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Spring sprang sprung. The clock is ticking. I've been diligently noting dates for a few weeks, counting down, and now we're a few days away from moving. D-3 to be exact. The gears are shifting...from a kind of reluctance and inertia (I dread packing), to activated let's-get-things-done. Things need to be put into boxes, thoughts and emotions and loose ends tidied up. J drops me off at the cafe…
Bear blog feels like an allotment garden. I imagine each one of us tending to a plot here. Sometimes we pass each other on the way to our plots. We stay awhile, we say hi, or not. We check out how each others' gardens are doing. Somewhere seeds are planted. Somewhere else maybe someone is pruning, watering, tinkering. Some gardeners come and maybe stay for awhile. Some come and go. Some go and…
Can't believe we're already in March. Lately, we almost always have one slice of blue sky per day. Mhmm, I've been keeping track. The longer days feel like such a relief. This evening after dinner, J remarks that he's been seeing more bugs in the house lately and promptly I announced - we're officially in Keichitsu ! The microseason when insects awaken! I have been quite the homebody this winter.…
I think self-respect 1 is seeing that you don't need assholes or damaging environments for self-cultivation. But being around assholes and staying calm tells me i'm doing something right with my healing work, my meditation, my xyz practice. No. It worries and pains me sometimes when I hear people I care about say that they're staying in an unhealthy situation out of principle. The grass is greener…
I started reading Haruki Murakami's latest novel A City and Its Uncertain Walls some time mid January. While in the midst of reading that, I chanced upon Murakami's Novelist as a Vocation (non-fiction) at the library and ended up going through the book while on Walls . Last week, while spending a lot of hours being horizontal, I finished both. Novelist as a Vocation is a series of essays from…
Sometimes, more and more often these day, I have less and less clue about what might save us. And more and more, I find myself leaning upon stories and myths and magick and and imagination and trickster things, without so much as expectations about being safe or saved. More like — like it or not, we are here, might as well play . Martin Shaw is a great mythologist and storyteller and he has just…
This fell in my lap the other day and precipitated some thoughts: Thus an old alchemist gave the following consolation to one of his disciples: "No matter how isolated you are and how lonely you feel, if you do your work truly and conscientiously, unknown friends will come and seek you." — Carl Jung I find myself in the soups of this question alot — what does it mean to my work? What is mine to…
Here's a recent kitchen experiment which I am very excited to share! I have been hankering after ginger because winter=cold and ginger=heat/warmth. Meanwhile, I've also been wanting to incorporate more fermented goodies into my daily life for better gut health. Ginger beer checks both of these boxes (: Ginger beer is a delicious naturally-fermented beverage made with these basic ingredients: fresh…
Month 1 of the year down. I often find it difficult to write a review of a time period objectively. I suspect my current mood is always skewing the ways in which I look at the time that's passed. Despite that, here's an attempt, for posterity. It has been two months since I returned to Canada, and it does look like we have two more months to go here before we take off for the tropics again. At…
There are days when I feel alive and connected, and there are days when I don't. In the latter, I often feel trapped in my own body and also within the habitual responses and gestures of my mind. By trapped in the body, I mean habitually holding a certain shape in specific situations, and so habitual that on looking back, it's not hard to see that I , my beingness , is related to this shape I…