Cracked Egg

So my family has been here in Taos, NM visiting me for Thanksgiving.  We're all staying at the Phoenix Earthship, the cream of the crop Earthship with tons of food growing space.  So Didu was making breakfast and suggested Sumo and I go out to the chicken coop to check for eggs.  Woohoo!  Sumo loves checking in on the chickens. 

One egg laid.  Sumo harvested.  And then dropped the egg.  As soon as the egg cracked, the chickens rushed toward it and began pecking like mad.  Apparently they wanted breakfast too.

the American Dream

vertigo, vertigo.

I've been in Florida a whole week now. Computrice killed my last post, which was full of references to gratitude. Now that Thanksgiving is over I'll make references to animals instead. I woke up an hour ago, early, at my mom's house, fed the dogs and wrote for awhile. It's hard to write when Jasmine and I are together all the time. It's hard to write about family when you're used to writing about it far, far away.

My grandmother spent Thanksgiving making people cry, scaring the baby, and claiming under her breath that the food might be poisoned.

Toad and I move to the Little House on the Hill Wednesday. I'm nervous but excited. I've never been a rent-paying person before, and am still looking for a full-time job. But when Jasmine and I went over to visit the other day we met some very nice goats. Also, bees! In a top-bar hive. Noah has no worries and lifted the bars out to show us honey and larvae. They were mellow bees. There were mellow chickens too. I wish I knew more about everything. I'm humbled by folks like him. Can't wait to work with all these super nice farmers.

My mom took us to an estate sale yesterday to look for a cast iron skillet. It was full of gadgets and pyramid schemes-- piles of FAT BURNING VITAMINS ($5 each- "really works" the sign read) and lots of nautical knicknacks. The people who lived there were smokers and lovers of animal print towels. Lora the Liquidator presided over the festivities. Is this our suburban metaphor for the rotting of the carcass and the breakdown into component parts, decomposing bacteria? The house picked clean by similarly hungry strangers.

Anyway, that's what's been on my mind.
<3

Soul Landscape

I am a black kitty with a coat of sunshine.  Sometimes my claws come out and other times I simply don't have any.  I'm a big girl and a baby.  And I was there by the tree...

Will you dance with me while white petals swirl around us?  Bright white lights where we touch become explosions of color. 

When I overanalyze, you remind me of what's inside.

Imagine peace.

Occult Feelings

What is this feeling?  Then that feeling?  Is it me?  Someone else?  It just is.  Energy.

Mystery's the glue that keeps science alive.  Questions.  Hypotheses.  Theories.  Answers? 

Direct action from feelings.  They must mean something.  Subjective/objective/existence.

All-American Dinner

Today, when I came home earlier than usual from work, my HIVE housemates were hanging out in the sun room.  Seth was there too.  It smelled wonderful.  Couldn't pinpoint what it was. 

"Seth was there?...What was he doing at the HIVE???" asks Dan.

I was wondering the same thing.  It was nice to chat about winterizing my home with someone who's been working on Earthships and wintering in Taos for so long.  He left after a little while to go home and order construction materials for the Santa Fe job in December.

After hanging out for some time, the housemates decided to have dinner-in-front-of-the-T.V.  What a treat!  Chefs Zarzo and Cowgirl T whipped up some Paella, Kris got the rolling papers, and set up Half-Baked on his MAC.  It gets cold in that room at night, so we shared blankets on the couches.  lots o' laughs!

Profundity

Today was a lovely and busy day at the Earthship Education Facility.  Lots of curious, patient people waiting for answers and assistance with their merchandise.  There was a theme of people wanting to get involved in building today.  I love it when people want to build self-sustainable homes with solar compost toilets or otherwise.

Profound question for the day:

What is the most important thing you've learned working here?

Hmmm....

What it means to do something for the greater good.  There will always be interpersonal dynamics and things I could complain about like living out of a cooler for half a year.  But they're all so trivial compared to doing amazing things together for the planet, for each other, and for ourselves.  You learn to set your ego aside and just love doing really amazing things together.

I am paraphrasing myself, but I hope you get the general jist.

A perfect day for ramblefish

Dude. I'm driving to Florida tomorrow. After spending most of this year feeling at odds with...not my environment per se, but with the untenability of my long-term existence here, as much as I wish I were from the Midwest, and could claim and love all the geeky stereotypes and post-industrial possibilities [LONG ASIDE] I'm going back home. ish. And scared, mostly about finding a job but also about the other things that go along with living somewhere, like making friends, having "hobbies"-- unless you are some JD Salinger character, who eschews hobbies for meditation and passions and a singleminded focus on using all one's cleverness to understand suffering-- I always read Franny and Zooey and Nine Stories during times of transition. They're the books that somehow never get packed until the last moment.

Please, if you are reading this post, participate in the following survey: Is is pronounced zoo-ey, as in the place with the animals, or zo-ey, like the somewhat common name (zoe, sometimes with an umlaut (sp?))

well, notes on the journey, after the journey. Practicing a healthy dose of worry magic.

framing questions

what does it mean to be broken?//what does it mean to deconstruct?

fantasies and phantoms

Foresee a future filled with hopes and dreams. 
The forecast calls for action; 
Days of sunshine, rain, and snow. 
Everything we need to grow
on Earth.  Stand your ground,
spread your wings and sing. 

Tales of goats and greens
Shall keep us going on the cloudier days
Of Love
and role playing roller coasters.

Breathe.

Simply being is enough.

welcome

an integrity must come back to a body, and from thence, into a world, a world where a body can adore another one, or the sun, or a part of a thought under it, or the night.

-ariana reines, the cow, p 56