i thought i would write about things…wanted to, but then late in this day realized that it is way too soon for it. I wanted to write about the thing of Radical Acceptance. How it is tied to this moment of nearing the ending of this thing of the 77th Year i've talked about. Tied because at the last Gathering at the Well, i spoke of feeling like 2 me s….the one of this Hill that was Good, maybe very Good and then the one of me that is a citizen of this world that is so so heartbroken and grasping to understand and how i can't minimize that second self…can't….and won't and Wendy's response…."Do you know of Radical Acceptance?" and me, sorta….know the term but…..and i go looking and there's all the Tara Brach YouTubes and more …so much….but by late in this day, i still need something just a little different…. so i'm not at all ready to write about this. AND i continue to search. Search to "know". all while knowing that Knowing won't help…..
a Noam Chomsky interview..at 7:21 Pacific Time tonight….56 minutes old….FRESH, the old man… What will we DO when all of them die?????????????????????????????????????????????????????
every generation says this about Their Own, but…..eeeeeeee……
The pic above. A rather small tree. had been dead. but there and suddenly, as i was at Jack Flash's Gate the other morning there was a LOUD Snap, break, Fall. How it goes on this hill. Trees die for many reasons and at some point just SNAP off at ground level and fall. I walked under this one to feed Jack twice a day every day. for going on 6 years. Directly under how it fell. it was LOUD….the Goats ran, Puppy ran, Minnow froze I turned to see and stare. This is all that happened here, on this Hill. No war.
out of no where as it happens there was a TicTock thing…how did i get it?, don't know but i did. A TicTock of a video. Seconds long, grainy, black and white of the form of a child in fetal position crouching and their hands grasping a small tree , head bent into it's trunk. a Palestinian child. Looks like carved of stone…i think maybe covered in ash…..STILL. the child is Still
a figure appears and touches, then goes out of the video then comes back to wrap something over the back of the child and lift it away from the tree at which moment the child begins to tremble.
I saw this a few days ago. It didn't leave me. and after i first saw it, i couldn't find it again. I've kept looking.
like i do, I had that "Little Sleep" this morning. I wake at maybe 5 or 6 something…have the first Tea and then go back, to lie down…drift to sleep in meditation, the Little Sleep, 20 minutes of a little sleep and how it is that I TRUST what is there….in my mind upon waking
and this time…..i saw this video. And i saw myself as the one who gathered the child as it trembled…i saw that what my work was, my ONLY work was was to Hold the child. into my body, our hearts beating. Maybe forever. Maybe the child might need to be held Forever. Maybe it could never speak again, move again and my work would be to Hold it. So…this.
For now, this will be my meditation. Holding the child. For both of us. the child and for me. I will do this. Every day. to learn something about Radical Acceptance. This is the world i live in.
ADDENDUM 11~6 Nancy found the video. Gave us the link…down in her comment. I am so grateful…Love, nancy, Love
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