Letter 5

Monday April 19, 1999

Today was the dream of the workshop with many meanings. It was like the Universe was dealing with me.  I was put into a situation and i had to respond, with an emotion, like anger, or sadness, or confusion.  if tried to figure out what was going on, there were all these factors that would appear that caused the situation and not logically.  but if i just responded with an emotion or an action, the dream pulled me off to another situation.  Bit like life really. i had a session this morning, and one of the chickens died.  maybe i killed it. 

i picked the dolphin medicine card today.  i picked monsterios and ice cream beans, and discovered custard apples on tree in the food forest, that i hadn't noticed before after a whole month.  i have tinea on my other foot now.  this evening is one of those perfectly rendered sunsets.  and Blue Knob is always pink at sunset, or the light is pink.  now i feel like i have sand in my eyes.  oh my god! i see the Sphinx!  for the first time.  The "nose" of the Sleeping Warrior is the ear of the cat-face, and it faces Wollumbin.

Tuesday:

not writing much per day, just little things now.  i am writing an account of Sphinx Rock.  it is six pages and not finished yet.  it is about 9:30am. 

much inner turmoil going on, and it is stuff that i hate writing about because i think no one wants to read about it.  i wonder why i am here, but i really know why.  and i wonder why i haven't left, but i really know the answer to that too. have you ever noticed that a body feels all of its feelings all at once?  right now i can feel pain,sadness, emptiness, vulnerable, joy, peace, happiness and love. but i can only talk about one at a time, or expresss about two at a time. there's joy and pain that can come out at the same time. and i know that the anger and the hatred are there too infuencing what i do so i can feel them too. and this is why i am here at KM.

There are tools everywhere that are like my loom and spinning wheel, that few people know how to use anymore.  and so they sit somewhere and look mysterious, or pianos, but they languish because they are not funcioning to their full potential, and they are sad. how much more so the magical articfacts of creation?  inside us all, we have a spiritual heart, which is the doorway to the Dreaming.  it is a tool, with many functions, and it languishes, when it is not open.  my letter writing sucks.

and now i have been cut off the unemployment benefit. it is very sunny today.

i murdered groundsel today and thought of all the evil things i would like to do to Monsanto, perpetrators of Roundup and genetic engineering.  and i saw a helicopter, they landed on the other side of the road to the driveway, they were looking at weeds.  i gave Nemi another HTML lesson, lit the fire for heating the shower water, picked ice cream beans, and made another picture for the web site.  finally found the feathering in paintshop pro, and played with the hard light and soft light blending.

Wednesday:

got up earlier this morning, sun wasn't up, and it is cloudy today, i've almost run out of stamps, this running out of time thing is bothering me again. i can plant somethings today. i suppose i see all this work to be done here, and i am not focussing on one job a a time.  hmmm.... interesting.  i've got cabbages and cauliflowers and shallots to plant out today, and there are ice cream bean seeds coming up in the food forest, and I can transplant them into the chook pen, if there are enough stakes.

i ended up digging up the beds instead, and left the soil to dry a bit more, the ground is still very wet, even though it has stopped raining every day. 

and i still can't get my buttons right.
how do i make a plaque button with engraved lettering with paintshop?
Jon might know because he uses paint shop.
now i am hungry.  time for porridge.
i made buttons, but they are too big,
so i have to make them again
and now, i can start typing up the trip up Sphinx Rock

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