Thursday, November 8, 2012

Flying over the Three Sisters


In IDAHO: 
All these mountains are geologically active. 

“It’s not that I don’t know what to do, it’s that I don’t DO what I know.” 
  --INNER GAME OF TENNIS,
    by W. Timothy Galwey

A song playing, “I’m waiting, I’m waiting for you…” over and over again…this goes on through the song.  It’s rather haunting. 

Passing over lines of electrics; It seems we ought to be able to generate our own electricity wherever we are!

In Hayden & Coeur d’ Lane Idaho 
June 21, 1997 Saturday morning
Here I am sitting outside in a white rental Jeep in the sunshine while Daniel is in the store; Cash & Blast.
I asked him, “Blast what?” feeling a bit nauseous over the thought of blasting some innocent animal’s life away when we have plenty of food.  We just stopped at a corner Farmers’ Market and I bought a beautiful live salad lunch with FLOWERS to eat in it.  It was a delicious meal too.
We went “fishing”; him catching and releasing after inflicting a memory of hooks on the fish, and me
Reading.
In the morning we had a long talk about healing---and the blessing of children on my own healing—because I HAD to look for answers and alternatives to poor health.
We had a re-hash-it drive.

Why do we find the sound of a mosquito so irritating?
Because it gives the same blood-sucking warning over and over...

The Cinderella Syndrome;
Wanting to be whisked away from hurts and the past fear, or ideas of others about you;
To be proven a “princess”—and to have a “prince” love us instantly and take us, no questions asked, into his palace; a very nice story.

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