rain, sweat, rain

Jul 10, 2007 23:31

Remarkable how much more centered I feel. Yoga, meditation, raw foods, no booze, delicious teas, pawing in garden dirt daily. It all seems so simple. Simple.

I have packed boxes today. Small ones. Ceramic poodle. E.T. mugs. Maté gourd. Letters that make my heart heavy. _Ishmael_. Handfuls of jewelry rescued from garage sales. Mod Podge. Nearly expired film. I've decided to embark on an adventure in minimalism. I have no head for it just yet, but am eager to reexamine my living space and piles of things. I'm only taking with me what I can fit in a small borrowed car. It's simultaneously invigorating and painful. Need anything? I'm having a yard sale this weekend with a "Free to Good Home" corner.

I've been enchanted by these sorts of dwellings lately. A tiny little house on some fertile soil. Surrounded by a community of radical barefoot gardeners, weeping willow poets, ecstatic mad-eyed dancers, and post-urban mystics, gypsies, and shamans of all sorts. I'm off to play in Pittsburgh for a while, but it's just playing. I'm already on my way somewhere else.

I'm in a good space. I feel very light.
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