I pray that the touching I’ve done to others was always meant well and caused no harm.
This life might well be a training course…. a classroom to learn how to really live.
We are all just students…. and we learn from watching others, and from trying to rectify our mistakes.
How much better not to have to write on the chalkboard. Live right as you can manage.
And we can all do much better than we think is likely.
Gott sei dank.
My mom passed in Nov a year ago and a great a best cousin friend a couple yrs ago. I’ve been seeing them alot the past 3 wks, at first I woke terrified because For some reason I wasn’t ready to go. I’m truly ok with it now, I think I’ve seen everyone that “still need to share or have me share some lasting thing with me.” Mom and cousin are pretty much daily and continue to smile encouragingly at me. Sometimes I tell my sister X and X (redacted) these things but they don’t get it. I’ve done everything that can be done to make their transition better. All my papework is done along with my paying for cremation early and even did my own obit, nothing is left in my name now. How much more can I do. Hospice called couple weeks ago and wanted to know if I’d like to talk to a spiritual counselor, I said sure if he doesn’t talk “religion.”. What a great guy he is. After we chatted a bit and I told him some things about myself and my firmly planted belief in God, he said I was more ready than he could imagine. I am right with God and have accepted it all, now i’m just waiting and wishing I didn’t have to say goodbye to another person…. that is the worst part of this whole thing.
It surely has been a pleasure knowing you this little bit. Of course I’ll recognize and hug you when you get there, just don’t be in a shirt and tie love you bunches
”Growing Your Own Food Is Like Printing Your Own Money!” ~Ron Finley
“You’d be surprised what soil can do if you let it be your canvas!” ~Ron Finley
A TED Talk with Ron Finley, an artist who installs food gardens in South Los Angeles.
He describes how he got in trouble with the city for planting the strip between the sidewalk and street with vegetables.
John from ‘Grow Your Greens’ interviews Ron Finley at his home/garden
A program like this can make a positive impact on a rural family.
Odd how we know this is true for other people, but our own government does not allow us to do this in the USA. Yes, it is true that a person cannnot (in general) really raise a cow and sell the milk legally…. to sell milk requires a great deal of governmental approval and oversight for ‘the health of the people’….. We talk of the unwillingness of Americans to work, and we’ll talk of how our own grandparents raised pigs, cows, orchards, vineyards, sold eggs and raw milk and meat from a shed where they butchered animals. But we don’t speak of how in the ‘modern agribusiness climate’ we must have a separate license and permit and training and sanitary facilities to be allowed to any of those processes. And with the ‘economy of scale’ that results from legislation, people are forced to curtail any activity that does not adequately pay for the cost of expenditures required by law. Therefor we end up with pig factories with 50,000 pigs, not a weed or garden in sight, and the family buying their porkchops from the butcher.
After a while you learn
The subtle difference between
Holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t always mean security
And you begin to learn
That kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes ahead
With the grace of a woman
Not the grief of a child
And you learn
To build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow’s ground is
Too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way
Of falling down in mid flight
After a while you learn
That even sunshine burns
if you get too much
So you plant your own garden
And decorate your own soul
Instead of waiting
For someone to bring you flowers
And you learn
That you really can endure
That you are really strong
And you really do have worth
And you learn and you learn
With every ‘good-bye’ you learn
Our minds hold most of the success or failure of our lives.
Your mind can determine your attitude.
Your attitude will have almost complete control over your future.
Learn to control your mind, and you will learn to control yourself completely.
Control over one’s own life and destiny is the greatest power.
In California, we depend on the rain to replenish the groundwater we pump during the summer. The rain also brings forth many native plants that are either annuals or drop their leaves in summer. The hills become like a giant crumpled green blanket, the folds of the hills where water drains thickly forested with oaks. We have rain forecast every-other day in the next ten days. This is almost perfect weather conditions for the young grasses and forbs starting out life. Right now the sprouts are tiny, having just started sprouting the last month, but a week of showers and warm sunshine will lead to luxurient growth, and a heavy seed fall in springtime when the native plants yield their grains and seeds. I spoke yesterday with a fellow nearby who wants to farm starting next year…. I told him to go and scatter annual ryegrass on his two acres that he plowed last spring, “sow it now while we’ve got this rain coming in, it’ll sprout now, the conditions cannot really be more perfect than now!”…. “but” he demurred “I need to get the sprinkler system in in the springtime and don’t want to plant anything until it’s in”… he didn’t seem to ‘get’ that a cover crop is not only easy to do when the ground is out of production, it is in fact a good crop to improve the land…. without it his soil is open to the wind and rain all winter…. in the spring when he digs his trenches he can mow the ryegrass beforehand and trench right through it…. in fact, the ground will be less muddy and challenging to work with plants over the top of it….. I think the point of this rambling discourse is to impress upon folks the fact that you can work WITH nature much easier than working against nature. The forces of nature are simply too large to push into bodily…. Force cannot conquer a gale, you have to find ways around, over or under things… or simply do them at the opportune time… but these all require research, planning and preparation. If the weather says there is ten days of sprinkles and you have no ryegrass seed, you can’t plant. So it all takes some looking around, thinking, and even more, listening to folks who have been doing it for a bit. Not everything anyone says will all work in one’s own circumstances, so you still have to ‘toggle’ inputs and expectations to reflect changing conditions. The main thing is to keep aware, thinking, and above all, listening.
Terrace P(a) with the grass of winter growing heavily
It seems to me the mind is like a terminal board…. and most folks have most of the wires running between the terminals properly for the most part…. everyone has a few wires crossed leaking energy onto other wires when they are activated.. sometimes there’s a wire not connected at one end and it’ll slip around sometimes touching a terminal, triggering it… some terminals have multiple wires and are super-charged… those give exceptional abilities to that terminal… this might be good or bad impulse…. also those wires mean another terminal that either has no wire so has no function evident, or has an improper wiring…. the schematic is pretty complex…. it’s a giant file system…. each terminal connected to a folder leading to a trigger of an event, or an ability, thought or impulse…. are the papers inside filed correctly? In order and easily retrievable? What substances or thoughts might try to push those papers down? What cuts the wires? What makes splices?
Good electrical tape is worth its weight in gold when you really need it.
Natalie Merchant reaches deep and finds some of the dark depths we all have…
they say a deep-water fish should not be brought up….
should we plumb the depths of our own souls?
How deep can we go before it is too dark….
darkness within darkness
enfolded within enigma and riddles,
half truths and distortions of the abyss
Watch your time and depths….
don’t tarry, or narcosis is the result
and when you stare into the abyss,
you may not see what is looking back into your own depths
the eyes mirror the soul
keep yours bright
know the dark,
but keep to the light
polish the glass to your soul
so the light can shine in
‘I May Know The Word’
I may know the word, but not say it I may know the truth, but not face it I may hear a sound, a whisper sacred and profound but turn my head indifferent
I may know the word, but not say it I may love the fruit, but not taste it I may know the way to comfort and to soothe a worried face but fold my hands indifferent
If I’m on my knees, I’m begging now if I’m on my knees, groping in the dark I’d be praying for deliverance from the night and into the day but it’s all grey here
it’s all grey in here but it’s all grey to me
I may know the word, but not say it this may be the time, but I might waste it though this may be the hour something move me, someone prove me wrong before the night comes with indifference
if I’m on my knees, I’m begging now if I’m on my knees, groping in the dark I’d be praying for deliverance
from the night and into the day but it’s all grey here but it’s all grey to me
I recognize the walls inside me I recognize them all I’ve paced between them chasing demons down until they fall in fitful sleep enough to keep their strength enough to crawl into my head with tangled threads they riddle me to solve again and again and again