website up!

I’m very excited to announce that the website is up and running.

Many thanks to my big brother Aaron who tirelessly worked to get it up! You can visit him here:


In the garden the St. John’s Wort is flowering, the mullein is flowering, the Nan King Cherries are ripe, the mulberries are being eaten by the birds faster than I can snack on them, we got to eat zucchini fresh from the garden (yay for the wonders of cold-frames) for breakfast, and our black cat is shedding like mad. Life is good.DSCN6701DSCN6675

what am I doing? and why would you care?

It was the question that led me to grab my computer and bring it across the street to my parent’s house to link up to the wonderful world of the internet. Email and Facebook are easy solutions to the question until it is cool enough to go back outside and plant the blackberries that really need to get into the ground.

I just started to read “Plenty: Eating Locally on the 100-Mile Diet” by Alisa Smith, J.B. Mackinnon. I sense a theme in my reading choices though not in all my eating choices. The non-local joy of the month is coconut! The local joy of the month is lettuce and arugula and eggs and last year’s frozen peaches.

What am I doing? And why would you care? I’m not sure about the caring part. It’s a question that keeps coming up around this compulsion to blog and I have no good answers. When I teach creative writing, I tell the students that no one else lives their life or thinks their thoughts and so capturing them is a good and useful past-time. Maybe that’s enough. I like to hear other people’s versions of reality, so might as well share my own. . .

As for the what am I doing – today, I watered the garden and weeded the lettuce and thinned the arugula and ate a lovely local breakfast (eggs, kale, bread baked locally – though not grown here). I’ve sketched and washed a lot of dishes. I put a batch of Téj (Ethiopian honey-wine) in to ferment and have a batch of kombucha cooling on the stove. I napped – always a worthy past-time if you ask me and now internetting.

And still the question, what am I doing? The answer is presented by my mother, go and see the new born chicken. Freshly hatched today. Yes. Cute. Very cute and wobbly. Black on top and yellow underneath.

At the cranio-sacral session I had last week, her recommendation was to rest into beingness as often as possible for as long as possible. Easier to check my email. My father recommends:  but I haven’t made the time to check it out.

Right now in the garden it is time for harvesting red clover blossoms and alfalfa. Both have lots of good vitamins and minerals to offer. Pick and dry on a screen in a dark dry place and then infuse with boiling water for 8 hours for full minerals.

communication with nature

Communication implies an exchange of information, thoughts, ideas, feelings. It is not just me informing the kale I am going to harvest, it is waiting until I get a sense that it’s okay before I begin.Sometimes I take the time, sometimes not. I like the experience and myself better when I do.

Do I believe communication is possible, yes. Do I get clear, long treatise from my peach tree, no. But some people have reports of doing so, such as Machelle Small Wright in “Behaving as if the God in All Life Mattered”.

In “The Deva Handbook,” author Nathaniel Altman says this, “Developing our five acknowledged senses – sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch – is essential if we yearn to commune with nature’s subtle forces. It is not unlike needing to have a sensitive antenna and other electrical equipment if we want to receive television transmissions. If the station emits a given frequency, our antenna needs to resonate with this frequency or our television set will be blank. By the same token, sensitivity is necessary for us to resonate with the energies transmitted by the members of the subtle realms.”

If you’d like to try communicating with nature you can start with a tree or place you love or a dandelion. Alicia, my herbal studies teacher, recommends dandelions because they are friendly and will be happy to introduce you to their friends.  If you happen to be in the woods in the fall, I just heard a recommendation to begin the conversations with the amanitas (don’t eat them unless you know what you’re doing). They can help point you towards the tasty edible mushrooms.

I just finished reading “Talking with Nature” by Michael J. Roads. A story about the author’s journey into communication with the larger world around him.

At first he expresses his confusion and doubt about the conversation he is having with the natural world. Then, as he opens to the experience, he expresses this, “If this is an illusion I am experiencing with Nature, if it is all imagination – then it’s okay. I like it. Who can make me a better offer? Polluted food and air? Is that better? To maintain a belief in death, fear, greed? Are they better? A dogmatic religion with a judgmental God? Is that better? My experience is uplifting, expanding, loving, creative, intelligent. Who can offer me a better reality or illusion? If I feel a great love toward Nature, and I feel love radiating to me from Nature, who has a better illusion to offer? If I feel compassion and love for humanity, if I am happy doing exactly what I want to do, who can offer me more than this?”


This weekend at Mill Lake in Fossil Ridge Wilderness, I asked for wisdom/messages from Nature. The reply was – “What you seek cannot be given in words – receive THIS offering (indicating the wholeness of the moment).” Peace. Stillness. Choicelessness.


Well dearies,

say an extra prayer and check your car keys before you lock your door, it seems to be that sort of a day. Just a little bit cosmically fuzzy.

At least for my family, and as soon as it hits more than just me, it makes me think it’s a larger pattern.

So, here’s a prayer for simple living. Here’s a prayer to deep breaths that help us stay centered. Here’s a prayer to the glory of the sun and the beauty of the sky and the complexity of the larger cosmos.

And a quote from Rob Brezsny (it’s Taurus’s astrology reading, but I think it is appropriate all around): In *The Book of the Damned,* Charles Fort revealed one of the secrets of power. He said that if you want power over something, you should be more real than it. What does that mean? How do you become real in the first place, and how do you get even more real? Here’s what I think: Purge your hypocrisies and tell as few lies as possible. Find out what your deepest self is like — not just what your ego is like — and be your deepest self with vigorous rigor. Make sure that the face you show the world is an accurate representation of what’s going on in your inner world. If you do all that good stuff, you will eventually be as real and as powerful as you need to be.


So, here’s to realness!!! More real than fuzzy communication. More real than car trouble. More real than forgetting things.



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