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” moving right along”

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coming back up from B Garden,   pulling along the "sled" that i'd used to take down the bag and box of amendment,  being out  of  breath,   out of steam…….i stopped to lean into the tree.   Into and against a      tree.   squatted.   breathing.    resting.   and as i am doing,    with the teachings of both Sharon Salzberg and Eckhart Tolle     i breathe.    i find the awareness of the Now.   The Present Moment.   just this single moment.   

looking down i see this    very small      green plant in the brown dirt of the road.     its white flowers.    These  flowers,  even smaller than the pink one yesterday….two of these the size of that single rice sized pink

and i would have thought….oh….little plant ……..and moved right along.  noticed and the Mind moving right along to what's next        but now…..in the present Moment of this Single Now Moment,   i linger.   Their  smallness inconsequential to their Beingness,   their real excellent Beingness      the vibrance  of their Life Force  there on the side of the road in the dirt and gravel   they are Flowers,   like tulips,  a rose,   daisy     no less  except that the Universe  evolved them to be     small.   Why?         and   i see    that i am still so much  a servant of the Mind…..all these questions   when

just sitting WITH them would be enough

 

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  1. Marti Avatar
    Marti

    Noticing what lives with us: Earth Day is Monday and I am always surprised that we even have to have a designated day to honor our Mother Earth.
    Yesterday, I sat outside in front of the old apple tree, bird song from mourning doves and finches, serenading me. For the first time in a very long time, I sat with a cloth, needle and thread in my hands. The cloth was assembled last year from many, many pieces of deconstructed landscape collages, each piece dyed with windfall from here in New Mexico. Nothing seemed to move me to complete this cloth. I had given it such a fanciful name, Into the Mystic, etc. and other such names.This in itself was so unlike me since I let my cloths tell me their name; still, life sometimes throws you a wayward spin.
    Yesterday as I sat with the cloth, one word, kept dancing into my head and the word was Bosque, a wooded habitat, a forest. We have many bosques in New Mexico. How simple, this name and because it came on its own accord, I began stitching and have completed a section on the right side. This is a medium sized cloth, approximately 20 inches across and 18 inches in height with probably over 50 pieces to stitch. Normally I stitch until completed but not this time. I want to savor this lesson, stitching a little at a time, daily, if possible. The colors mimic the land here, rust, browns, tan, and my beloved greens, plus unusual markings made from rubbed rocks, twigs, wood chips, etc. Letting this cloth be for all of this time has allowed me to finally see this cloth with clear eyes which in turn is such a gift. Every piece of cloth on this Bosque collage, came from the gifts of the land.
    How simple to sit quietly, and realize that I always circle back and accept what the Earth offers and by doing so, I continue to honor Mother Earth.

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  2. Liz A Avatar
    Liz A

    I have been meaning to tell you of a plant that has joined the garden, having settled itself beneath the beautyberry bushes … crane’s bill, a different genus from the stork’s bill that I loved in the Hill Country, but in the Geranium family, and both are related to your own wildflowers … all cousins

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  3. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    yes…Bosque del Apache
    i read your words and go there in my mind Thank you for
    this, Marti

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  4. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    i now know Beautyberry bush and smile that it is of the
    Verbena family
    and that this Hill has kin under yours
    i will always think of this now Thank You

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  5. maria Avatar
    maria

    the wetherlady after the news said: next w e start the more warm wether , now we had rain and hail and much wind and cold for this time
    this morning i have counscius change of air with outside and give them the air of my inside …. that is wath we do change with tree and plant and animal air … the hole day it was in my mind , walking and inhale the willow air the oak air the gras air …the air of the cooking food

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  6. Nancy Avatar
    Nancy

    What a lovely thought to hold for the day Maria ❤️

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  7. DebVZ Avatar
    DebVZ

    “i am still so much a servant of the Mind…..all these questions when
    just sitting WITH them would be enough” I frequently walk a local estate that has been opened to the public for a small membership fee. It has a peninsula designated as a bird sanctuary that has been basically left wild except for a woodchip walking path. I am curious about the different birds I see and hear and so I downloaded an app to identify them by song. So now instead of just walking and enjoying what I see and hear, I’m fiddling with an app. So your statement of being a servant of the Mind rather than just sitting WITH resonates. All these new “conveniences” don’t always serve us well.

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  8. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    or
    they do serve.
    i think it’s exactly what you have noticed….That is it.
    to be aware of what is happening and then to
    choose. We can do both. We can just BE and we can be
    curious both are good. it’s the awareness of choice
    the awareness that there is a difference
    and for me, to Honor the BEING above all else
    tnank you so much for this comment….it clarified for me

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