Salt Water Experiment

This morning i embarked on a long awaited experiment, which was to do a salt water cleanse. It involves drinking one litre of salt water (1 litre of warm water with one tablespoon of salt in it) before i’d consumed anything for the day, ie first thing in the morning. One hour later, you really want to be sitting on the toilet as it comes shooting straight back out the other end with the contents of your intestines mixed in.

So why did i do this? Curiosity, and that i’ve had a flatulence problem for a while now and also that my belly just felt a bit clogged. I felt unclear in this area of my body, and i’m wanting a lot of clarity at the moment. It did take me a while to get a tablespoon measurement (i’m one for doing this properly if they need to be done)

Although diarrhoea is usually associated with a high degree of discomfort, there was nothing discomforting about it, it was a relief to get it out. And how do i feel now?

My head feels clearer, which is great considering i didn’t get a good nights sleep, my guts are a bit rumbly and feels like there’s a bit of stuff moving around in there. Definately worth doing a few more times.

Chickens!

The fun of chickens, strange little creatures, highly sociable and very curious. They've been bringing Isiah a lot of joy lately: you give them food, they give you eggs.









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Kids are love

Time with Raven has been an amazing thing, life is so immediate with children, the ups and the downs can be intense, there is a sense of the fierceness of the universe that i guess we learn to temper as we grow older and our consciousness becomes more adapted to this place.
And there is a sense of entitlement to being entertained, to having your attention, of being on the journey with them. They’re so much less mediated that we are.
Ed and family have gone for a few days... i’ll miss them, but i’ll also get a bit more done.

...and so i wonder...

The end of a new day, and another new one tomorrow like drips from a tap, or the birth of the sun, or the crescent of the moon. I hear of angels singing, and yet the hum of electronics fills my ears, and so i wonder if it's the same or if my ears have too much wax in them; i hear of love and yet my heart feels closed when it seems it should be most open, and so i wonder if it's the same, and perhaps i'm just looking at in the wrong way; i hear of the earth and yet all i experience is the falling of the leaves in autumn and the dripping of the rain, and so i wonder if it's the same or if perhaps i need wings to fly.

Love

I have some amazing people in my life. It's so good to see Ed again, and his family is as awesome as he is.


Raven in particular is outrageously cute. My heart feels more open for having spent time with them.

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Fun

Life surges amoungst the chaos of love. Music wine dance bonfires friends and all round goodness.


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Memory, lead, gold, Wolfgangs

I make the dash out of everyday reality, away from home.



A trip out of town and a whirl of traffic and frantic activity to reach escape velocity. But now I'm down at Wolfgangs palace with the sound of flutes and voices in the dark, the smell of cow dung and damp earth and the bright sky of a full moon.

I do love this place. It has an enchantment about it that makes time swirl in curious paths. Much like the buildings. And the people. There are few straight lines here, and those that do exist serve to support those lines that are not.

Many strange and wonderful and occasionally painful memories lay scattered about, letting them flow through and letting them go is a part of the adventure though. It's part of my work of now transforming small scattered hidden emotions and memories from lead into gold.

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