windthread

5 decades in the making.   The nation's first major climate law.  Passed the Senate.    5 decades….most of my life.

same day….i   "finished"  here.   Except for the Toad Egg banner,   all else is secure.   there were more flowers prayed.    This is a Love Cloth.   The first Cloth that truly was/is only for me…no thought of how anyone else might experience it….it's my story that i need.   Stick House…Shrine maybe.   Diorama.   Love Cloth.   and for now,  the last cloth.   

i am in deep gratitude and Love to Jude,   Jude Hill Spirit Cloth,   for showing me the way to all that is here….the wild and un contained walnut dye of the Ground upon "household cloth",   the brilliance of fragments to create an image,   that invisible baste that allows me to do what i want and love to do.   It's been some years and will rest now.   it's  "that" August,  the 77th and there are other things I'd like to "get right" with.   need deep Intention.   

Will keep this pile of Deb's Thread here with me on the Table….in case.

i feel Good.   i feel,     uhhhh,     solid.   rooted.   strong.   

as its gone for a while now,*  i take stuff to Nogal and Jack Flash when i go to Feed.   Most times it's 3 tortilla chips.   I ran out and to make up for it,  i took a saltine and an apple slice.   That old teaching….don't ever do anything once unless you don't mind doing it forever again.   the apple slice.   went over really well.

Jack is his crazy self.   But Nogal…it's biblical.    the apple.   anyway,  it's all i can ascribe it to?   that and somehow in combination with the Catch Pen Feeding?   the Evac Pen?…..a smaller space that he has learned to Trust?   Maybe that opened a door?   Trust….it began a few weeks ago with him coming to the fence for Touch instead of going to his food.  Touch became more important.   He is a gentle buck Goat…Tenzen's boy.   But also skittish in a normal Goat way and more so since here,  in his own large Forest space.   But since the Catch Pen,  Emrie and I have accustomed him to Love at the fence.   and now,  recently,  he has taken it further.   He will stand there…as long as i can manage…and Receive Touch….i put both arms through and scratch,  rub him and he stands…his eyes slitted,  all dreamy

as today….and i said…ok….let's see.   I went IN through his gate and squatted a little away from the entrance to the Catch Pen.  Said,  OK,  you need to come here if you want to.  He did.   He came and just stood there while i rubbed and scratched…his whole Self,  his spine,  his tail root,  his armpits,  legpits,  his horns,  chin chest,  legs….His Everything.   and he just stood….RECEIVING

this is the kind of thing that needs….attention.   Attention.    Care  and deep thought.    If it comes to the moment of Evacuation,  how can all this Stand and at the same time secure him to move him out…against his will….?????   

this kind of thing.

and then,  the Garden.