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to let it be however long just going back to FEEL it and then it begins to tell you what it wants you to know. dont know if you can see, but upper right, the Essential Beings appeared and i thought...???? have nothing to do with this but they did and do. They say
go back.
go back to the Garden no matter how you think you feel. Just go back. OK. OK and OK.
my son and his family...his woman. his daughter, Giana. Her man, her father. Family vacation to Glacier Nat'l Park
Project 2025 advocates the sale of Public Lands for private enterprise.
it was Typepad last night. Just "wouldn't" and i gave up and went to sleep.
but i'm in the same place today. These numbers are from Sunday morning. They have changed but not significantly. This fire is the largest active blaze in the United States. It is expected to burn several more weeks, if not months sometimes expanding 5,000 acres an hour. It began in Chico, where Jenny lives. Often "weather" she has, moves to S. Oroville where Alyssia lives and then over here, East Oroville, the Hill. It could have come here but the wind blew North and we were spared. There are 4,000 firefighters. There are 4,400 people under evacuation orders within Butte County, my county. More than 8,000 in Butte and Tehama counties together. That's order. Warnings are another story. The Watch Duty app pings over and over all day, updating these numbers, updating "your" particular place by the map. What else should i say here? to make a point. ? the word inferno. I can say birds burn in flight.
before i moved here i didn't think much of California. California to me meant Hollywood, LA. Berkeley. to a New Mexican, well.... I had no clue what a large part of this state IS...VAST ELEGANT WILDLANDS . pure and untouched. It is incredibly Beauty FULL...it is beyond incredibly Beauty FULL. and this is climate Crisis. it burns. ...,
Fire has come nearby. It burned the town of Paradise. it has burned even more nearby in small wildland fires. I can drive to see that land, in maybe 10 minutes. But not like this...not so complete. VAST swaths of forest. and i am finding myself lost in the wondering about that. At some point, all will become still. It will be over. There will be a silence. something more than a silence. and then
things will Begin Again.
i am looking for the science of this. What?, exactly happens? What is first to animate?, to "come to life"" How does that happen? i want the SCIENCE of it because in that science, there is the story. of Beginning Again.
so...if you come across things you read or hear about this...please let me know. I'm limited to how much i can search. I will be grateful.
by the turn of events
i read and read and read....look, look, look. this is a once in a lifetime thing that's happening. i want to know it in all its variations. i want to understand what's happening. and the day goes so quickly.... i thought i had a lot of time and suddenly noticed that it was an hour till evening feed.....eeeee, noticed how i'd gotten lost in it all and i guess, wanting to claim at least a little of my own mind, i got the pencil and the drawing book
for an hour then, this. at first fast moving lines but then the pencil lingered and i grounded self here on this page. Have no idea what i was drawing, but the pencil knew. I'll wake up to it tomorrow.
once in a while i have moments of Absolute Clarity upon waking from a nap. Today. a Fire that cannot be contained in this time of climate crisis. 239,000 acres advancing at 4 to 5,ooo acres/hour In my mind, i see this. Understand this. My 78 year old self...both able and unable simultaneously. A laughing Woman poised on the brink of becoming president of these united states. young people .... who came of age during the pandemic HUNGRY for optimism. Snoop Dog carries the torch at the Paris Olympics. and on. All so very clear. and more. so very very clear.
for the second time the hottest day s ever recorded for Planet Earth this week
Alyssia brought a mist~er. it's up under the Morning Tree by the bench Jenny made where the kids make music. the 2 faux adirondack chairs. not far from the pile of logs from the fallen bough. Where one small and one larger lizard live. Even tho i wasn't planning to go there, i imagined they might like it so i turned it on.
the mourning doves came just before first light as usual calling back and forth to bring in the day and as i stitched those Kantha stitches lost in that repetition rhythm i realized that i was hearing that Whistle over and over...the wing whistle from the specialized feathers as air rushes through them on take off and landing at the mister. it's been 105.
and this morning i listen NPR about California's newest state park. Dos Rios is supposed to flood ~ it's a floodplain, recently transformed into California's newest state park. It opened this summer, emerging among the neverending rows of agriculture the valley is known for. It's a lush 2.5 square miles now bursting with hundreds of thousands of native trees, bushes and animals. River otters, beaver and water fowl. Dos Rios, named for the Tuolumne and San Joaquin rivers that meet at the edge is the first new state park in more than a decade." it goes on...i'd put it all here if i could, but you can go find it if you want to . I hope you do. it is also a place where the Northern Sierra Miwok tribe have created a 3 acre Native Use Garden...in consultation with the Basket Weavers Association who " put together planting palettes of native plants..like a mood board for plants that would be beneficial to the habitat, but also for Indigenous medicinal and cultural practices."
NPR July 25 California's newest state park is like a time machine Jonaki Mehta, Christopher Intagiata and Alisa Chang
as the morning went along, it happened....the lizards .....back and forth...at first, hesitant but then not at all.
Beginning Monday the 29th, Joy Reid MSNBC 6pm for the entire week will devote her shows to reading through Project 2025 with and for us. one of the things proposed is to sell off public lands.
i have till August to be ready.
that placket....for the Magic buttons....the cloth of the dress so thin, so Light, so hardly there. How would this work? , those buttons? I glanced over at this shirt, this square of Kantha that was put just for beauty on the back of the shirt...just for beauty but i picked it up and feel the substance it gives
so the placket is half stitched with Kantha stitch. I hope to finish tomorrow. I thank you, Jude, for these
skills
that continue on, even tho the Need for them has changed.
wouldn't it be
ironic
i grin ear to ear. just the thought of it. A woman. a woman of color and originS. wouldn't it be ironic.
maybe the meek can inherit the Earth
needed a placket. Magic Buttons have weight.
i had off handedly wished for a Therapy Group to work through all i'd not become. said that and then in conversation here, we would need a facilitator and
Wendy, Wendy Golden Levitt, appeared Out of the Blue and said i'll do it. Gathering at the Well. We have gathered.
It's been one year. August, we begin a new round. While the world seems to be falling apart, we are mending ourSelves together, our Selves, eachOther and i begin this round with all my loose ends of
grief
shame
Joy
Magic
These two dresses are my "uniforms" for this. worn with Purpose. The Leaflitter dress with Magic Buttons The Michelle dress. As i wear them, i 'll know more.
Things are coming fast. When you learn how to Ask, it seems to happen like this. Things appear, things find themSelves, things Present in oh so singular moments, say LOOK! Here!, where i've been all along! Waiting for you!
