last year a page plus of new year resolutions
this year zilch zero nada………
at breakfast this morning I said to John that I felt last years had me covered
an act of permaculture surely
“Permaculture is a philosophy of working with, rather than against nature; of protracted and thoughtful observation rather than protracted and thoughtless labor; and of looking at plants and animals in all their functions, rather than treating any area as a single product system. “
in case that connection is too strenuous… think of it like this an act that has more than one purpose
so now I am thinking that last years list might well serve me for quite a while or does that infer an inherent lazy streak.
permaculture only tells part of the story
there is more …
there is a bigger picture.
what was that year about anyway?
all depends on focus on attention
on where I place my gaze.
looking out the window the forest is blooming
good rainfall and now hot sun – a tried and true formula for growth
but it is not alone.
it has us
some may say we are landholders caretakers guardians
some may say we are students
or maybe we are ordinary folk having extraordinary lives
certainly we are bonded
we are held and we are holding.
we are the wind whispering in the tree tops
we are the sparkle on leaves
we are the light pooling and dappling in shadows
we are the laughter that rings thru the ferns under the roots and bounces from nest to nest
we are the song quietly singing at dawn from the beaks of birds
we are the dance bounding as wallabies
shambling as wombats
and stalking as goannas.
the forest is deep and purposeful beyond trees and growth and habitat
it is spirit manifest
a dream unfolding
a space to be explored.
it is multi layered multi dimensional and exists within
AND beyond the flat plane of existence.
what is a tree a bird a feather ?
beyond the label the statistics the facts
what is this world we live in
this world that we study that we think we know ???
allow your heart to lead and your mind to follow……
get off the track
allow the nettle to sting you and the glare to cause you to squint.
trip stumble and lay down as if dead
beneath your bodymind the earth beats
and if the dryad reaches out and sings you a tune
be glad be inspired and be certain
that within a rock is a dreaming
within a tree is a story
within a river is a song
and within YOU
is all of creation.