SEEDS OF JOY: 9-30-95

Welcome to my world! Continuing from my journal from fifteen years ago:

"Here we go again, riding moon's growth on a wave of dark clouds and wet skies. We harvest potatoes, onions, dill seed, poppy seed, celery, peppermint, and raspberry leaves. We tend the little boys [grandsons, ages 4 and 2] who are busy and somewhat demanding. Brian surrenders and stops everything to play with them. All three fall asleep together on the bed; I am crushed out, so precious.

It feels wonderful to kick back today, though the CD-ROM project rides on my mind. [This was a wonderful group project putting together alternative approaches to disease and discomforts, but was never purchased by a publisher, and now the application is outdated! My part was compiling information on fifty medicinal herbs.] Yet another edit. Good practice for some other book. Ever? Will I live long enough?

This is the lifestyle I have long desired. It came in a manner never expected. Its demands are many, and seem like few sometimes as well. Later, beyond time and space, with classical music on the radio, I cut green beings mindfully and shared the leftovers with the chickens. Then we took this lovely green soup to a meeting of people, new friends, who are hustling in the world. My little efforts magnify many hundreds of times."

Now those grandsons are towering over me. We purchase a share in a garden at the beginning of summer for our vegetables. And I did live long enough to write and publish a book, and start outlining another!

Fall is a time of coming to fruition. This glorious morning my eyes soak up the golds of the Maple and Willow, and bright red berries on the Rowan across the street (Mountain Ash). Just two days ago I mindfully processed home-grown tomatoes into a wonderful summer vegetable soup. I attended a potluck with many of those same friends. We danced and sang together afterwards.

Yesterday I came across a wonderful phrase: neuronal resonance. It is the familiar feeling we've all experienced of deep agreement with a situation or another person who is saying (or singing, or doing) something wonderful to us. It's sort of like getting "tuned up." Our whole body opens slightly to the generosity of our environment. It is a fact and a metaphor for healing.

I wish you neuronal resonance as you move through your life on this day full of fruition, colors, harmony and possibility. Here's to maturity!