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I am feeling neglectful of my blog — because I have been. My oldest brother was here last week for a visit and left today. He got me started on a boundary-fence building project in my back yard so I can claim my positive space away from a very negative neighbor (and his piles and piles of stinking garbage). Budget is extremely limited, so am tearing apart a broken down shed in the back and reusing every scrap of material for the fence.
It’s good to be outside in this warm spring weather. I’ll be able to sit in my back yard now and gaze at the sky as the brilliant moon glides westward. I plan to make some adobe blocks to add to my building project, and hope to create some garden space.
Truth be told, I am battling sadness and sorrow. I refuse to call it ‘depression’ though I know that it is. I have been watching my dreaming time, and true to my post, +DEPRESSION EVEN GETS OUR DREAMING TIME, my dreaming and my sleeping are not ‘right’ — or at least not like ten years ago. That fact is hitting me pretty ‘close to the bone’, and is not something I can tell myself I am imagining.
If, somehow, my dreaming-sleeping can improve, I will know it. I am hoping that I can find ways to be more peaceful with myself, more gentle, more accepting. I am working in that direction, anyway.
So, I just wanted to make the effort to write something here, even something small. I’ll include a picture of what I am ‘walling off’ as I set my back yard boundaries, claiming some private, peaceful space for myself where I can be outside, which is good for me and healing. I’ll post more pictures as the job progresses!
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Yes, Lisa. Years ago when I spent a few months visiting my brother when he lived in Ashland, OR I met an amazing Apache elder. She owned a string of self-maintaining storage locker units as well as her own semi trailer. She traveled the nation, following the call of Spirit, bought houses/land and stayed until she healed the spot.
When it was time to move on she packed all her household belongings in the trailer, hired a driver-tractor and moved on.
Right here where I am, I don’t have the resources to beautify and clean up the surrounding area, but I can follow Josie’s lead and work to heal this piece (peace) of land where I live as the work and the land heals me. I am dragging 150′ of extension cord (that I am fortunate to have as a resource), my power drills and a box of screws out to the southeast corner of my newly forming fence line and going to work.
Yes, Lisa. Years ago when I spent a few months visiting my brother when he lived in Ashland, OR I met an amazing Apache elder. She owned a string of self-maintaining storage locker units as well as her own semi trailer. She traveled the nation, following the call of Spirit, bought houses/land and stayed until she healed the spot.
When it was time to move on she packed all her household belongings in the trailer, hired a driver-tractor and moved on.
Right here where I am, I don’t have the resources to beautify and clean up the surrounding area, but I can follow Josie’s lead and work to heal this peace of land where I live as the work and the land heals me. I am dragging 150′ of extension cord (that I am fortunate to have as a resource), my power drills and a box of screws out to the southeast corner of my newly forming fence line and going to work.