windthread

ask the Plant…..Can you hold me?

wadded up in the door basket.

back.   Neckline and shoulders ripped down….just came apart  during a washing machine moment last summer.  And so,  here we go.   Why?   no idea.    

there used to be 3  hot day dresses.   the other 2 were very light weight denim.   I don't know what happened to them…that was back in New Mex when it didn't matter so much.   this one,  worn to smithereens in the last few California years.   Summer WILL come.   This will be as close to naked as i can get.   And so.    

this has something to do with a VERY short moment….and even not even a 

moment

this morning when i woke from a Little Sleep.   A split second almost when i understood something about a Lifetime….having to do with lifetimes of trees,  lifetimes of Land,  Forests,  community of trees  and then….people.   Also to do with reading Caste.  …the ongoingness of human beings Becoming societies.   It was very Beauty Full,  the understanding even tho it was over in such a flash that i cannot make contact with it now.   But there is a feeling that it will come again,   Show its Self.   Little by Little. And explain to me  About how i have Quit so much….let go of things i've always done,   feeling adrift from all known   but that is just very much ok and as i can be,  even should be…….that it all can be New.   as i get old.

 

caught it!     a pic    mid day!   and look what it is….a failed Chana masala.    so…..ok.     

it took this long.     This one single pic.    I started sometime around 6 pm   and then,  off and on,   till just now.    and i thought,  ok,  just once more….and then…..ta da….here it is.  and i don't even know what it was i was wanting to say………………    ………………………  something about that it's almost February …..the RELIEF from January,   February and Now WHAT?   

I've been watching CatherinE over on gemtactics  ,  her Sketch Journal,  admiring it so much and then thinking how i am doing Nothing and i got the Spirals from under things,  unrolled them and spread them out,  how they are so just pinned haphazardly,  i didn't even pin them well……     What.       So things tonight are nothing but Questions.   Just questions.   all falling under the category of

Now What?

 

 

all of them.   They didn't know what to do.   The bough was estimated at about 30  40   feet long,  maybe 1000 lbs.   Resting on a single point at the top of the windshield of the car.   and there were MANY branches.    all Live.      So,  they just began,  the branches first and as they cut them off the Goats gathered  and they continued and at some point ,   standing on the 10 ft ladder,  then on the roof of the car,   Jenny began cutting the bough in sections and rolling them off the roof and then,  the final cut when the heavy section FELL

the car was freed,   and no damage to the windshield,  hood,   even the rearview mirror,  no damage to the people

and so we go.   and after it was all done,  Jenny played hide and seek with Brinley and Emrie,  Minnow.

 

 

Sprawling,   reaching reaching OUT,  heavy   and sometimes……………breaking.    Went quickly to look,  so not sure but at immediate glance,  no great damage,   but     How do we do this?    relieve the weight and remove the branches?    and continuous rain for the next several days      The word these days is

Joy

people are finding Joy all over the place.       For me….there is always some kind of Basic Goodness as Chogyam Trungpa taught….always.   Basic Goodness.    but then,  or,   And then,   i have to just sit with things As Is.      The branch became too heavy,   It broke and fell.   Car was there.    Now What?

 

 

here and there,  all over,   there are little communities like this….differing one to another       I see these over by where i turn the hoses off and on….no where else.   Standing above,   they appear to be little stars,  tiny stars,  thousands of tiny stars and i squat down and see them to be tiny plants  .    All you can do is      wonder.   Be amazed by their exuberance  in January temperatures and rain sodden earth.   And in the last couple days,   the chanting of the Spring Peepers  (Beth) down by the canal/creek.   And late  in the day there was a flash of white just outside my vision…and i "saw" Arctica….and had to go Over where it was….it seemed so much to have been her      And,   while watching the MLK utubes,   up comes   Malcolm X.    So i watch these now.  I think about     "race".     Alyssia and I talked long last night about how it is to be "brown".   We have a lot more to think about.

there's a movie out….ORIGIN   based on Isabel  Wilkerson's book   CASTE.   which i got some months ago and never read.  Time now.  And tomorrow morning is the Gathering at the Well….am i am wondering what i will bring????….there's just so much.

when memories begin re circulating,  so do photographs.   I like this one…i told my son it would be the pic on the jacket flap of my first NYT bestseller.  My wolf hybrid,   Sky.   Winter Sky at Twilight.   El Cerro Mission,  N Mex

i tried to load this pic last evening and on into the night,  giving up around midnight.   Was under a log we moved to set on Arctica's grave….just enough of a hollow under it.    Glistening.  Wet but not wet….to the fingertip touch….so strange…..and i thought about how many MANY things there most likely are Out There that i might never see.   Life Forms.  I felt bad about exposing it,  disturbing it's Place  and found an arch of bark to cover it,  scooped over leaf litter.         And it's true….the other day when i wondered where i'd read about the mushrooms being the Fruit of their "plants"….Deb G.  and Margery both pointed me toward  Merlin Sheldrake's   Entangled Life     which was over there on the shelf.   I've begun reading again.    And i i thought to check to see if Margery had maybe posted again….Trickster's Hoard   ….no,  but flicking to scroll down fast,  almost like a roulette wheel it spun downward past posts and came to a stop with this,       taken out of context  

"The bird paced between me and the ocean,   paused, offered a slight turn of his head.   I waited.   The ocean murmured.  The gull remained silent.    Last chance i said,  daring the bird.

Soon it became clear I'd get no magic.  Gulls have their own business to attend to,  their own company to keep.  I wanted answers     from the gods,  the earth,  nature,  our animal kin    some backing,  some revelation from outside to quell the doubt within.

I instead received a different message.   The world might indeed speak,  but it doesn't speak to me alone.   The gull is full of its own gullness.   If that's not enough for me,  I'm asking the wrong questions."    Gavin Van Horn   Post of Aug. 24,  2023  

 

and out of any context again?,  or,  is it another kind of aching for  things to MAKE SENSE?   a contextThread?    Maybe the last for now of the Martin Luther King utubes….there are so many more,   this one….maybe the Best? so far,  but i think that about each of them,  but….this one….entitled Rare Speech by Dr. King on August 11th,  1967   Delivered before the National  Association of Radio Announcers   in Atlanta, Georgia           It is so timely,   and  listened as i have found self wishing so much for a Voice of intelligent reason amidst all the adolescent  ignorance that makes up the "news"  feeds,    the social media……      What would he think of it all?  What would a dialogue be like between him and pretty much anyone Out there in the political world of either party persuasion  today.           All this rising up because there was so little  "in the news"  about the national celebration of his Day….my uneasy feeling…..          Have we,   the population of this country decided that things are good enough…that we don't need to Keep on Keeping on….and so….we will in short order   LOSE it ALL?    There are,  yes,  exceptions.   But  do we cling to the exceptions too much?   Or….not.?    turning  our cheek to the MainStream?     What would he say?  What would he say?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Youtube      MLK at UCLA  4/27 /1965