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…a movement from an exterior mode of consciousness to a fuller sense of interiority.

12 ounces every hour on the hour using the stove's timer judiciously

12 ounces every hour on the hour using the stove’s timer judiciously

H2O makes up between 60—80% of our body, depending upon whose science you subscribe to.  Regardless, humans can only live a few days without it, depending on circumstances.  We can live without food, however, for 2—3 weeks, depending again…. As far as air deprivation goes, unless you are a Herculean Guinness Book world record holder athlete, or, underwater swimmer, a few minutes without and you’ve likely crossed over to shake hands with your maker’s extended family, as long as your Truth accepts that viewpoint. Me? I dunno.  No experience.

A.W. ~ a favoured mentor who put gobbledygook into plain language.

A.W. ~ a favoured mentor who put gobbledygook into plain language.

I’ve never completed a water fast before, nor any other type. Any fast requires planning and should not be executed for long periods, unless under qualified and experienced supervisory personnel. I had planned a 5-day experience, but, as the saying goes: Life is what happens when you’re making other plans. Sister tells me: ‘We Otvos’s overdo things to extremes.’ Karma, eh? hahaha Sheesh!

Four days before the planned event, I began to lower my total caloric intake and was meditating more regularly.  This is a large part of the key secret to those who live in the Blue Zones, the areas where folks routinly live to be 100 years old or more.  Additionally, older folks in these areas, eat little animal foodstuffs, concentrating in the main, on whole plant foods, exercise, community engagement and companionship. Yeah team!

  1. Okinawa, Japan
  2. Sardinia, Italy
  3. Loma Linda, CA, USA
  4. Costa Rica’s Nicoya Peninsula
  5. Ikaria, Greece

Ostensibly, I did have the intention of losing 2-3 kilos, not that I was grossly overweight, but a slight belly roll needed a trim for spring. Long cold winters here in Canada, do shut us single rural elders in more often; therefore, the temptation to self-medicate with excess calories especially in the evening when absolutely uneeded can go unheeded. I also was interested in a cleanse of any residual toxicity in my body, plus releasing any fat ingrown through my organs and their surrounding tissues. What I did not count on, was the unexpected delight of the silver lining.  I’ll save that for later savouring.

BE LIKE WATER....Alan Watts - YouTube

Day 1: Tuesday, April 21st. I last ate at 7:30 PM. No further food nor water past 7 PM. As a former EBRT patient, if I drink past that witchin’ hour, I’ll be up multiple times during REM to visit the urinal, since I now have a 2-1/2 hr only bladder. This is a lingering side-effect from electronic beam radiation treatment. At least the tumour in my doughnut has left the playin’ field, being now discharged, these past two years.

Day 1: I drank a full 12 oz glass of H2O every hour from sunrise to sunset, about 13 in all 7 AM—7 PM. I set the timer on the stove to one hour before each drink.  No food whatsoever. Yeah, plenty of pee breaks feeling the wind in my face and his, in the mountainside backyard, such as it is. I live and garden at the edge of a forest. Some may be familiar with the adage postulated by a seasoned rishi/shaman/guru, that if you cannot throw one off your back step, yur livin’ too close! What I thought were hunger pangs, 4X that first mornin’, were in effect, only stomach contractions.  I became the more astute witness to my own body sensations, which, was a delightful harbinger for the entirety of the fast. These muscle contractions lasted a millisecond, but with the house locked down with no screens, i.e., no large screen evening Netflix nor clicking through the 120 odd YouTube channel subscriptions, not even the desktop computer for world event news and inevitable emails. Friends and acquaintances would have to wait for their pocket notifications.  True friends did call, as did I them. It’s crucially important to not do anything with much physical or emotional exertion.  Save your energy as it will surely drain hourly. This also means no vehicle usage or any other machinery. Your sense of control will likely be compromised.  My thought has been for a long time, that we have capitalism and we have an unfolding climate catastrophe moving at warp speed upon us with now this COVID-19 pandemic, all caused by an economic system based entirely upon profit rather than wellbeing; so then, what else does one need to know? Leo Tolstoy teaches that knowldege is limitless, so the difference between those who know a lot and those who know little, is infinitesimal.

