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.