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Sunday 8/28 Part Two

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Why all this on blog?  not just the steno pad?   Pics.   Photographs are PROOF 

Zinnia.  finally.  after Puppy napped on most.

timing:  salt cedar sticks from Jan ….

"How do i know what I mean until I see what I say"  Trickster's Hoard  Margey Knott   Aug. 19

the drawing…hands…use not known…undrawn

fig   Giving all for the one last chance

Deb G.   Ellen Langer  almost simultaneous with  Sunflowers question

that question

coyotes

Mercy at death's door and then at the bowl

Walnut tree…itself and me ….going

pines suddenly Dancing ?????????!

Crepe Myrtle Essence 

Entangled Life

all the while,  Covid  has found us

so much lately about looking back,  the Maestas…wanting to sever that,  and then all the NM love  and today the daughter cloth even…why?  

the energetic field that functions of its own accord and always welcomes us if we

notice

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18 responses to “Sunday 8/28 Part Two”

  1. Yvette Avatar
    Yvette

    If we notice…..
    Being present
    Love love love

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  2. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    oh………oh, Yvette….my North Star
    and you appear
    YES. you appear and say…if we notice
    YES. YES.

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  3. Liz A Avatar
    Liz A

    I love that I “get” much of what you are saying here … how the give and take of blogging has informed that knowing of each other over time …
    salt cedar sticks are wondrous … I love mine on Underlying Order … and now, looking online, it appears it is popular for “home decor” so I’ll look for it next time I’m at Michaels
    and this: “How do i know what I mean until I see what I say” … how in the best times the words write themselves

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  4. Peggy McG Avatar
    Peggy McG

    So very many thoughts race through my mind, this listing of your random thoughts is what my journalling looks like but I never take it deeper on paper.. To see your thoughts without deeper explanations isn’t needed.. as your blogging in past has helped me to know an inner you as I perceive your writings.. this glimpse of thoughts are highlights to be processed by you and your readers as a day wrapped up in thoughts. I do but don’t delve deeper, except it triggers my own need to look into my own self and dig deeper within. My life is not anchored and I drift,, drift through the day and drift in and around the country. Family and friends and blogging friends and sentient being friends keep me grounded. I lay here wondering how a weak body but a strong mind can continue, what if I can never move again but my mind is still intact.. now my mind is really drifting,,, i worked in a nursing home.. so i think.. with technology..tie electrodes to my eyes and let me blink out my thoughts into a computer.
    I go back often and read your recent past posts, your comments to those who comment.. i pop over and read those who have blogs too.. a great variety of very talented people.. so warm..
    You asked about my cat,, my Daughters cat, very nervous cat, scared of noises and strangers. Hides alot! Her name is Heidi.. 15 years old.. she sits on no one but me. We discuss. We nurture each other. I introduced her to the outdoors. She begs to go out, she ate a mouse this morning!! She will miss me and cry at my bedroom door when I leave, and she runs to greet me when I return. Life is good.

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  5. Marti Avatar
    Marti

    This morning, early, I sat out in the patio just as day began, as I usually do. The sameness of routine somehow never gets old to me.Instead I feel a sense of anticipation, what will I see, what will I hear, what will I sense from being outdoors ever yday…equally, what will rise when I step inside and enter my cyber neighborhood?
    Today, I organized my little dye station” the little table in the alcove, the glass jars, the many “cured” crab apple branches from TN, my apple branches from here in New Mexico, what I used to hang my stitched dyed cloths. I have always stitched tabs to my cloths, don’t know how to add sleeves in the back so my cloths all have a basic rudimentary look to them…
    The latest dye cloth is hanging from the iron trellis, a riot of burgundies and purples and markings and color of green due to the alchemy of copper; a remembrance of the bouquet that I gave to Erika and Adrian when when they were here last week to celebrate their anniversary.
    AND I think about the fact that I don’t blog but the ability to come to blogs, like here, especially, and continue conversations, seek info, learn, share, talk story, in comments, is one of the joys of my daily routine. The simple, honest fact is that while there may appear to be a sameness on the surface of my days, there is such a dept of connection and richness of communication that transcends what is a very simple, quiet life…

