Holding on to the Beet with Life by YourEnchantedGardener .....

Fighting to Hold on to the Beat of Life, Reflections, Monday, January 17, 2011. This is the week that in the Jewish Tradition we celebrate the Birthday of the Trees. I am resolved to take a very difficult, yet important decision to hold on to the Beat of Life.

Date:   1/17/2011 9:15:35 AM ( 13 y ago)





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THE HISTORY OF PEACE
ON EARTH...
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FROM JANUARY !7, 2011



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That's me, leslie, holding on to the beat of life,
as I hold on to a bucket with a growing beet in it.
To grow a beet in a pot represents a desire to
stay connected and reconnect with the beat of nature.
This week, many in my world have been processing
death. I have too. It has come very close to my
home as I looked at either selling or staying here
where I have lived since 1982. There were days
when I thought I had found a safe haven, another
place to move, only to be driven back to my home
here, and realize that I had to do what it took,
to stay here. This Plant Your Dream Blog
are my reflections on this Monday morning
January 17, 2011, a week when we celebrate
the Birthday of the Trees in the Jewish Tradition.
My personal life seems to reflect now,
the Torah portion. It is truly a powerful
time to be alive for all of us, and to stand
with the beat of life.

Kids in the photo are Chloe and Blake,
children of Amy Zink of
Green Pea Gardens.


YESTERDAY WAS A MOMENT OF PEACE
JOY, AND FULFILLMENT

I have a miraculous relationship with the
Hillcrest Farmers' Market.

The day ended with the healing hands of
Morea Garcia on me, and the voice and presence
of Moriah Guillot nearby. Both of them are life savers
for me. I have known Morea for 22 years. I have known
Moriah since he was a little boy. They do massage and
healing work at the HIllcrest Farmers' Market.

I have a responsibility to preserve my very special life
as long as I can. I am 63 now. I would like to live longer.


IT IS MONDAY MORNING
THE DAY AFTER THE FARMERS' MARKET

I owe myself this morning to catch up on events
of the last number of days.

I owe my life this space, at the side of a large
empty canyon, located within walking distance of
San Diego State University, a 35,000 population,
to take this time to glance out of the window.
I see green. I see a cane wanting to come inside my
window through the slit at the top the allows the outside
to come inside my office and room.

MORIAH SAID SOMETHING IMPORTANT

Moriah is a good communicator.
He, and Morea help me, with upmost patience
and lending of labor to put together the Pacific Symposium
Altar. Moriah has been working with me for many years.
He is a grounded person.

At the end of the market he asked if their were any parties
or events coming up?

I quipped. I might invite you to my funeral.

Moriah tell said he would be sad to see me not here.
He recognizes and has witnessed the very special life
I have lived. Truly, I have done was amazing things
in my life.

The last week have been a life and death matter.
I woke up a couple days this week really feeling
that I could not survive if I had to stay here longer.

There seemed an opportunity to move out,
and I explored it.

The truth is, the last week, with the world I know
processing the deaths and injuries in Tucson,
Gabby Giffords, as well
as the passing of Debbie Friedman, a most delightful
singer in Jewish circles from Pneumonia,
life and death has been on our minds.

INTERRUPTION...

4:44 pm
January 17, 2011

There was a knock on the door this morning....
I got this far in this blog.
The Mother of Yannie, my guest at the house,
was having difficulty running
the Vacuum Cleaner.

I got off into fixing the vacuum.
I called Jeff Shipper.

We had an former housemate here that was
thinking of moving in.

She is supportive.

LOST FOCUS

I lost my focus with my work.
I had hoped to move the blogs along
that I wanted to do about yesterday at the Hillcrest Farmers' Market.

I had some very positive events happen.

AT THE HILLCREST FARMERS' MARKET
THE HILLCREST FARMET PLATE

This was a beautiful idea.
I want to blog about it.

I gave this day away, thinking I could do something
about a very bad condition that is hanging me up
at the house.

MOVING OUT?

I was looking at moving out last week.
I was hopeful I could move into a local nursery.
That did not work out. The place would not work
for me.

I have been exploring selling or refinancing.
I had a real estate man come over last Friday to
explore that.

I am in a very difficult place now.
I realized, after exploring the option to move,
how much I need this place.
I need the wide open canyon.

I am really in a stuck place now here.

Going to write about the good thing that happened
yesterday.

I can't move the energy now where I am stuck at
the house.

I want to see if I can get some work done...
That is what I said I would do today.

There is a window of opportunity.

HERE IS A BLOG I DID LAST NIGHT

I made some progress with using the
typography on the New Plant Your Dream Blog.
It is not as good as I would like.
I do not know how to get the font bigger,
but at least the type is legible.



4:51 pm
January 17, 2011











 

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