The ‘journey’ for some is ‘back to the garden’, a hint of purpose from the Woodstock era. In whatever way we sense it, being able to separate ourselves from life is the ‘original separation’.
This is a picture of a broken septic tank on Christmas Day. It must be fixed for life to continue in that little space, was the time spent in repair still sacred? Is there any time not of Life?
This shovel full now, is Life-not what I presume I am missing, my emotions of various kinds, my story of plight. It isn’t personal. There will be smelly parts to this journey.
I don’t have a life. I am Life. How can I loose something I Am?
Note: “Candide”, Voltaire. The inspiration for Joni Mitchell’s “The Garden” popularized by Crosby, Steel, Nash, ands Young during the Woodstock Festival of Aug 1969. Of the 400,000 attendees some are still hopeful of returning to the garden-where the current world is not even close to the best of all possible worlds; though, while working in the earthly garden, discovered a reasonable if not exciting life for themselves.
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