more fully realizing, and maybe not really Realizing yet, the difference of the Making here. Now that Out Side has opened from the rain, from the continuing of familiar ways that a season of rain allows, or, encourages....Now that Out is most where Life takes place, in putting pieces together here today, i realized that it is Very different, the arrangement of How It Is on a ground cloth. No longer the defined figure upon lean and spare horizons. Looking here, there is forest. In certain places here, a kind of horizon can be seen, but it too is forested. Forest and Sky. I need to open to a different way of making. I don't know how to do that.
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