sweeping through

We've been sweeping through our (at home) vacation.
Hmmm -
much like we've been sweeping through our Summer, I guess.
There have been an awful lot of "absent" days around this olm blog, yes?

I was thinking the other day that I think this is my Very Favorite Summer.


I wouldn't know how or even where to begin to properly explain the whys.
It just is.
I think instead of trying, I'll just stick with that.
Just Is.

This morning a cool breeze arrived.
It brought to these desert lands
our old friend, Rain.

We threw open the doors
and windows
turned off the noisy, synthetic fans and coolers
and invited the whirling,
twirling winds in -
to re-arrange
and sweep
and cleanse.

And we helped.
Gladly!




Aaah,
Mama has finally moved on to the second half of the house, then. :)


Downstairs?



Check.

I tell this tale today,
not because I suppose it's interesting,
but because it exemplifies the way Life has been this last week.

Piddling,
meandering,
disconnected,
ultra-connected,
in pieces,
pieced,
and in Peace.

Yeah.
Just Is.

Fireside and poolside
and friends and cannonballsmusic
mayhem
and blank canvases...
we've welcomed the all of it.
There have been prayer (meditation) beads restrung


green beans unstrung
worms under the microscope


and Spirits connected in the macro-scope.

Earth
Wind
Fire
and
Water.

Meditations in utter calm and Still
and meditation by the swingin' of an axe.

Crazy?
Maybe.
Probably.

But that's the way of it, still.


Unusual, and usual.
Still, and chaotic.
Crazy, and Same.

And good.
It's all still Good.

So,
so good.