the recent life of Morpheus
This weekend I earned my Riot Girrrl stripes by wielding a pickaxe... Me an' meliny both kicked ass on the tree planting project with swinging pickaxe, shovel and grubby fingers. And I barely have a backache at all! We planted 11 trees between the two of us, Shannon, and another friend who came along. We were lamenting not having brought a camera to document our bad-ass-ity. You'll just have to believe me. :) Or come along next time and try it yourself.
Also discovered that out by the creek at our new place, is a most lovely grove which is perfect for circling in, and had the honor of inaugurating it with friends. I will certainly be keeping that place in mind for future rituals, especially as it grows warmer.
I have been very much in a tree-ish place, planting trees at the land, digging up little seedlings to cultivate and transplant later, planning what kinds of trees to order... Imagine, we are in the process of building a forest. Something seems very wonderful about that, to me. Like I am being an extension of the land organism growing itself. It's symbolic of the work I'm doing in school and where I think I'm going with my thesis project: re-integrating people and land, human use with wild nature.
I wonder about us environmental studies majors here. I just noticed that all through the last year when I was mostly taking ES courses, I barely met anybody that I really "clicked" with, didn't make a lot of friends. Suddenly now that I'm in a dance class, I am meeting tons of interesting women and finding sparking new friendships. Does this mean that I am in temperament more like the arts students than the ES students? Or that I'm in the wrong major? Too studious? Too shy? I don't think I'm in the wrong major, I'm really passionate about what I'm studying. But I can't help noticing that I feel socially way more at home with the artsy students than the ES people. I guess it's because ES is not my whole life... or more to the point, it's an outgrowth of my spiritual life, which is really the center of where I'm coming from, and also what makes me artsy and kind of mystical, and that makes me more like the art and dance students. I've always felt slightly out of place in rooms full of ES students, because they're mostly just kind of outdoorsy camper or activist sorts, and in the middle of them all I often feel like the artsy, occulty tinge to my appearance and presence are glaring out like a neon sign. I'm usually pretty comfortable with that feeling because I often have it in other places amongst muggles, but it makes me nervous here at school, because I feel like it's somehow going to reflect on my career or something. Like if I go on being myself, somebody in academia or my job field is going to suddenly blow the whistle on me--"Hey, this one is weird! She's not one of us!" I guess all of that is why I haven't made more friends in school here before. I didn't realize it until now, I just thought that I was spending too much time studying to meet people.
I had a really strange dream last night, a memorable one. I dreamed about my friend Winter: that he was the King of the Dragonflies and lived in a big, magickal tree that was alive and moved. There were huge dragonflies the size of crows that buzzed around the tree, and they were attracted to things that shine. I had a white lace dress or drape on that seemed to light up and glow in moonlight, and the big dragonflies kept hovering on me and creeping close to my face. The dragonflies and the tree both wanted to drink from my mouth. I kept finding little tendrils of the tree creeping into my mouth. Winter said it was because of the honey there, they were attracted to the sweetness. ???? Um, there was more but I don't remember it clearly. I think the white lace was in there because I was sewing white lace fabric into curtains last night. And I'd guess Winter was there because I think he's sexy. But I don't know about the tree, and the dragonflies. There is a big oak tree outside my bedroom window, and I often look out at it at night and in the morning before I get up. It's kind of a big presence. I can't help feeling like that was the tree in my dream, like the tree out there was trying to talk to me while I slept. Does it want something from me? Honey from my mouth? I'll have to think of a way to ask.
Also discovered that out by the creek at our new place, is a most lovely grove which is perfect for circling in, and had the honor of inaugurating it with friends. I will certainly be keeping that place in mind for future rituals, especially as it grows warmer.
I have been very much in a tree-ish place, planting trees at the land, digging up little seedlings to cultivate and transplant later, planning what kinds of trees to order... Imagine, we are in the process of building a forest. Something seems very wonderful about that, to me. Like I am being an extension of the land organism growing itself. It's symbolic of the work I'm doing in school and where I think I'm going with my thesis project: re-integrating people and land, human use with wild nature.
I wonder about us environmental studies majors here. I just noticed that all through the last year when I was mostly taking ES courses, I barely met anybody that I really "clicked" with, didn't make a lot of friends. Suddenly now that I'm in a dance class, I am meeting tons of interesting women and finding sparking new friendships. Does this mean that I am in temperament more like the arts students than the ES students? Or that I'm in the wrong major? Too studious? Too shy? I don't think I'm in the wrong major, I'm really passionate about what I'm studying. But I can't help noticing that I feel socially way more at home with the artsy students than the ES people. I guess it's because ES is not my whole life... or more to the point, it's an outgrowth of my spiritual life, which is really the center of where I'm coming from, and also what makes me artsy and kind of mystical, and that makes me more like the art and dance students. I've always felt slightly out of place in rooms full of ES students, because they're mostly just kind of outdoorsy camper or activist sorts, and in the middle of them all I often feel like the artsy, occulty tinge to my appearance and presence are glaring out like a neon sign. I'm usually pretty comfortable with that feeling because I often have it in other places amongst muggles, but it makes me nervous here at school, because I feel like it's somehow going to reflect on my career or something. Like if I go on being myself, somebody in academia or my job field is going to suddenly blow the whistle on me--"Hey, this one is weird! She's not one of us!" I guess all of that is why I haven't made more friends in school here before. I didn't realize it until now, I just thought that I was spending too much time studying to meet people.
I had a really strange dream last night, a memorable one. I dreamed about my friend Winter: that he was the King of the Dragonflies and lived in a big, magickal tree that was alive and moved. There were huge dragonflies the size of crows that buzzed around the tree, and they were attracted to things that shine. I had a white lace dress or drape on that seemed to light up and glow in moonlight, and the big dragonflies kept hovering on me and creeping close to my face. The dragonflies and the tree both wanted to drink from my mouth. I kept finding little tendrils of the tree creeping into my mouth. Winter said it was because of the honey there, they were attracted to the sweetness. ???? Um, there was more but I don't remember it clearly. I think the white lace was in there because I was sewing white lace fabric into curtains last night. And I'd guess Winter was there because I think he's sexy. But I don't know about the tree, and the dragonflies. There is a big oak tree outside my bedroom window, and I often look out at it at night and in the morning before I get up. It's kind of a big presence. I can't help feeling like that was the tree in my dream, like the tree out there was trying to talk to me while I slept. Does it want something from me? Honey from my mouth? I'll have to think of a way to ask.