A Late Summer Dinner Party
posted by jm at 1:35 AM
Saturday, August 25, 2007
About Me
- Name: jm
I am a brilliant creation of the universe formed from the cosmic protoplasm sailing into eternity. I have two hands, two feet, a couple of great ears, and I'm clipping through life at a moderate pace; minding my p*s and q*s, crossing my t*s, dotting every i.
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16 Comments:
You lay such a lovely table jm. So inviting under the trees with the soft equinoctial light....
Afraid i will have to come as i'd like rather than how i am.
I have been hoisting logs onto the wood pile. All done. (slapping hands together) Nothing prettier than a few cords of wood neatly stacked under the Olive tree. Smells wonderful too.
_so then how shall i come?
Casual elegance, a bit of nip in the air at your altitude now? Perhaps the handspun wool vest in the multi shades of purples and turquoises. (of course i'm still knitting it but this is all as i want to come so it doesn't matter right?)
Tseka, what a pleasure. "As you would like" is what I was hoping for.
Matters not at all. We're works in progress, fortunately. A lot of work is needed in this case, so I'd better get my needles clicking.
The nip comes and goes. Tonight was very relaxed, soft, and warm, except for a shrieking woman I could barely escape earlier. But I'm recovered and doing what I love most this time of year. Listening to the crickets.
I'm gong to resume my life's work now that the planets are aligning... learning how to relax.
Pisces.
The full moon in Pisces is funny. Comes our anxiety, sorrow, and despair, along with the absurdity of our anxiety, sorrow, and despair.
It's ridiculous.
Learning how to relax - this is my focus now.
This vest is already a treasure. On the sleepless nights earlier this summer, i would slip out into the dark with my spinning wheel settle it directly in front of the air conditioner with the night sky an uninterrupted ceiling flowing outward and let the wool slip though my hands, mindless, soothing, until sleep could find me.
A new kind of anchoring.
It has been a strange few weeks among people i care for. Good for me to find my solid center, listen. Mostly.
Odd illnesses, next to death, then sliding back to health among some who are rarely sick. And it has been all very, very unusual start to finish.
I think things are just coming unstuck. Very old stuff.
Tell me. I feel an odd almost floating sensation today. The last week was painful and now, out of pain, and in another dimension.
Interesting about these unusual sicknesses around. Sometimes I think they are like stages a diver goes through coming up from the deep.
sickness is so fascinating.
The solid center is it. I do feel it closer. Isn't it funny? Our centers are almost like they are outside of us and we are searching for them.
It's all nutty.
The agonies of others swirl around then cut me like a knife. With that SN I get all mixed up. Is it my pain or theirs? Why am I involved?
The agonies of others swirl around then cut me like a knife. With that SN I get all mixed up. Is it my pain or theirs? Why am I involved?
I can identify with that...fellow One NN. My SN/descendant has been the focus of a lot of energy and soon to be eclipse.
That's right.
Any ideas?
I'm fully back on the relaxation thing. I see continually the too hard effort I make to relieve others' discomforts. I only end up making mine worse. I know there is a magic somewhere in there, and I'm in search once again.
It's amazing. It's as though I always have one ear cocked for the mext cry from the other, just to make sure I leave my central circle.
But I'll tell you. Your response to the post at Jazzrap hit the spot. I can stay in that center doing what I know is best. Hard habit to break, that run to the other circles. Doesn't help having a Mars in Libra.
Maybe I just have to keep moving. In and quickly out of the thorny thicket. Get it done, whatever the attempt is, and get out, rather than lingering thinking there is something more/other than what is.
I can't help but ask, "What are we looking for in others?" Something different or a reflection of ourselves?
The bee-line to the other is impossible to avoid for most, and yet they do nothing but fault them for this and that as if it's a surprise that people are disappointed. What do people hope for? Refuge from self I think. No wonder.
I can't help but ask, "What are we looking for in others?" Something different or a reflection of ourselves?
Or just clearly see the "fix" the other is looking for in us. We can hand it over.
For me it's the how...
You're right. And we can hand it over. I think the "how" varies and reveals itself as we go. This is a great reminder.
Also the "how' sometimes comes after failures, so maybe keep trying different approaches. People say they want the fix but often aren't quite ready so they tune a lot of it out. I try again. it gets lost again. I try again, it takes hold.
Again it gets back to forced results. Sometimes I panic when I see the runaway train come at me again after I thought the brakes were fixed. Sometimes they were fixed to a degree but it takes a little time for the full effect.
Really good point about the fix. This has made a difference.
Thanks for feeding me i always leave so full.
I'm too sleepy to be a very good guest. Better intentions than i am up to.
smoochies (juno style). I miss that woman at times like these.
Well, sleep well with the stacked wood in mind. It's been brief but productive tonight. Got some new thoughts percolating.
Yeah, juno.
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