re-beginning-again

So I am here. In Texas, though I am not sure that where I am has much to do with who I am anymore. At least not as much as I would long to use for excuses, constant excuses. Being here, with friends, has allowed or triggered something in life to open up to me for the first time. Refilled and re-spirited. I am happy. I have a husband, who, might I say, is blowing my mind every day with the amount of wisdom and wit that he displays regularly. And two of the best partners in crime I could ask for sleep just rooms away now. Together we make the Tree House. Its the house of dreams, and hopes. In reality our house is extremely worn and torn; though I like to assume that's from all the love it got over the years, I don't think I am ignorant enough to believe that. But its a 'fixer-upper' and that's all I wanted anyway. A project, something to work on that gave meaning to my day, an allowed my family to feel less nervous about house hold duties. And its allowed each of us to spend time with it, to make it our own.
These photos are from the Tree House garden. They are the newest member of the fam. And we all love them. Gardening is the other thing that is constantly blowing my mind. Self-sufficiency is freedom, and I long for it. And beyond that, it has opened my blinded eyes up -once again- to what actually exists around me, all the time, with intricate inner workings and secret plans. Who would have thought life is already beautiful.
Soon we are going to have a swing in the back, with a meditation rock garden. That will be... needed, that will be life giving. A hammock is in the works for the front, so Elise and I can wear sun glasses and spy on the neighborhood, looking out for amusements and oddities, and possible needs to meet.
And we found tire number one today for a tire-tower that will encase our growing potatoes. Then when ready, we will kick them over and it will be a potato party. Maybe we will invite the neighborhood kids to come over and have some fun kicking them down. Either way, no matter, life has future for me. And I just wanted to share.
"The greatest gift of the garden is the restoration of the five senses." ~Hanna Rion

if I were another person besides myself

Body Art

Here are some photos I found of some pretty cool body art. I think its all a little weird, though I like it a lot.

Paco Peregrin

Paco Peregrin. One of my favorite photographers.

SXSW 2011 keepin' Austin weird

Yup, that's who you think it is ^



never seen more "hula-hoopers" in my life

Authority rules your whole life, the authority of the past and the present, of the dead and the living, and your existence is a continuous invasion and violation of yourself, a constant subjection to the thoughts and the will of someone else.

its snowing outside and...

All I would like to do is change myself-make it a little simpler for people to feed, clothe, and shelter themselves, like our deep primitive longings beckon us to do. And to a certain extent, by aiming for better conditions, by crying out unceasingly for the rights of the workers, of the poor, of the destitute...I can to a certain extent change the world; I can work for the oasis, the little cell of joy and peace in a harried world. I can throw our pebble in the pond and be confident that its ever widening circle will reach the deepest and furthest caves of humanity. And I say, there is nothing that we can do but love, and dear well spring of truth, hidden deep inside, please enlarge our hearts to love each other, to love our neighbor, to love our enemy as well as our friend.