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coming up a lot in Emrie's thoughts and exchanges: Imagine If and My wish came true. She is facinated by both…likes, maybe loves entertaining their Meaning ….. how things play out in her mind…..getting the CONCEPTs
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the Zoom is set up. this Saturday. there ended up being 18 of Us. We will Meet at the Well and ……explore from there. Did i say that?, i think i did….did i say….I wish there was a Therapy Group for ….. ……. ……and Wendy said….go. and Alyssia came tonight and sat at the table outside that i had cleaned this afternoon…scrubbing with a brush….an effort at Aclimating to the HEAT….and….eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…..my wish came true
i made copious notes that really probably will mean nothing….nothing to do but just GO….see what happens….. with the assurance of Trust Thursday that somehow it will all become Old Hat and i'll know how and click all the right buttons and….
i was at B Garden this morning, early. Lately been giving water late in the day…dusk….but yesterday…was too FULL and didn't so, early and in the morning light, that branch…that magic black/white/black/white branch just stood out in Neon and when i was waking this morning , i could hear Tay breathing how she did…by the door…breathing in her dreams so i am thinking that everything is going to be ok. and once i'm no longer afraid of Zoon, everyThing is going to be……….going to be….All that it CAN BE. ok.
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i have been waiting for Her.
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so….when it's really HOT. and your mind has gone kinda blank. you have yet to acclimate. Not wanting to spend yet another day staring into the Trees, ok, then finish making the pillow case. from that twin sheet you'd gotten at the Socorro Thrift Shop , N. Mex a million years ago, that you have loved for so long, that finally ripped up the middle and it's FINISHED and
it's Beauty Full.
a pillow case. Joy, sitting, feet in the Spa pool, stitchiing, stiching backstitch as Jude taught. This.
then….phone. it's Giana, my son's daughter, 9 years old in Denver Colorado. Saying she has two questions. First, her mother got her writing paper. I listen….writing paper….. she says there are 4 designs. and begins to describe them and i understand that her mother got her
stationery. 3 are flowers and then the last…something about poppy seeds…??????? i don't quite understand, but i tell her how when i got sent to live with my Aunt when i was Six, i was miserable. Didn't much like that Aunt, i was so miserable she would make me Poppy Seed Cake to cheer me up and i LOVED poppy seed cake , so, i chose the design having something to do with Poppy Seeds??????? OK she says, pragmatically wanting to move along to the second question which is….what address would i like to receive mail at? The questions taken care of we move along to chit chat…her taking Sailing lessons, i read this on Face Book, she tells how she prevented her boat from capsize, how she is NOT looking forward to 5th grade…too much homework….and i say some stuff about her father, when he was in school….and say….for some reason, well….he was always Cheerful, and she responded I honestly think he's too cheerful. I said huh? and she said they were playing some game and he somehow threw a book and hit her in the head and he was cheerful….and i said well, yeah, he can be. too cheerful. i guess.
i love
kids.
now…unlike when i was six or 9, now, how they freely have thoughts and opinions and express them and you can have a conversation, mutual
and i ended up telling her that one of the best things about writing letters, affixing the stamps on the envelopes and
MAILING
is that you then have to
wait.
and it seems forever, and sometimes you even forget…..but then there's the day that there is an envelope in the mailbox. Your name, your address. the marks of cancelled stamps. and you open it. and read. And there the person IS. on the piece of paper that you get to hold. Sometimes tuck into a book or something. to find years and years and years later
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from Lacelady
she went out this morning to Water her rhubarb and roses
a FULL MOON tonight. The group mail for the Gathering is ready except for two things, i wait,
learn, no matter what, to wait. Until things say Yes.
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another pic from yesterday. today, just me, me at the Spa in my underpants. I am a desert being. Do well with heat. But this, today 106, need to acclimate.
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They'd gotten back Wednesday eve. The 3 day Covid protocol…we cheated a little, they brought ice and batteries. Alyssia stayed in the distance, ordering groceries on her phone, keeping up with the Michigan family 's facebook argument and napping. Emrie and i….at the Spa. We began soaking washcloths and towels, and as it went along, eachother….it's a Great hose. We found all her old baby pool things, the measuring cups, bottles and jars, pots, scoops and spoons. 105 degrees. 4 lizards attended. We were Happy as Clams.
she grew. Can now reach and do the clothspins on the cloth line.
she decides about the mask….puts it on if she feels like she's going to want to do hugging. Otherwise, she pinned it on the line.
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my Spa. we now move into 100 + degrees. Emrie's old baby pool from up behind B.
and to fill it and also replace the Doe Goat water hose that had sprung a second leak, a hose that Jenny got last year…has been wound around the end of the Dragon Branch. Un looping it, i got to this and startled self and a large Spider….then a second Spider!….like Wolf Spiders, but not….these egg sacs are afixed to the bark….about the size of a small chicken egg, so….BIG.
and now they are exposed…had been created in the shelter of the hose…one of those seemingly fabric kind???…..What Now? I left them alone today, didn't even look again, let them absorb what's happened, And me…..what do I do? Try to think of a way to cover them? I am so sorry.
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