The Garden 'round Sunset

It was so quiet walking in the garden this evening. I can't stop being amazed at how prolific it has been this year, exploding with growing things everywhere! Planted zucchini that just keeps on giving, and the Butternuts will soon be ready for harvest. The tomatoes have finally fruited, very late this year, but still abundant. The cukes are finishing up, and I have had "volunteers" all over the place: lots of chard, sunflowers popping up, tomatillos that I didn't even plant this year, these are from seeds planted at least three years ago! The tulsi plants (holy basil) came back and I've still got Meyer Lemons fruiting; the bush has been flowering and fruiting almost non stop, one crop after another. I decided last year to use mulch everywhere in the style of a "Back to Eden" garden and it is paying off marvelously. But there's something else; something subtle and not in this dimension. There are beautiful presences everywhere in this garden, they feel glorious and WILD. I can't see them with my eyes but they are very palpable. I invited the Good Folk to be welcome to my garden and I think they are here, and I am grateful for their company.

It's May! It's May!

It's May! and it has been for almost 14 days now. But today FEELS like May. It's a warm sunny day, the garden right outside our front door is all shiny from the dew in the early morning. I got up at 4:30 AM this morning to help our friend Jesus repair a small hole in the eaves of our roof where we think some bats have been sojourning. This way we closed up the hole before they could come back to roost for the day. At least that's the theory, but I'm pretty sure they weren't inside. I have been meaning to get some "Bat Boxes" to put up in a couple of redwood trees that border our property, this way they're far enough so as not to expose us to any possible rabies (rabies from bats has been reported in our area), and close enough to provide some very nice insect pest protection. Everybody wins: The bats get dinner and we aren't "bugged". It's all good!

An Interesting Dream

It started with my being in a Chinese restaurant. When the food came, there on my plate was a live fish! Beautiful interference gold/pink in color, and looking at me with such sad eyes. I ran into the kitchen, grabbed a large glass tankard full of fresh water and placed the fish in it. Deciding that would not be enough I wrote a note which said:
"Hello, my name is Bertram. I am an ancient breed of Chinese Carp. Please don't kill me! I could live to be over 300 years old. Try the pike instead." I think that Bertram may have telepathically dictated the note to me, and having thwarted death, had a bit of a sense of humor.

Then the dream switched (as dreams will do) to a residence with sliding glass doors.
I was on the inside looking out at a small girl with blond pigtails, and several half grown pug puppies, surrounded by menacing rattle snakes.
My dilemma was getting the girl and puppies through the glass sliding doors without letting the snakes in as well.
I then woke up, which means I don't know what happened to them.

Holly Moon, day 29

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I had the most delightful of dreams the other night, where I sat in a “cosmic café” with my late cousin Charlie. While we sipped on our espressos (the best I’ve ever had in this or any life, and I could still taste it when I woke up!) we had a nice time catching up and hanging out. He looked great; young, happy, so different from the last time I saw him.
I had such a distinct feeling of joy, it was so good to see him! There we were, and I asked him how it was on his side of things. He smiled and said “It’s multidimensional!”
I love these kinds of dreams. They seem to affirm continuation and hope. They hint at just how huge the big picture is and how there are so many dimensions, worlds, places, people, even universes. It’s multidimensional, and those of us here on this side of things can learn so much just by having open minds and hearts. I look forward to more visits to the cosmic cafe'!

Saturday, 15 April 2006

I'm working hard on not seeming so "spiritual".
I'd rather be real.
It's hard to be real; it's a moment by moment descision to be forthright, honest, authentic, and Damn! I get tired, really exhausted sometimes with the effort.
It would be so easy to pretend; to say all the woo woo stuff, the right words, mannerisms, to LOOK so "spiritual", so, "above it all". Leaves a gritty taste in my mouth. Phooey!
Truth is an anointing oil, sweet honey poured over our lives, with just a touch of vinegar to keep us self searching, taking inventory, keeping us honest. Hmmm, a cosmic vinagrette!
Pass the mustard!

Yew Moon, Day 4

I think my spiritual teacher was whispering in my ear last night:

"You were born here on this weary beleaguered planet to be a loving shining light in the midst of so much darkness. You have been gifted with a heart that seeks spiritual things, you have been touched by God living right there inside you. You are an ambassador of life light and joy. YOU are a precious gift to this planet to redeem it and heal it and by your continued presence to be a force for CHANGE."

Letter to a friend

Hello dear friend,

I appreciate your sending me that “silver refining” story. However, I believe it is in error with regards to the nature of God/Goddess/Source.
I do not believe in a God that chastises, tries, disciplines, “refines”, or punishes in any way. Remembering that Job was not tried by God but by the Adversary. This is an arbritrary concept conceived by a tribal mentality that needed to have a vindictive, judgemental “God” who would punish their enemies as they went forth to conquer neighboring tribes. Interesting how it’s still happening today with certain nefarious individuals claiming that “God told them” to go make war with Afghanistan and Iraq and spread imperialistic corporate tentacles everywhere. This concept is in the same genre as the one that says if you prosper you must be “good” and if you’re poor you must be “sinning”. And again, today we have that same concept in action as the poor of the world continue to be exploited with “some individuals” justifying it because they “can”. This is not the God who created the Universe, created and LOVES all sentient beings residing in it, with no prejudice and playing no favorites or having any so called “chosen people”. We are ALL chosen, loved, equal. Certain people would have us believing otherwise, believing LIES.
I believe that God gave us soverign FREE WILL. We make choices that have consequences for good or ill in our lives. Suffering, “bad luck”, pain, illness, poverty, war, hatred, prejudice, are all outcomes of the choices PEOPLE make. To ascribe these things to God is to abdicate personal responsibility, an immature attempt to “get off the hook”…too many people do this these days, especially fundamentalists (of all religions). Sometimes shit just does happen as a result of the “human condition” (which is NOT sin).
I believe we are all evolving beings and I have hope for the “salvation” of EVERYBODY. To evolve is to learn and grow and continue. Learning from our choices (like if you touch a hot stove, burnie burnie!) learning from the consequences of them. “Bad” things happen in the world because we’re all evolving even on a global level. The reason things are shitty right now is that people with the power are making shitty choices and it is affecting all of us, even innocent people having nothing personally to do with those choices. Even global warming is a result of shitty (oily) choices.
So when “bad” things happen to you, when things don’t go “your” way…it’s not God arbitrarly moving you around the chess board of life like some helpless pawn, you need to look at the choices you’re making.
Are they generous choices or selfish ones? Are they for the highest good or just for yourself? Are you choosing anger over understanding, grudges over forgiveness? Everything I am saying to you, I am of course saying to myself. What else can I do. You see I am responsible for my choices as well.

Much love,