I have to confess, that despite seeming to feel like I was inside an industrial bakery mixer for most of the week, spinning around while various unrelated ingredients of life came falling into the mixing bowl with me. I am happy with the progress of the various things. Headway and a place to drive several pitons into place to hold everything together while time allows me to bend, shape, lighten, darken, add, subtract, modify, change, invent, go around (you get the idea) for the past 5 days creating with detail – in a world where people want to come up and talk about stuff.
While I might have sounded all over the place in this weeks blog (I probably was?) It was a good week breaking through what were barriers to change. I think part of me gets sad with the reality of the scale and impact of the facts of the world with how many is treating himself at the expense of his fellow man – when you really look at the numbers, it isn’t like you can erase the facts that 40 percent of the planet is drinking lousy water, yet, in one country, the usa we have 10% of the population drinking 90% of what is produced, and almost as much as we spend on weapons, is spent on addiction of substances.
So today, as I tweak and tune and marvel at how much simpler and easier it is to create nice pretty images and things to push out messages to the planet. What I am really thinking more about while swirling the graphics and high tech – is “do I build a bunker type root cellar in Colorado?”
I wonder what my day will be like there. When clearing the land, I would be up at the crack of dawn – not because I wanted to get up, but there were critters much larger than I wandering around and at dawn, the most annoying sound of the squirrels comes forth. Where I grew up, squirrels didn’t make a ruckus, but first these squirrels all sound some alarm as to say “ok, sun is coming up, time to wake up!” And then the birds fill in with harmony.
As I type, I think about having to hump all the various tools I needed and chainsaws up the road each morning until the crew came to fix it.
Despite the beauty of the forest, the walk sucked. By the time I got to the top, I was sweating, tired and with the altitude adjustment period – wheezing noises.
I remember when i was able to drive to the top and sleep there. It was a spot that said, “This is where home should be.”
Now I wonder about the light cresting the ridge, waking me up at the crack of dawn. I will go tend to the animals, check the hydroponics, aquaponics – go sit on the rock while the sun rises - meditate and pray. Then go back into he house, hand grind some coffee beans for my big vice in life and take the coffee into the lab space sit down at the space I am designing for brainstorming.
THen see what comes out for ideas that day.
Simple life, complicated thoughts. A cup of good coffee - a nice day.