Don't know if you relate, but this has been a season of incredible contrasts and colorful weavings pour moi. To move across the American continent, from Atlantic to Pacific and back to Atlantic has the dimension of a mere sidebar in my existence. Most people would consider that a major feat, but no, me? I am taking it in stride, almost accepting that bi-coastal is just another daily event that seems -- as my friend Larry calls me --paranormal. I like that. It helps to illuminate the practicality of a mystic's life. Anyway, how to manage consolidation of 2 coasts; cars, furniture, papers, insurance, phones, friends, taxes and addresses is a beauty of a challenge which, in the end beckons one to think of it all as simply stuff. And one thing we all know is that there is plenty of stuff everywhere here in the northern hemisphere. You can easily come by it. And you can't let it rule you in an atmosphere so magical as the Catskill mountains -- or for that matter anyplace you love. I think it is only really dominant when you lack love, appreciation, and harmony in your life.
Here I am Pixleyless, meaning without a daily teacher (3-year old grandson) of the joyful life. Think about it, what adults do you know who get together for the express purpose of playing, exploring how totally amazingly beautiful life really is?? Not too many. Mostly we get together to either dull our senses or discuss who is sick, who is lacking money, who is breaking up, rather than using our creative energies and imaginations to build our dream realities, to love colors, textures, images, feeling things and each other and smiling and laughing with each other. We (the human race), have really let ourselves fall into a silly rut.
Call me a Pollyanna, but I have noticed that my imagination is the most powerful force in my life and when I can figure out what I want I always (100%), completely get it. So if I am using my imagination to picture war and children starving, I get it (which I no longer do). And if I use my imagination to see in my mind's eye, beautiful children having fun, or harmonious adults enjoying life in a harmonious environment (which is something worth concentrating on), then I have that experience. So imagine if people all over the globe were doing just that. It could make a huge difference. (More about the law of attraction in a few days)
Take the Sheep and Wool event in Rhinebeck last weekend. Not only did I see some of the best cared for sheep, goats and rabbits, but the people who presented their work there were some of the happiest, peaceful, productive and enjoyable folks I have ever seen. We are talking multi-talented agrarians who take great photos, weave divine textiles, network brilliantly, dye with plants and do things everyday that most of us would give our eye teeth to be able to pull off. They take care of their plants and animals and have dedicated themselves to loving land, colors and texture. They may not have a Lexus in the driveway, but they are so successful! I dare to say more than most stars and billionaires. Why? They are living and enjoying stretched out, hopeful, endless natural TIME.
All in all, life here in the Hudson Valley, although there are the small villages and cities, is in a natural world where one can get away easily from hustle and go to water, mountain, forest, field and breathe in an ancient and blessed form of energy; fresh, pure, enlivened and sweet air. It blows around and keeps us all alive and makes the clothes on the line twirl wildly and the escaped leaves skip madly. In the music of the of the valleys and the aura atop the Catskills, the wind is stirring up our hope and gifting us all with caresses that pass through our skin into the depths of our bones, inspiring strength and stamina for a winter stretch. The message from the bones..... "Love me; love me for my cycles of bliss and my sadness, love me for my busyness and quietness, for my holding you up and for my letting you rest, love me for my blood making qualities, but most of all just love me for being here with you." Isn't this just like true friendship? I'm so grateful for my precious friends and for the bone people living deep inside my body. When you see all those skeletons hanging around..... think about them. They certainly outlast the flesh.
Here are some pictures from a recent walk at Mohonk with the wonderful Carol.je t'aime
