anado

…Richard and I are back home from the Beach…rested but somehow exhausted…it is all good.  I have been processing some speed bumps in my personal relationship with an old friend and it takes its toll.  It is good to be home and back to work, catching up, feeding and loving animals…rearranging things in the house and moving things on and sales and suchness.  I will be taking photos of Casa de Caca this afternoon.  While we were at the beach there were major rainstorms here in San Miguel…so we are working inside while things dry out…Moving through the Mystery…looking for my Buddha Nature…Checking In…Listening…Listening…

….and returning tomorrow to San Miguel.  It has been quite pleasant and healing.  We heard about all the huge rains in our Puebla and it rained hard here for two days.  I will be happy to be home again and getting into the work.  I will post pics of Casa de Caca when we return….Groovin' is easy….if you know how,,,,,,

…busy, processing, healing, grooving, meditating, eating, sexing, grooving, eating, thinking, grieving, laughing, creating, grooving, composing, judging, doing, un-doing, crying, grooving, disappearing…I am into a number of things…one of them is eating good lunches….here is a photo of yesterday's lunch…

…here is an update on Casa de Caca.  We have dug the hole for the foundation.  Weirdly it is raining today and work can not happen.  This weather is ultra strange to say the least….this is the dry season and we have had a half inch of rain already in January….hmmmmm…the weather points to global mishmash…but we are doing our part to recycle our caca…I know Lolita will approve…

Yesterday we started clearing a small area for our compost toilet.  Wish us luck.  It is going to be a most amazing utilitarian folly.  The walls will be made of wine bottles.  I have it tucked away near the Chapel site and I am very stoked to say the least.  I promised in an earlier post to chronicle the construction here on the blog…so stay tuned.  I am also inclosing a somewhat smudged photo of the front of the Chapel which is still under construction…Life is good…I am teaching a class today….Groove on, Lil' Broomstick Cowboys and Cowgirls!

…the ongoing process of awakening is something I find myself avoiding.  Old habits still mingle with the Search.  I find instant gratification so fricking hollow.  These actions leave me numb.  So…time to wake up, Anado…the forest is full of trees…the big picture has its micro climates…isolation does not serve me.  So I invite the Universe to enfold me and I invite the magic to tickle and seduce…I continue with this work and as I once heard on a marble floor in India years a go…spoken by a Wise Entity…"why not wake up this moment"…