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  6. Tina Avatar
    Tina

    Man I wish I could write about my days .. my thoughts in a way that would bring them to life. I get so much from you .. from Marti who doesn’t have her own blog but tells her stories in comments. Grace writes about anything and everything that any given day brings. What I find here is learning .. adventure and most of all what I treasure is my genuine heartfelt love for a group of women I’ve never met. This is just so fantastic .. if I wasn’t living it I’d have a hard time believing it. What you are able to write with simple prompts is filled with feelings and truth in a way that speaks volumes.

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  7. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    popular…how amazing and Wonder Full…popular…SMILE
    they are in a qt canning jar…on this table, a bouquet of sticks
    aren’t those words just the very BEST? and true and perfect?
    So exactly how it is?????????????????

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  8. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    yes. highlights to be processed…yes.
    blink out my thoughts…o…Peggy….
    Heidi. Maybe she goes with you? Do you consider this?
    Maybe it is a perfect partnership?
    am so so glad she knows mouse.
    thinking…is your life Anchored…IN THE DRIFT? How
    you prepared and have your HOME on wheels…and truly fully LIVE in that home…is that not a TRUE ANCHOR?????? is
    your life not truly anchored in the Living of It?
    in that slide show in my head, one of the most loved episodes is when you were here. You had walked up the road in the morning, we hung out, and at some point you said
    I’m going to go make lunch now. and you turned, walking down to where your HOME was parked, down by the big gate….for me…that was so incredibly fine and Beauty FULL.

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  9. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    i think this bears spending time with…this understanding of richness in the simple. the quiet.
    your presence here and elseWhere is strong and is what this thing is all about…what it IS…the connection, the commonality of need to TELL, to SAY, and so in a certain way to BE and BE WITH, AMONG.

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  10. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    we ARE.
    we ARE
    truly Great. and your heartbeat…your pulse
    is central, Tina.
    it is central and sets the tone of the Song of it all.
    I love you,
    you help me go.

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  11. Peggy McG Avatar
    Peggy McG

    Oh thank you for these thoughts.!!. Yes.. I do consider my van my Home.. it is my anchor and I am missing it. I do take small trips and camp in it just to feel I am home while visiting MN. The weather has been so very hot and muggy all summer so sleeping in the driveway was too uncomfortable.. Heidi Cat is so anxious that when she needs to go to the vet she is given anti anxiety pills. She does not travel well! I fear she would die before I got out of the driveway!

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  12. maria Avatar
    maria

    wush …. you all help me go in the lesser days ,the comments and the Grace reactions , i fill on give reaction back , but only in my head , because i’m sure of the connecthing by toughts (unspoken words in the mind ) soms day’s i fill on with music i feel, i hear , yes only in my mind , they make me dance somme days and than i say thank’s to you all .
    it is the first time in my life i realy love/like the summer time , the heat is over now , we have 22 C – 26 C at night 10 C – 15 C , the light came at 6.30 in the morning , dark at 21.30 ,
    now it is 19.40 and still 23C
    it will be a good night i will have a fine sleep

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  13. Nancy Avatar
    Nancy

    Was here, will need to come back to fully read
    xo

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  14. CatherinE Avatar
    CatherinE

    I was here too. Back home in Maine tomorrow late….Right now I’m in the aeropuerto in Puerto Vallarta waiting to board a plane. Finding it hard to concentrate on your words, but feeling the love and connection.

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  15. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    oh….WindThread was in Puerto Vallarta!!!!!!!! How great is that?!
    and you will be Home soon….
    even Greater.
    I so look forward to hearing EveryThing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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  16. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    oh…eee, Heidi. Maybe not then. But she has
    had you for the summer.

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  17. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    the Good Nights of fine sleep. …. love those words.
    yes…the connection of thoughts, of energy of mind/heart
    is strong. Very strong enough.

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  18. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    and love to you

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