windthread

i don't know how this comes across if you don't know what it is…..does it look like           any   thing?     It's  the broken off trunk of the great Grey Pine…..that broke,  suddenly,  how they do    i guess  3 years ago     Over 100 ft tall.     they just break.  crashing down to the Earth.   It's what they do.     Their root systems delicate for the Beingness of Them………   Why?  who knows

and to the eye,   it looks much the same as when it fell.   But standing there,  then squatting,    there is an Energy Field…..an Aura…..of just SO MUCH happening      a sense of how it is that things live and oh so slowly          change       back        into    the Earth they came from     how so exquisitely LONG this takes    how Time    in Earth Sense    is so different from   our  understanding of it     

Go to CatherinE's  blog….Gemtactics.net   to see her post of  5/10   Framed Golden Houses     so Beauty FULL

 

 

 

i think there will be eleven.

and the red flower from a few days ago.   Marti's plant.    Salvia greggii

 

 

 

very early,  i listened to Episode 4  of  Joanna Macy"s podcasts:  There is No Future if We Go Numb    so grateful to her for her HONESTY   her Fearlessness to be REAL in the fullness of , the ALL of what it means to love this Earth….LOVE this Earth   and sitting with this and sitting with the subsequent flow of my What If…..  What If it might  also be TRUE that the Glorious Mind of the Universe is watching………………………….

and through the screen door,  at an angle i saw a shape, a form,  out there….sailing,  fluttering,   hovering,  spinning

was it a bird?,   a moth?,   a butterfly?   ??????????????????    i  could not identify the form,  the movement…..???????

I thought   …………….What if it is a VISITATION     ????   ???       the Universe.    saying       yes,  grace,        Yes.                                    i went  out and approached it….it continued        and then…..came low enough….in front of that horse trailer……    a leaf.          Suspended  somehow by some absolutely invisible thread….a web thread of something…..       i could not see    could not see no matter how hard i tried to look,   could not see the web thread

it was 93 degrees today.   All the GREEN is browning,  the grasses have set seed.   this evening,  the first of the odd sound alerts from the Fire app.  of this   season.     5 acres becoming 25 in 11 minutes    not far away    Spiral.     it is a  Spiral

 

 

the first Phillip of 2024         on the arm of the faux adirondack chair  at B Garden.    where i put my hand when standing up.  I could have squashed him.   But he sent out enough of an energy alert and for no known reason to me,  i looked.   Lo and Behold.

the first spring i was here there were MANY Phillips.   at the beginning,   there was the one,   that dangled down on a thread of silk from the Morning Tree and we all marveled.    Julian,  who would have been 8 i think?,   said    Oh,   it's Phillip.    and then on.  The many that year.   not so many since,   but always some.   all referred to as the Phillips.      The Phillips have come,   we say.   about a half inch….small,    but reassuring in that they come.   in a timely seasonal manner that says all is still sorta well.  or,   Well Enough.

see if you can find

We Are The Great Turning   podcasts      Joanna Macy and Jessica Serrante

 

my son sent me this last night.   He also called.   We talked.     He is Giana's father.    Not sure what he had in mind when he sent this.   in the conversation he said it's framed.   on a wall at their house in Colorado.   as i understand,  he has a lot of pics his father took.    i have a vague memory of this…seeing this before           This would be when i was probably 19 or 2o.  Sleeping Bear Sand Dunes,   Lake Michigan.   before we were married.                      the 60's.   when i was   uhhhhhh,   beginning to ….to…..  build my Self.    That's a strange word.   Build.   but i like it.   Build my Self.   Beginning to Build  my Self.    Recently it seems that there is going to be a kind of RE View of things.    i'm just being Open for it…but to RE VIEW  how it is that i came to be where i am today.   Where all i've been.    

 

 

these  "holidays"       that i have so many  Opinions about….but they still keep on coming,  year after year and here we were,  another   "mother's day"         and the three of us spent last eve pouring over the viet namese food menue which is huge,  so many possibilities and finally came up with an order   and then when Jenny went to the place,  there was a Closed sign.   She sat out front and called and called and finally got a pick up and she said….will you be opening soon?  and the response was…. Did you read the sign?   We're closed.      so    oh   eee    so we ended up with  Philly cheesesteak sandwich and Greens…..   was good and it was 85    We went over  to the creek.    First time this year.   Jenny brought the floaties.      I was a Glorious day….Minnow had never seen water like this before but   LEAPT     and   SWAM   and Julian….Julian…in his UnFolding Self   got In and it was FINE and FINE and FINE.   and more Fine…..so…..              we did it.

 

 

their stems are over a foot tall,   with 2 or 3  long very slender leaves that almost always have flattened down horizontal on the ground.   just standing there,   being quietly BeautyFULL.   i love them., very much

his favorite place.   every morning.

continuing.     not sure how much i want to say about this tonight.   

it's late

but.    I had the sudden urge to bring down the Blanket.   to B Garden.    and i did.   Set it down there.    just this much.

took the pic.    to witness.  to mark the moment.   for what?   don't know.     but here we were.    and as i looked in the "gallery" of pics   i was startled to see       a BLOOM  of Plantain……there…..which was not there a couple days ago……??????   there in the shallow blue bowl…just between the marble and the ceramic christmas tree         breath      look.    breath more.    look.   this won't make much sense.   but as a journal page…..a HUGE journal page it needs to stand as it IS.   

and  three days now,   Humming Birds.    They like the spray of the water ,   are excited by it……whiz around and sit just less than a foot away from my face  on John  Lewis,  the beloved grapefruit tree  as i hold the spray nozzle to give water to the tomato plants there,   the walking onions that don't walk……going off to drink from those Aloe  blossoms,  come back,   dance through the spray of the water.   I have never fed humming birds.   Giving a natural being Sugar….?????    Doesn't feel right?      Alyssia and i talked tonight.   What could we give them?   Why would we?   maybe the pleasure of water is enough?   But …..what about just intermittent  joy?

 

OK.     planted.    Leafy greens and one row of Carrots.   Carrots for the kids.   a short fat kind….maybe they will work.   But here we have it.   Rows.    Experiment.    Wait.          There are still seeds that will go into pots.   As many as i can.   But all the "beds" are done.     a great sense of a peaceful satisfaction.   i sit and think…those words….peaceful satisfaction.    it's new.   different from  wishing i'd done      more.    This is enough.     The peaceful satisfaction of Enough.