Thursday, August 4, 2016

Growing the story, seeking the next

We went on our first road trip in three years while the moon was moving into her New Moon holoku (phase) in the sign of Leo. The need to scout a new place to plug in our tiny home and safety pin style life is here. All the pieces shuffle slowly, as we do what can be done: clean and clear the space we occupy, heed the call to explore possibilities, keep ourselves open to magic in the everyday and, remember to ask permission and give thanks.

The snapshots below were taken at a friend's place overlooking a canyon outside of Sisters, in what we are calling Dry Mountain Tideland, the desert in central Oregon.

That's me practicing a new song I wrote while sitting on the porch swing. Inspired by the phrase "Dry Country Tides" Pete came up with when we were talking about our growing practice of kilo (Hawaiian based observation skills). 

Pete helped our friend Leslie learn to use tools, and make custom rigs (platforms and bench work) to fit into her minivan.
The land is dry, fragile and inhabited by Junipers and Ponderosa Pine. The air is dry, the temperature hot in the day, and cool at night. For the first time in years my breathing was easy, and I was able to move around with less discomfort even at 3,000 feet elevation.
On the way back to Whidbey we took a long way home, and through country that reminded us how big Haumea is (pictured at the end of the photos) and how she is always in the company of the masculine, the Ku. (As depicted in the ridge above).

We have updated the Pages of this blog (across the top there).  The "Services" we envision and imagine are described on this new page. There are photos and bits of information "About" us that tell a lot more about the journey Pete and I are on. "Chemical and Fragrance-free" remains the core requirement for our safety pinned life. Nothing's changed on that page. For our readers who have followed and read The Safety Pin Cafe, "What is the Safety Pin Cafe?" grows the story which began when I found a safety pin on the post office floor. And if you live on Whidbey Island or are on the island in late September, I will be telling stories and maybe even strumming my ukulele, it's an "Event", described on that page.

We pace our next move, remember to keep our eyes on Mahina, the Moon, and are so grateful to be learning something everyday. My good friend left this quotation on FB today. I've embolded the line that stuck with me. It seems to fit just right, Thanks jt.

“The best thing for being sad," replied Merlin, beginning to puff and blow, "is to learn something. That's the only thing that never fails. You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may miss your only love, you may see the world about you devastated by evil lunatics, or know your honour trampled in the sewers of baser minds. There is only one thing for it then — to learn. Learn why the world wags and what wags it. That is the only thing which the mind can never exhaust, never alienate, never be tortured by, never fear or distrust, and never dream of regretting."― T.H. White, The Once and Future King
We would love hearing from you if you think you have a place for us to share story, plug in our wheeled tiny home, and are interested in our services, leave us a comment, or question here or "Contact" us.

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