windthread

so.     What the lizards have taught me.    the two of them,  Uno and Dos   who i have met/meet at Jack Flash's gate every morning no later than 11am             what they have taught,  among many other things,   is      motion.    Awareness.   Awareness of motion.     even the slightest.    something is    Alive.   Is living it's life.  In the same space…..as you      are     living your life.   NOTICE

i am resting in the faux adirondack chair.    i have Given   the Happy Frog fertilizer to all the tomatoes,  egg plants,  melon,  beans, cucumbers,  bell peppers.     it's hot.   i rest.        And there is the slightest motion,   an airy kind of motion and i look down,  just where my foot is             there,   this so excellent  and  BeautyFull   Being        who i had seen once before in the bed of the leafy greens but not since         again           here              and we breathed   together     sharing space      sharing   LIFE     sharing this  earth i call Garden

it's past midnight.    Minnow is out there in the dark.     She is AWARE of space,  of Claim.    Something     that has intention for Puppy's food in the Curry House      she senses.   cannot see but can sense and rushes out to say   NO

today i miss OOna and Arctica   who were Lead Goats,    talked long with Alyssia about the herd,  about how now,  there is no Lead.   No   Boss .    How it affects the herd.   there is some disarray.

i live on a Hill   in Northern California.   I am     one    of many     who live here.    WE.    

following Liz's  man's  lead,    i ordered.     and as i read the  pkging,  i saw that FoxFarm is almost a neighbor…Arcata!   So,  bright and early tomorrow morning…..am so Happy to offer this to all the plants that are working so so hard to respond to my big Ask.   

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from 2022              

next month it will be a year we have Gathered at the Well.    Wishes do come true.     Wendy.   Wendy Golden Levitt    Jungian Therapist.    Guided by Wendy's loving hand.   

i no longer drag that bag along behind me.      The BeautyFULL unruly Spiral remains,  i go.    circle.   begin again     Go   circle begin again.   Here is always Here.

enlarge the pic to see the Magic     

don't know till i  post it….what the pic will actually look like?    but in the            moment        it was just so 

magic.    when it was actually just the slight leak of the hose,   spraying out    on    "weeds"

from    Us

this.   is Good.    really   really   Good.

collaged photographs from National Geographic

the Thread.   pulses.      She wanted to hear it all over again.   Who is whose mother.   Who is the baby of who.   When was that.  The order of it all.    while she was writing on her watering can     her name.   First     Middle   Last     N for nick names.

Emrie Grace Jimenez     N:   Emy   Em    M      How is it,  that Last names happen.    

this one floated to the surface.    as she used to say     "from a long day ago".

yesterday's comments……             Margery brings the words of  William Stafford       go look

and then,  oh….and then     Peggy McG       "Today what I do matters…and so will all tomorrows..but if no more tomorrows,  today I do..it may only affect me, or an ant, or a plant, or my family in some way..but I am and I matter."

how we use the metaphor of the Thread

am still with Marti's Telling…..it has a pulse      that   animates the Thread.           How reading HER  life,   i was left standing,  wondering,     Where Was       my      Aspiration?      What      Was   it?       OR      did i just not have any?     At first thinking that was true,   that i was Aspirationless.     O.     o.       

but then….the Thread began to    uhhhh,   flash,   just softly.   I thought about Deb Lacativa's Threads that live in a basked here on this table today,   their 3 strandedness….seperated….is strong enough to hold anything.  Their multi color changes that enliven everything.   

and it became Clear.    The Thread  went Here.,   1973   but….oh!  even before.   Before Nisargadatta,      Ramana Maharshi  oh…

eeeeeeee       And how that Thread has held strong,  even when un seen   over so many years   and now,   as i  come into this final chapter of things,     it Holds.   True.   and takes me where i need to go.   

so,   again,   Marti,   Thank You      Knowing more of You,   i know more of me.    SEEing you,    i can see my self.    WE.

Please go to Marti's comment on yesterday's post.         We will           pause       here.