BEAUTY IS BEFORE ME, ABOVE AND BELOW ME.
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Neighbors with heavy duty fireworks last night. Fools with a ground fire and a can of lighter fluid. Alcohol and flamable compounds. All makes for me getting little sleep.
People can be so darned rude.
The college town market was a good good thing today. The locals stayed home and bought goodies for their parties and as gifts. My coolers came home empty.
A very good customer who supported me through the tough times of last summer came to the market this morning. She was preganant last summer and when I stopped making cheese we lost touch. Her baby was born and was well but she died. I didn't know what to say. My little fuzzy hairs rose on end and my soul cringed for a mother who lost her infant. What to say in a situation like that, what to do. She is very jewish and I know their death traditions are different from the mainstream christian (sometimes more sane but more prolonged) I am pagan, and I see the challenge of these situations but I am also a woman who has lost pregnancies to the whim of the universe. I know how much that hurts and cannot imagine the pain of holding a child and to have that child leave. Abruptly.
I gave a bag of cloth diapers and the covers that hold them to a woman who was looking on freecycle (google it - it is a movement). She had twins and has had a problem getting enough diapers so she isn't constantly doing laundry. She hugged me. I am glad someone could use them rather than them becoming rags.
Strange day. Very tired.
Goddess, I love life but it hurts and makes me cry in joy. I wanna scream and jump around because people wrap themselves around little things when the world is filled with beautiful beings and beautiful energy. I swell to larger than life when my daughter sits down with strangers, musicians, at the farmer's market and plays her recorder while a young man plays a tribal percussion instrument and a very talented man plays ukrainian flutes. The flute player would like to teach her privately. He feels she has a natural talent. The Waldorf approach is not to teach to read music too soon though. I am not sure.
Beauty everywhere.
Just stop and listen people, it is all around you.
written at 8:58 p.m.
July 03, 2005
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