Coincidently, those all begin with the letter C, see/sea? Water eh? hahaha

Day 2: This time the tummy sent contractions with a 1—2 sec. duration, but, only in the early AM. There was a slight blizzard where the snow did now stay, yet a deposit of 10mm persisted for a spell.  Reason? Same as the 2″ hail in the southern US, the hundreds of tornadoes outta season and the tragic loss of life. The prolonged cold in northern climes such as the late spring here in NS. Russia experienced the warmest Jan. & Feb. in history [+5° C over normals] since the 1840s, when meteorological records began being regularly kept. Moscow was a balmy 21°C this past January with no snow. Oh well. The Arctic polar air vortex, aka the jetstream, has collapsed. I began reading 2-yr. old back issues of The Sun, a magazine in print since 1974 published in North Carolina, editor: Sy Safransky, dropped off by a very dear friend. Meditation became progressively easier and most importantly, I wanted to remain in the chair for this Aching legs zazen as Alan Watts referred to the Buddhist method of long intervals.  ‘Cept, I employ a chair, as my ole knees no longer allow the crossed leg habit.

That night, I filled the tub so as to lounge up to my neck in very hot water, not so hot as to develop red capillary skin damage, but, quite luxurious, nonetheless. Yeah, I know, that damned carbon footprint gets us every time.  The absurdity of being human simultaneously. I had planned to listen to an old cassette tape recording of a man I really appreciate: The Reverend James Sherman, pastor of Unity Church Toronto, ON. The subject was: How To Pray, a tape I sincerely love and enjoy reacquainting my noodle, by listening every few years.  I originally took part as a congregational person in 2004 for the original sermon. The giving was 50 minutes long.  Normally I only soak/bathe for 1/2 hour at most. It’s good prep for a soundless sleep. As I stood up to get out and dry off, I instantly became dizzy, fainted loosing consciousness briefly, then instantly coming out of that after a very bad bang on the back of the head; the proverbial wake-up call. Low blood sugar from the fast + excess heat and my senior status, well.

more than 1" long Try taking an image of the back of your head at a specific spot, looking in a wall mirror *facing away*, holding a hand mirror to locate the spot, all the while holding a P&S camera and trying to locate the trigger button, while holding all this still in the wrong hand? hahaha

more than 1″ long Try taking an image of the back of your head at a specific spot, looking in a wall mirror *facing away*, holding a hand mirror to locate the spot, all the while holding a P&S camera and trying to locate the trigger button, while holding all this still in the wrong hand? hahaha

Food deprivation and prolonged excessive heat had gripped this 72-yr. old bawdy, so grabbing hold of the wall in front…after that, it was a blanked blur. Struggling to get up, I found my bite plate, chomped on the bit and fell onto the bed, too fatigued and disoriented to get under the plumo [sp?], you know better as an eiderdown or duvet.

My new blue sheets. Hydrogen peroxide fixed most of the stains.

My new blue sheets. Hydrogen peroxide fixed most of the stains.

Day 3: Outta the sack @ 6:30 AM, after tossing and turning all night, waking far too early, I awoke to see copious amounts of blood on both pillows.  I wandered into the bathroom where I had fainted, saw my head blood on the floor and where my noggin had bonked the hardwood door. As I brushed my longish hair [lockdown is forcing new hairstyles] sorry Shelley, I passed over the goose egg et quelle surprise. Ouch!

to wit: pg 95: “It is thus a common joke that believers in the unreality of matter have difficulty in convincing anyone of the unreality of pain.”

There was a faith healer from Deal,

Who said, “Although pain  is not real,

When the point of the pin

Goes into my skin,

I dislike what I fancy I feel.”

Those sheets got spot cleaned and washed twice, then christened the rotary line outside for the initial warm breath of spring air. Nothing better in life then a naked bod betwixt clean laundered sheets hung on an outdoor line.  Well, let’s not get too risqué, huh? In Courtenay, BC, the condo regulation where I briefly owned, prevented any such airing of one’s dirty laundry.  A pox on rules for looks alone! ‘Sides, I’m an anarchist anyway[s].

