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old wood bordering that last little bit of the front row of the B Garden.      I sat on the overturned pot inbetween these and the little  Fig  tree where it's shady,  coolest at that time of a triple digit day.    just looking at them….the marks  living beings had left from their life  there,   marks,   same as the ones down at the creek as a kid when i sat,   just like this then.   lost in the just looking.   and then

there was a lapse in time.    no longer associated with the past,   no thoughts of a Future….no    thoughts.    just    me    them.  

how long?

and then i was  "there" again and saw that Minnow had set her ball carefully against the toe of my crock.   and  i realized that the water from the hose nozzle on Seep mode had soaked the Fig.   and i realized that what i have been hoping to learn from Sharon Salzberg and Eckhardt Tolle is taking hold and i had been         fully present.    and it was time to continue on.

so….i sat here,   last night,   this laptop glowing earnestly in the dark,   me trying to think of how to say it       and i fell asleep.  Because it remains a dilemma for me….this being  "no real content"    for a blog…..i have no art i'm making,   nothing   Interesting                  looking at wood

This morning on NPR Morning Edition a segment about a healthcare provider,   a clinic in Georgia that provides health care only to the uninsured.    it's a FINE telling     and the chief financial officer ends it with this:    if they can't  pay you,  they bring you empanadas.  

these kinds of posts are my empanadas.

 

There was     the graduating 8th grade Ceremony at  River Bend Park in the morning.     i had to be out of here by 8am….Goats all fed and watered,  Minnow jailed  in her kennel      i thought i'd be there early,   but        there were SO MANY people there,  i found a parking spot at the very end of the very large parking lot…..my guess is at least 200 people   and as each name was called,  families whistled and cheered,   some families LARGE,   ours only 6  but we made Good Noise and best…..a voice called out,  loud  and clear……"I love you,  Son".      Julian Ortiz.   Graduating public school  after years of introverted home school.  Graduating      with Honors.    

 

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  1. Marti Avatar
    Marti

    Your empanadas nourish is so many heart filled ways, giving us all, food for thought, each and every time. The commitment made to just bring “it” here, day in and day out, IS content…have such respect for those of you who do this consistently and who respond to our responses.
    I’ve said this before but it is worth repeating: I read many blogs and those that I’ve stayed with for years are because the “content” they bring is not about flash and marketing their wares; the content they bring is about life, their lives, the good, the bad and the in-between for in their willingness to share their lives, I find connection and often, myself!
    And just an aside: it is very fine to sit and look at wood. I did so yesterday morning before the heat wave… sat and looked at the old gnarly branches of the apple tree. I had given it water and where the water splashed up on the bottom of the trunk, the color changes were beautiful so I sat in the dirt a bit and looked all the way up: green leaves, tiny orbs that will become my wonderful 2″ sweet yet tart apples, branches intertwining, patterns against the sky.

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  2. Beth from Still Life Pond Avatar
    Beth from Still Life Pond

    Cloth and thread may have started drawing a community together many years ago. Now what comes from head and heart and soul continues to nourish it. Thank you for how much you have fed me. With deep love and gratitude.

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  3. Nancy Avatar
    Nancy

    Grace~ For many or some, but for you in what you offer…living is art and you are making art worthy of looking.
    When I got to “…voice called out, loud and clear…” – my hand flew to my chest, eyes welled up, for I new what was next before my eyes laid on the printed word and the importance of that, I know of that too.
    Blessing to you all.
    xo

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  4. CatherinE Avatar
    CatherinE

    Your “looking at wood” is truly a gift to me – tells me it’s okay to look at wood, which is what I really want to do (as an example) anyway.

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  5. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    wood as Teachers…really, EveryThing as Teachers
    transmissions of LIFE

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  6. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    thank you Beth….much time is spent thinking about this

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  7. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    yes….it could not have been more perfect….ringing out…
    I haven’t seen Mike for years now. Time has passed. He
    has remained as good a father as one can living on the
    other side of the continent. They have found a rhythm that works well enough FatherSon. Julian is very OK with it.

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  8. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    yes….what we “want” to do…..but don’t….because it’s
    kind of nothing . But it is so much when you
    give in to doing it and then when you do it consciously.
    Teach me, i say

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