It's a good thing that circumstance has not allowed me to name things. i change too much. Naming changes for me. Tonight, just now, really, i was out watering the tomato plants and as she does, Magic caught my attention. She was standing off to the side. Everyone else was wolfing down the Kochia i'd thrown in, but she was just watching. Near the gate. So, i spoke to her in quiet sounds, not to attract the attention of the others and she came...because she
notices things.
and i let her out. And there she flew and spun and twirled and whirled and flew and spun. The dogs ran with her. She led them. Until her mother came to the fence and said something and she spoke back and i captured her and let her back in where she and everyone else pretended nothing at all unusual had happened.
so...i am thinking a lot, almost constantly, about that thing of Kas Limaal that i found in Lierre Keith's book...The Vegetarian Myth. Food Justice and Sustainability
Kas Limaal, a concept given to her from a Mayan Elder. " Mutual indebtedness, mutual insparkedness. the knowledge that every animal, plant, person, wind and season is indebted to the fruit of everything else"
and i would change this little goat's name. Tonight her name is Kas Limaal. (but she answers to Magic)
my friend Jane will be here Tuesday. From Alaska. Tuesday to Friday. my daughter Jenny will be here. Tuesday through Thursday. my history and my present all in one place. Jane and i have been friends since we were 16 and 17. we were close by when our children were young. we have kept close, all the years since, even though seperated by long distances. So, to have my "before" and my "now" all within the same days will be Something. My guess is that we won't probably do this again. And there has been the urge to kind of..uhhh, spruce up. I'd had plans to repaint the bathroom, finally tile the kitchen floor. Things like that. Just the Usual that regular people do. But...what has happened instead is that i worked on the Noragi and then, knew i would at least need to Look at cloth, spent considerable time pinning things on the wall. Standing. Looking.
And i brought the fold up bed in from the Albatros shed. moved things around in the ROOM. and in doing this, i realized that i very much could use a
cloth
for company. I don't normally Have company. But here i am. and then in July and then in September, the not quite 3 year old SunnyDay/DarkNight (Julian) greatgrandson will use this bed. So, hey ho.
