Into the Closet!

I've been digging for Soul.

Finding the path I flow through.

Descent into darkness -- I entered my Closet and swept out the poems. Alive, beings, alive they were. I don't know what else there is to find other than a path to the Future.

This is a test blog. This is my path.

Gardening and Production

How is the process of pursuing a community garden the same as producing a project?

Zev demos his life work here, the same as showing your best work in a production for the public – in a public production.

But it still a collaborative piece – and the Advisory Board is still the one with the biggest final decisions.

So choose them well.

"My Garden". – A place where the artist personally talks about his life and his work – and influences

Honeybees

So many people interested in honey bees. 

Me – I'm interested in honey bee habitat.

I'm going to build a garden for honeybees.

I'm also going to build a garden for tea – 

For herbs –
For sacred reflection –

But first, the bees...

(More to come…)

Connecting the Threads

Does our bioregion need gardening too? I know that people want celebration, meaning, and acknowledgment. I think of the way that the farmers work the soil hard, the big open spaces, the Tilder's waiting for seeds, one by one, to be planted and grown to feed those of us living densely need to nourishment too.

I want to support ecological consciousness in a way that connects, connects the languages, the languages of the different peoples, who are working this land we call the Southern Appalachians. 

People say they will get behind me if I roll out a performance troupe vision that includes a grounded acknowledgment of our region, the spirit behind life, the archetypes of soul under the work people do for the good of Gaia gardening. 

I think this means promotions, but it also means really getting in the spirit of doing this work. That means keeping organized the threads of the stories, and also knowing who else is doing what… I have some time to dedicate to myself in looking into this and researching my stories and community.

The doorway is the doorway that we are ever walking toward and from. 

The roses are the beauty of life.

There is both :-)

Reflections on soulful work and my life path

Had a vision dream of a tree deity this morning. I'm taking pictures of events, and looking at local groups who are like green works. 

Most mornings I notice I spend well in contemplation and action towards what I want to be doing. Sometimes this makes me late to appointments! 

I know my spirit has the intelligence to wake me up on time and time my life perfectly… Because she always does! My body falls back asleep sometimes though. And then when I go ahead anyway and work on what I need to that morning, I do become late for things. Plus there's the distractions… If you want to call it that.

And thinking about the long-term projections of life, and how I want to support that, and what that might look like, for me having a family, a woman, children, community…

And there's the things that I feel so called to do on any given day… It still has to do with networking my community region, knowing is doing what green and intelligent and soulful work,

If I didn't compromise a thing, right now, I'd be doing counseling… and work in the natural world for my health, and leading groups through soulful missions that also he'll and work actively in Earth health and repair – so that they could also tend their bodies, and feel a connection that meant more to them than just some narrow individualized plan.

What am I doing? I am working enough to pay my bills, I am dating a beautiful woman who matches the descriptions I have for a good partner, I am tending and interacting and feeding from and hopefully nourishing my community of people, I am performing, in cosmological and ecological shows… I honor my parents, although I did receive money from them again recently… and i am moving forward every day almost with the things I feel strongly compelled and called to do in the world!

I pray, give thanks and my altar, receive dream messages, intend to do beautiful things that unite community and people. I listen to the latest news and statistics on earth care and sustainability for us. Breathe deeply most of the time ;-) 

I do not keep to myself much anymore. I choose to move in love, and keep conscious what I have realized… December our teeth, beauty, depth of meaning and soulful action from my own source, and I suppose tending to some of the details is becoming less of a rigor for me since I see the benefits, and know that we almost do this.

About to go work in a vineyard, very very low pay, but a good companionship, memories of my childhood in the fields, fresh delicious wine and food, and a sweet masculine hippie man who is a good work companion.

Garden of Light, Garden of Life -- My Role as "Via Creativa" in the Cosmic Mass

It’s interesting how the universe moves at a speed that is different than my mind. 

I am doing things now that a few months ago I was asking for in my life. It’s true and wonderful — and while it may be true that what I am “asking” for right now is moved on past what I am actively doing in life. it is amazing to see that when I follow my “flow” of heart and fate, windows upon windows unfold for me in the future. 

Just finished a ceremonial performance dancing at a Cosmic Mass that a local center of worship was producing, I was 1/2 of “Via Creativa”, representing the generative creative force that occurs when “Positiva” and “Negativa” come together and push into “Transformativa”. The prayerformance was dance, song, chant, ceremony, grief, ecstacy, and trance. 

I think culture rocks to hear this kind of thing. 

I recall reading prechtel — and thinking of other cultures — which produce elaborate ceremonies for their people as a part of their “highest task in life”. It’s like, if we are fed and cared for — and even if we are not!! — we have to do something so creative, so sacred and beautiful and enriching and fundaentally reconnecting to what is beautiful and worth preserving in life. It gives us purpose, reinforces certain sets of convictions, releases stagnancy, enthralls and bonds. 

Flow and Form

I speak of flow and form. By flow I mean, the ever-unfolding pathway the Universe reveals -- a kaleidescope bridge between all moments, revealing always the unexpected which we flow into

And I mean by form, the order with which we imagine our world unfolding.

What sexual play! What an intriguing thing, the Mind wanting certain things, being open, aware, of certain opportunities -- and based on what! hat of these Wants are from stories, myths, talkes told and ingested, from boyhood, from culture, from expectations of and from others and of Self --

And then the Callings, from Source? Dare I name it that...

And then the Flow : that no things are truly controllable. Truly knowable. Plans made are shifted by the Better Mind -- the Universal Knower -- not always in accord with what I (the little I) who makes a guess...

and yet also, trying to Dance with the universal creator whose sliver of sliver of authentic Soul resides in this form in this body -- ungrockable eternally by the Mind that speculates and makes Best Plans each morning...

And yet we are flowed forward, re-plan, flowed forward -- until the Planning itself becomes just Flow...

and one day we perhaps let it go
Or perhaps joyful let it flow... such plans... such men...
such times as we thrive, love and laugh, dance in!