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still in michigan, still waitin for joel and charity's baby to come
out. havin alot of fun despite ourselves. corn maze, guerilla
elderberry gathering, freebox shopping, music, tattoos, dreams....it's
good. drove myself to see my blacksmithing guys the other night. sure
miss those sweethearts. hope i can find a pennsylvania (and then west
virginia) group as rough n tough and sassy as these ones. there's no
way that could be possible. went on to jackson to see old friends.
cruised into town and the heart was twinged with homesickness. who
knew. heart for those streets and those people and what was life like
a year ago. it felt good to feel.
saw the biggest and double rainbow of my life the other day so lovely. today having the best birthday of my life. it started with a phonecall in the middle of the night. i thought i might get one and getting one meant alot. i've lost track of how many times i've tried and almost--not quite--died on this day of the year. and having friends that remember that and have done that themselves sure does help. slept in cuz tired from talking, got up smiles and friends, then breakfast out. were short on cash so i ended up paying for mine. ha! close talks, another old friend, tonight a one of my favorite beer and homemade oatmeal raison peanutbutter-chip cookie ice cream sandwiches. how do you continue after a day like this?
is good to get online and look up stuff--me and a friend signed up for WWOOF a couple weeks ago (world wide opportunities on organic farms) and i haven't even gotten a chance to cruise the directory for likely farms.
me plans for PA: working at a gas station down the road as much as possible. it's close (no gas needed) i can save money and stay busy. volunteering at a rehabilitative riding stable twice a week and on saturdays: stay busy and get my horse fix. plus they'll probably fall in love with me and realize oh what-do-you-know we do have a paid position available. and doing odd jobs around my grandparents house in exchange for blacksmithing or tinsmithing tips. and find a blacksmithing group to hang out with, and a source for coal. what's the common thread in all this: stay the hell away from spare time. that's the key. otherwise i'll nuts out and fall in a hole, like usually happens when i'm home for more than a couple days.
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| if i make my bed in hellbeen pretty sure now is the time for personal development and the return of early desires. (=blacksmithing, horses) and knew that would look quite a change from the past numbers of years. self focusing. but my last times on the bus had become empty because personally i had nothing solid to stand on. none of the things i see as important. (skills, time). i knew it would feel unsettling to let go that shining you-can-be-proud-of Purpose. working at ranch camp encouraged me hugely and made if for sure. even though just a paying job, for a huge place, teaching those kids and working with those horses and my hands and hot metal was as spiritual for me as ever the music. huge sign.
but us getting our own land? just seems weird. like maybe too much for ourselves. dunno. it is important for us all be together and how to do that working someone else's small farm...?
(The Summer Day by unknown)
i don't know exactly what a prayer is.
i do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
tell me, what else should i have done?
doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
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| girl went to cook county hospital today to see about getting my wisdom teeth out. got up at 5:30, got there in line an hour later. lotsa characters. first this dude in front of us asks if me and cindy are sisters saying we "favor" each other. nice and old fashioned. an that we're both beautiful. really, at 6:30 in the morning? definitely smooth. later this old dread dude walks by me and say "girl, you wearin that hat! it look good on you" or something like that. what i most remember clearly is the emphasis on wearin. cracked me up. later in another waiting room he was chatting up cindy while i was getting xrayed and he thought we were a couple. heh heh. one way to keep the guys off.
this really nice young indian girl dentist nurse got me set up and looked in my mouth, then got this more professional experienced dude. he's poking around in my mouth with a stick asking if i drink smoke and drugs then goes "where's your lip?" i sat for a second thinking huh? then realized he had asked what's on your lip. and then i remembered that last late night and spontaneous stick and poke! i told him "it says alive in the mirror" he didn't really respond and later i wonder if i made sense. as he filled out my chart me and the girl doctor caught each others' eye and i got the worst case of giggles i've ever had. snickering and shaking. felt like a naughty student in school. he left and the girl asked me what was it so i explained better to her, it's a tattoo that says "alive" backwards so i can read it in the mirror. except that it healed to mostly say "A VE" so that doctor dude was probably what the heck. hee hee. almost peed my pants.
scheduled to get teeth out the 22nd. getting put to sleep oh yeah. was gonna leave before that but i'll try to hang around. if raloo feels like she's gonna pop early though i'll take off and head to michigan for the baby. babies yeah!
freakin fun times with my family here. waiting on another friend, still stopped in washington but'll get a train any minute.
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working on black bands, gonna leave that "mom" there for a good long while..
we wanted to do two tattoos at once, just to say we did. well, we did. josh said it was fun while it lasted but probably never do that again. rich was shading lines on his neck and i did a hornet on his arm. the design came from a stencil carolyn made for him a while back.
again, just to say we did 
rich taking over for some shading
Treebeard
Balrog
hee hee
