What I did with my time today. I am feeling bug life on my legs from entering the basement, and pressures are with me.

Date:   7/20/2007 4:53:12 PM ( 17 y ago)

2:12 PM
July 20, 2007

Oh My God!
Where am I?

Just got up from a nap...
I must have been down for more than an hour it seems.

What did I do with my time today?
How to make the most of the time
I have left today?

Jumped out of bed around 7:17 AM.
I heard the trucks coming, the trucks
that take away The Black Cans.

The Black Cans go out every Friday.

I learned some things today.

The driver's name of the truck that
picks up The Black Cans in "Horhey."
I am sure it is not spelled that way,
but that is how it sounds.

Yesterday was a wash.
I was in intense emotions.
Everything was coming up.

Twin Soul/Best Friend came to my rescue.

I was not looking forward to a House Meeting at 7 PM.

She called me back around 6.

She spoke first.

She was very excited about completions she has been making,
very important completions.

I was listening, but waiting.
I wanted my turn.

I was running at least four things through my mind
and life was feeling hopeless.

I interviewed a possible roommate for The Little Room
where Beloved Brother Paris is staying.

In had to hold my heart much of the day,
and lay down a lot.

Paris helped me write up some ideas for the house meeting
RE: The Basement.

IT is not easy living here for him,
and he is working so hard to make a committment to find
a way.

Paris is a natural to move the Essene School of Thought Library
Tapes along.

This is a priceless historic treasure of audio cassettes
that still exist by the Grace of God.

They were made in 1978-79-80, most in 1979.

This was my full time job, working with [ ],
who at that time was just getting established as a Trace Medium.

William Aura and I, and his wife Lisbeth, now called Lonnie,
put together a series of workshops for Kevin in San Diego.

[ ] would do channellings for the workshops that William
organized, and I would do the organizing for the workshops
for the Essene School of Thought.

Many hours of cassette tapes still exist.

They have the highest spiritual import.

A few of the ideas on the tapes inspired the
growing the Enchanted Garden, a name for our renewed Earth.

I have been stymied for years without the technology
to transfer these valuable cassettes to CD's.

Paris has the capability to do that, and has successfully
transfered two of them so far.

This work is one of the highlights of what is happening now
in my life.

Most of my focus these days is on the cleanup here
at the Enchanted Garden Intentional Community,
and that brings up stress.

Our House meeting was very authentic and deep last night.
I felt a lot of healing energy.

Within me, I felt a sense of hope, but that hope again
feels challenged as the weight of another meeting,
to discuss the Basement Plan is scheduled for 9:30 AM Saturday.

The Basement--the Foundation of the House--is so impacted with
clutter--and unhealthy energies that I thank God every time
I come out of there without feeling some kind of bug bites.

Three of the house mates will not go down there.

Paris and I spent time in that space last Saturday
and both came out with bug bites.

I am not sure in this moment how to take on this condition
of stagnation.

I have avoided it for years.

In the meantime, it has become more and more filled
with clutter and belongings of one of King of Hearts Female (KHF).

It is a very uncomfortable energy to come up with a plan.

It was easier to identify some of the problem and make
some statements about it. We did that at the House meeting,
but a Plan?

I do not want to hurt KHF. She does not have funds to
move this stuff off site, as a number of advisors suggest.

I great investment of my energy is now going into this Foundation
Space, that has reached a point of being quite unhealthy.

I have numbers of my own shelves down there.

What is it going to take to reclaim this foundation space,
and rededicate it to life?

The simplest solution would be doing nothing.

The next solution is taking on one area and moving the
stuff out of there.

I am going to have to set boundaries.

This is very uncomfortable.

Many of the interactions between us are highly charged
with emotion that is energy depleting.

Just going into the space is energy depleting.

I spent this morning, working singlehandedly, and with
N to load more black Cans of the River Cane that has been cut.

This cane can only go into The Black Cans, and ends up in the landfill.

I also spend some delightful time with Paris,
pointing out fruiting trees that came into my focus
as I gardened.

I am learning a lot of lessons from the River Cane.

I will blog those separately.

River Cane: What's the Use?

http://curezone.com/blogs/m.asp?f=1195&i=9


I escaped this morning and past noon into feelings
of revery that I was able to get all the cane off the property.
We have been focusing on eliminating one stand of it for many hours.
That area will likely be one of the storage spots for some of the boxes
in the basement.

Meanwhile the clock is ticking.

I have an memorial to Dr. Garry White, who was a devoted
friend of Edmond Bordeaux Szekely both tomorrow and Sunday.

I need to get a haircut.

I am not sure what to wear.

This is an important time for regrouping the Essene Renaissance,
but is was not a priority project before Paris met with success
transfering the audio cassettes to CD's.

My desk is still filled with unfinished paperwork from bills paid.

I have more to pay.

My overextension into too many things
is mirrors by Sweet KHF, who right now is deeply concerned
with survival needs.

I feel bad adding more challenge to her life
and this is weighing heavy on me.

It was nice to go off into emptying all the cans of Green Materials
into The Black Cans up and down the street,
and then spend the rest of the time feeling plants
worm casting tea and Peter's Powder.

How here I am, at 2:52 PM.

 

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