|New paint and valence in the old kitchen|
But I'm back in the city to my own house and changing gears from painting a kitchen, chopping wood, cleaning house and skiing through the woods that make up most of the 40 acres of my mother's land.
|An old-fashioned space.|
But the Things I get to do today have their own soothing rhythm of finding balance and perspective. They're simple household tasks that require little deep thought or focused attention and that leave plenty of room for contemplative wandering: What will the house and buildings be used for and what will they look like when Mother is no longer there? Wouldn't it be delicious to plants all manner of trees and shrubs for a multitude of various fruits? A new chain saw could create many cords of wood from the timber that is ripe for the stove. Isn't wood heat comforting as the fire releases the magic of the life of the tree? What would it be like to ski those north woods everyday? Wouldn't it be lovely to create better ski trails the could go around the entire property? There are no immediate answers, nor are any required. These are seeds for shaping pictures of the future that can begin to draw energy for manifesting the finest of outcomes.