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05/15/2003 Entry: ""Hail and Well Met""
Observe the hail, that came down just a few minutes ago. The little world around me became a percussive cacophony of heaven sent nature. Amazingly, as I walked cautiously into this very real sense of atmosphere, this dense fall of ice, I didn't catch a single sting from gravity, no icy rebuke. I gathered and ate the stones, letting their cold shock my tongue and their electric taste move down my throat, as the roadsides cluttered with frantic flotsam. How curious that these frozen particles of sea and stream can be suspended at all in the thick of cloud. Why release them now? How old are they? If one brained me, would I really chill out?
A single day can be so full of surprises. Ones that fall, or float, or flow. I woke up today empty handed, and I found a thing that had fallen far in the bent grass. Eyeing it, I can't say exactly what it is, or how it came to be... it might never say, but I hold it tight. It could be a key.
Last night, Joshua and I gabbed wontonly, among many other things, about manifestation and it's permutations and happenings. So, today, still shaded with such talk, I went to work manifesting a new place to live; with a yard and some sense of "outsideness" about it, private and quiet. Bingo, such thinking out loud to the cosmos paid off. Once I heard the address, on Old Home Road, ironically enough, I had a very strong feeling about it, my guts warmed with the peculiar sensation of future-familiarity. Mind you, I've called dozens of wannabee landlords, and this was just another string in the web. Pulling up to the drive, I knew I would live there, as if the future me was waving at me from my future doorway. I sign the lease tomorrow.
I've lived here, in this presently decomposing house, since 2000, and before that in the house next door for another three years. In fact I tallied today that I've lived under 15 different roofs. In that time, only a few months did I officially live by myself. This will be something quite new, quite fun, and yes, much pricier than the current uncozy arrangement. I have this totally private porch perfect for late night zen sessions and star gazing. The first incredible sign was a rooster near by... I got Haiti shivers. This is the right way, and the right time, to do it. L'chaim!
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