There are times when I feel like crawling into a cave.
A break might be helpful, a time to take stock and breathe, but running away doesn’t help. Your shadow follows you, even into a cave.
2020
Listening to Saturday Morning, Lying in Bed on Apple Music, though I’m not in bed, but up drinking my morning coffee. 🎵
I love this tweet by Rebecca Nagle following the Supreme Court ruling that about half of the land in Oklahoma is within an Indian reservation,
It’s raining in Eastern Oklahoma. Hard. After weeks of drought.
I feel like the ancestors are crying.
Imagery
Monday, July 6, 2020
📚 I love coming across phrases in books that just jump out at me. One the books that I have on the go right now is Kitchen by Banana Yoshimoto. I loved the imagery that Yoshimoto conjured up in this passage, Until only recently, the light that bathed the now - empty apartment had contained the smells of our life there. Oh, the treasure of books.
A beautiful reminder of the importance of Stillness from John O’Donohue, shared via Rebecca Toh.
Thank you to @patrickrhone for making me aware of Toh’s writings.
Today, July 6th, is His Holiness the Dalai Lama’s 85th birthday. Here is his 85th Birthday Message.
I feel as though I have spent today getting over yesterday!
Waihee Beach Park for a picnic lunch. The tide was too high for a walk, and so we surprised a friend who lives nearby that we hadn’t seen for months.
Twitter let me know that today is my 12th anniversary on the platform. I am probably also at my most ambivalent as to whether to stay there. From the lists that I have created and the people I have met there, I am grateful for Twitter. But the more ugly side it foster bothers me.
The welcoming smell of coffee brewing in the early morning. ☕️
Today’s papaya harvest. The two long ones are Strawberry papayas, our first.
The last 15 minutes or so has been spent unsubscribing from lists that either no longer serve me or that I no longer read. I’m amazed at how much I put off simply clicking that unsubscribe button, which results in a clogged up Inbox that looks busier than it really is.
Tulip petals.
Empty Maui Mall parking lot.
There are a couple of birds singing their hearts out outside, and I do not know what they are. The songs remind me of the British Blackbird. I use to know the British birds, but only know and recognize a couple here in Hawaii. Something to rectify.
We might be in the middle of a pandemic, but I can see four building projects from my house. There aren’t many visitors coming to the islands, but some residents appear busy.
Late night words.
Questions for Fastmail users - who came from gmail with a custom domain. Is migration easy and quick? Is there any danger of lost or missing emails during migration? I have read the migration instructions, but wanted to inquire as to on the ground user experience.
Tech question:
I am using the Minos theme for my business site. I wondered if it is possible to add an image of my avatar next to title on the top line of the site? If you can help, and there is not enough space here, my contact details are here. Thank you in advance.
I’m sure that I am encountering more people not signaling when they make a turn while driving? Is it Maui, me and my intolerance, or something else? Flummoxed 🤷🏼♂️
On this Micro Monday I would like to recommend @Miraz, even though it will be Tuesday with her! 😊 For sharing the beautiful part of New Zealand where she lives, check out @LoveWaikawaBeach as well, and for her work on @custom to help Micro.blog users customize their sites.
Garden harvest. A first with the eggplants. The tomatoes are ending their productive cycle with the current plants. That bowl was a lot more full a few days ago.
I had to use the panorama feature on the iPhone to capture this double rainbow. 🌈
To the clifftop.
Another Studio Ghibli evening last night. Grave of the Fireflies this time. As others here have some said, the story the movie tells is tragic & sad, but it is told so well & in a way that I believe only good animation can. Reflecting afterwards on the tragedy of war. 🍿
I watch Studio Ghibli’s Princess Mononoke last night, as I make my way through the animation studio’s movies now on HBO Max. And what a visual treat it was, both the animation and the story. 🍿
I’m alone at home right now
Sunday, June 14, 2020
It is Sunday morning. I am sitting at our small desk that looks out onto the front garden and from there, in the distance, to the expanse of the Pacific Ocean. I am home alone. Sunday morning music is playing. By that I mean music which reflects my mood on a Sunday morning and allows me to drop into a reflective space. I’m appreciating the quietness, the space, the time to step back and think, write and reflect.
The forecast said no rain today. Here it comes.
I’ve been feeling washed out for the last couple of days. Today has been the slowest day. The symptoms remind me of chronic fatigue that I had a couple of decades back. Sometimes if I push myself too hard physically or emotionally the fatigue resurfaces, and I just have to stop.
It has been a Studio Ghibli weekend. I saw,
- From Up on Poppy Hill on Friday, and
- My Neighbor Totoro this evening.
I thoroughly enjoyed them both. Wonderful animation and such attention to detail. 🍿