friday up to earthdance
(hello, keith and lani, and amazing new farmers shauna and howell!)
beautiful land, shining faces
hello massachusetts
and goodbye again on saturday
but first
a magical mystical nature walk thru the rain
inspiration to live fully, even to the city dwellers
thanks justin
silence and loudness
can you hear the birds as they speak to each other thru the mists?
we are the birds speaking to each other thru the mists too
and then kalyan's new farm
not yet named
not yet planted
but all in progress
and oh so beautiful and amazing and utterly
inspiring
inspiring
so full of love and magic and
hope
filled with joy and hope
mmm
off to vermont!
where cars have congregated
with people inside
at camp neringa
for a weekend powwow
us, for a few hours
of hello lovely mira and efan and other
beautiful old friends and acquiantances that i don't remember
but have still touched my life!
bluegrass music never fails
to make me swing
in the morning bright and early
grey rather
it's been grey all throughout
new england is beginning to feel like a
big grey temple tent
with green trees like greenish clouds
hanging above my head
above the grey
that envelopes all
zooming bak down
freeways and traffic
as ingwe tells stories of leopards in jungles, on cd
and we trade raunchy teenage jokes
that bring us back to summers past
and i sleep with cold wet muddy feet plastered against
the breathing window
(or are my feet breathing)
feeling the hartbeat pulsation sensation
in my little pinky toe
soaring to
back down back down
to connect i cut
for new england primitive skills gathering
where me and justin first met
last summer
and i haven't seen many of these people for a full year
and i realize just how much changes
and how much does not
and what?! i am still here in connect i cut
and am not yet cut
but not quite connected either
but am more and more realizing that
i
am
(something
un
stable
yet quite
grounded
also)