My new blue sheets. Hydrogen peroxide fixed most of the stains.

My new blue sheets. Hydrogen peroxide fixed most of the stains.

I decided not to quit the fast, but, vowed 3 days was ’nuff. I would end fasting the next day on Sat. morning and ingest some sustenance. Normally, I set out breaky with a plate load of frozen berries, then meditate.  That morning, I was able to turn the 15-minute “hour” glass over 3X, remaining seated, as minutes turned into flashes of insight.  I would look at the emptied sand particles in the upper chamber and—so? Oh~kay. This was the first time ever. The fast had caused me to love zazen. I finally felt a becoming, a Oneness with All That There IS! A most brief unstimulated high.

15-min timer fashioned from plumwood, a gift of a former father-in-law's backyard in Oshawa. Ebony standoffs, a signature element.

15-min timer fashioned from plumwood, a gift of a former father-in-law’s backyard in Oshawa. Ebony standoffs, a signature element.

Earlier in the day, I had completed reading Alan Watts’s final book, released posthumously in 1975 by his wife, 2 years after he departed our common terra firma.

His last work, posthumously released by his wife, two years after his death at 58. Highly recommended!

His last work, posthumously released by his wife, two years after his death at 58. Highly recommended!

Day 4: Down for the count:

  1. Saturday, April 18th. >169 lbs
  2. Wednesday, April 22nd. >165 lbs
  3. Saturday, April 25th.  >159 lbs
  4. Sunday, April 26th. >161 lbs

I first ate at 10:30 AM, which, is consistent with my normal practice of 2 meals/day and intermittent fasting, i.e., 16 hrs. between meals. Light eating was the prerequisite, not too much, with plenty of liquids.  WOW, how good food tasted!  My normal practice is to lay everything out on a plate, as I usually eat between 10 to 20 different types of whole plant foods.  But the taste, my gawd!  Like many, I too, used to toss everything into one bowl, mix ’em up and use a lever [spoon/fork] as one would a shovel.

Feel the beating 💗 of the Sufi poet, regrading smell, taste etc., ~Ibn al ‘Arabi from his Theophany of Perfection:

Belovèd, how often have I called you and you do not hear?

How often have I stood before you,

and you do not witness Me?

How often have I embodied Myself in scents,

and you do not inhale?

And in the flavours and you do not savour the taste

for My sake?

What is the matter with you,

that you do not feel me when you touch?

Why do you not recognize Me in the fragrances of musk?

Why do you not see Me, why do you not hear Me?

What is the matter with you?

What is the matter with you? 

Baba Ghanoush Woodville style: with red, orange and green pepper, + added chopped chives just beginning to force through in this late spring.

Baba Ghanoush Woodville style: with red, orange and green pepper, + added chopped chives just beginning to force through in this late spring.

*Ahhh, when the call comes and it’s the low time for Beethoven’s first movement, you may experience some time delay.  With no fibre pushing the muse along, it does tend to compress and dry out. Gives new meaning to the words, sucked dry. This is meant only as a caution, so take care and enjoy the throne read, while leaning forward, so your forearms rest on your thighs, as that’s the recommended posture from Dr. Michael Greger, my main man, i.e., [only the science folks] if you are not assuming an African or Asian squat position.

Here’s the silver lining readers have been patiently salivating for.  In a few words, clarity, complete calm, a clear serenity of Being, plus a sense that whatever was happening in the human-centred world was just fine, regardless of attributing fault, blame, rightness or wrongness, shame or other witless, sarcastic commentary. Whenever any negative thought would form into my awareness, it would be witnessed by the watcher, acknowledged and immediately vanish from whence it came—on its own accord! When it comes to judging others, the Christian Bible in Luke:6:42 and I parapharse in current lingo~ ‘Hypocrite! First extract the tree trunk lodged within your own eye, then sea clearly how to remove the tree’s twig that’s stuck in your sister or brother’s eye.’

