The energy where I am is flowing really well these days. Wednesday was Waynesday so I went to help out at Wayne's farm just down the road. Most of the day was spent planting 150 or so cucumber seeds inside the circle of pea starts that got a head start on the cukes. Bamboo cone trellises were already in place and will serve as a guide on the plants' quest to reach great heights. I got some quality sunburn on my back from going shirtless for apparently too long but it was a good way to welcome spring and the impending sunbake that I will receive in coming months. Wayne is just pure Texan love and his farm shows it. He is a 5th generation farmer, diagnosed with melanoma on his forearms at age 29 due to pesticide exposure in the fields. This lit a fire under his ass to switch to organic production, as well as a healthier organic diet and he completely beat the cancer and is now smiling away into his 40s. Wayne is a large man with a huge heart and to hear him laugh as he walks along telling you what is planted here and there and how excited he is about this and that while his motley looking pack of 8 dogs follow him around, panting like hot Texas sundogs. Wayne is as integral to his farm as the water the plants drink, he is part of the beautiful cycle of man cultivating land cultivating love cultivating eternal youth. A real inspiration and a wealth of knowledge: veggies galore, asparagus that is sweet and juicy, the largest organic hay production in Texas, drying and preserving produce for tasty treats down the road, how to live with minimal stress and stay positive and upbeat getting things done constantly. I am excited to go stay at Wayne's next week for a few days as there is much to be done dirt and brain picking. Back at the SHIRE meals and laughs were being shared as usual, posters and stencils for shirts are being made for Saturday's anti-GMO rally, my phone found a charger so it has a full battery again, goats were chased back into the pen after making a stealthy unnoticed escape, a massive sky full of shining sun and glittering stars is gazed upon and appreciated by all, Nova's banzai tree is slowly being loved back to life...
One interesting occurrence worth noting is that a new visitor, Monica, who arrived yesterday, is reading Travels With Charley, as am I, and when this was discovered she went and got her copy to see how far along we both were and as cosmic luck would have it we were both on page 80! except her book was laid open on 80 although she was actually up to 114 or so. Funniest of all is we have been very extremely casually reading these books, dipping in here and there for a dose of Steinbeck, and here we cross paths in Texas, she from Florida, I from California, same book, different version, facts uncovered unexplainably. Does it mean anything?
Does anything mean anything?
In this everthickening web of cause and effect, I have found it is best to keep explanations minimal, and live simply knowing I am right where I am supposed to be at all times, expereiencing the only experience that I can. The synchronicities get looked at like juicy attention grabbing one-liners in a storybook (popup book perhaps) and just make me want to keep reading.
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