it has been an Odd day. I could use the word strange, but that has too much a sense of .....well, an ominous sense?, not ominous at all, but odd and strange. Not at all ordinary.
early this morning the word Claim came up. To Claim something. As i ready things here for Solstice of this year, this word, Claim is what rises. A time to Claim. Claim what. I don't know. I have NO idea. But claiming. it's about Claiming. Claiming, i think, in the sense of acknowledging relationship to, or maybe even love For. Or maybe Primary Importance Of. I don't know. It's a new thought.
Mo sent me a Mary Oliver....from The House of Light....Singapore. I took the book off the shelf and looked through the index to find this poem. Then turned back a page to a poem called Spring. About a Black Bear just risen from sleep and starting down the mountain. The entirety of this poem is as Mary O always is....Clear and Stunning, but it was just this one sentence that was IT.
"There is only one question: how to love this world."
and then the concept of Claiming. The word Claim.
I had fed the goats their evening grass hay a little while ago and soon after, it started to rain. Not a lot, just light, but they ran for cover. And i went back out to the Way Back and turned all 5 feed Bowls upside down over the feed. I've learned this. In the past, it would go to waste because they wouldn't eat it wet. This way, when the cloud burst moves, they come back and i turn the Bowls back up, pile the feed back in.
I just now, This Moment, did this. And as i was, the thought came....Claiming the Life that IS.
Not the life that is imagined, but the life that is happening. Happening.
Is this it? ? ?
i found this by the no freeze faucet when hooking on the hose for the Buck Goats. Could this being have actually LIVED here? or is it somehow here from somewhere else? And i noticed that there are actually NEW Iris shoots coming up. ?
am going to send Wendy's Kids this dog cloth. Some things to do, but it's pretty much It.
i took the face off this one and Look. SomeThing Else entirely. Maybe this is a kind of Claiming?
there would be dull, there would be Dark and there would be Light! Back and Forth.
