This is my friend Jane…..friends from maybe 19 years old?    Best Friends.    Her daughter messaged me this pic today after a 2 hour phone conversation.   How can i tell this story.   and Why would i.     it will be fragmented.    It all began because the daughter sent Jenny a photograph of the…

i just wasn't going to talk about this.   Just…..keep it to my Self   because of too much Sad      for a blog.    but then,   it's kept bothering me.   Does not Honor her…. Arctica.    Alyssia's Goat.   Daughter of OOna. we were blindsided.   This shouldn't have been true,  but it was.   Oona was buried…

  things ARE happening Out There.     Up in Sunny Ray's Forest.    The first is the largest,  almost if not 12 inches across.   !!!!!  and then,   6 other clusters,  like second pic.    I found my Mushroom ID pamphlet….will sit with it again tomorrow….and go back,  to see if there are gills or folds….which…

these are the ones that are appearing EveryWhere …..along the road up,  near and next to everything,  new this year,  ????  And if they are so profuse here,  what all Else is Happening in the differing biomes of Doe Forest,  Meadow and then the Forest above Campsite C??????  Even over in B Garden?????   Some days…

t   a couple things today…   Understood more how Radical Acceptance is a       Practice.    On going.  Differing,  one experience to another.    and how intertwined,   the experience of Death and Love.   Tara Brach talks about Compassion being what is found as the ground of R Acceptance….I'll look when i can for some…

what is the difference between sadness and grief? Alyssia and Jeffrey came this morning to bury OOna.   It had been supposed to happen yesterday,  after the kids Christmas but things went on and dark comes so early and they ran out of time.   so they came this morning .  She was just there,  i'd covered…

i need to give the remaining days of this month to………….what can i call it?……..positioning mySelf?   maybe.   But to  Questioning.  or,  Looking more closely at where i am so far so that some good Questions might arise?    And it very well may be that it might not be       Pretty    or   …

just a little.  every morning.   just to Keep in Touch

a person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection  

sent by Tia Yesi.   She and the dad took Emrie to the mall.    And last night i Faltered with Radical Acceptance…not crashed,  but faltered.    All while she's been there she hasn't wanted to talk on phone.   They ask…do you want to call your mom?….  No.   When she has gotten on because someone else…