As Alan Watts teaches us in his last work: Tao The Watercourse Way , I was able to really focus on the matter at hand.  Since I had previously shut off all the screens, books, magazines, classical and folk music came fullstream back into my life.  How easy it is to turn on some flick or YT vid and get sucked into someone else’s form of what’s important. What then took the place of the negativity was a profound Love and great warmth of feeling for all life and existence itself.  The HeartMath Institute teaches us that the heart produces an electromagnetic aura 60X larger than our brain.

 

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As Alan teaches any who will pay attention, the things we term opposites are really polarities.  One cannot have a coin without a head and tail,  No battery without a positive and negative terminal. No wave without a trough and crest. I look forward to going back to that home again and again.

Getting a full fridge back with good stuff to eat, such as a whole grain loaf from my 25-yr-old Westbend twin paddle machine. My priority is nutrition with taste following. After years at this alone, one begins to know what works and tastes good.

Getting a full fridge back with good stuff to eat, such as a whole grain loaf from my 25-yr-old trusty Westbend twin paddle machine. My priority is nutrition with taste following. After years at this alone, one begins to know what works and tastes good.

Changes in our lives start with changes in our thoughts. Changes in how we think are much more important than the efforts we make to change our lives” ~ Leo Tolstoy April 26th Wise Thoughts For Everday. Tolstoy was a devout Christian, yet an avantgarde one, by firmly believing in the human intellect. He was a vegan, like eye.

A perfect loaf as I begin to understand how to use bulk bread yeast; wholewheat, gluten, ground flax, honey, sea salt, rye, kamut, sunflower and pumpkin seeds.

A perfect loaf as I begin to understand how to use bulk bread yeast; wholewheat, gluten, ground flax, honey, sea salt, rye, kamut, sunflower and pumpkin seeds.

All in all, yet another feeble attempt to walk my talk, yet, 🎶I’m so happy to be alive🎶; I’m also pleased that you’re here. 🙏

Your experience will differ.

I AM John Gabriel Ötvös, aka jayöh.

PS: About the I AM, to be continued….

 

the ten thousand true treasures to cherish

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circa 2003

jayöh’s poem, circa 2003.

NB: In its entirety, this final chapter is a one hour read, harbouring the two finest comments in 10 years of keyboard scribbling. Many blessings.  🙏  🙏  🙏

It is entirely fitting that I post this final article on June 27th.  Papa was born that day in 1895, which, would make him 125 today. This last selection of images & ideas was originally entitled: az eye sea it.  While that idea remains unchanged, some late night reflection has juxtaposed the images and words into a truer perspective. There are only a few images that relate to the text.  There is no order as to where they were posted other than they are favourites to this scribbler. This is no rant. I unapologetically publish this piece in my normal chatty, conversational style. Many topics are undiscussed.  No matter, since in my mind, all IS connected. How could it be otherwise?

8" X 24" black spruce burl, Kentville ravine, 2008. The tree itself was 6" in OD.

8″ X 24″ black spruce burl, Kentville ravine, 2008. The tree itself was 6″ in OD. Did you notice the spiral, as if it IS its own Universe?😉

Introduction ~ This pictorial essay with a modicum of artistic license, is my personal take on this physical reality, our common material realm. Learned experience, gut instinct (when I listen), with a modicum of intuition, is gleaned from those intimate quiet solitary moments, which, have formed me as I am now. The expression is that we see reality as we are, rather than as it is.  How is it then? Ahh, there’s the rub!

perception

perception

Some claim that morality is based upon religion. As I become aware of how I accept, appreciate and understand my relationship with all of life, ‘tis crucial to live a life that does as little harm as possible to all other living beings, trees, plants, or animals both recklessly or vengefully. While I’m no Jain, I regularly swat instinctively at mosquitoes, black flies, plus squishing tics, when they intrude upon my personhood.

A magical mystery tour through the metaphysical world of manifestation:  aka, all eye really wanna know is how this raccoon ate all the jam, peanut butter, lettuce and carrot shavings, while so politely tossing a cleaned platter out, with 'im still inside and locked down?

A magical mystery tour through the metaphysical world of manifestation: aka, all eye really wanna know is how this raccoon ate all the jam, peanut butter, lettuce and carrot shavings, while so politely tossing a cleaned, ‘fine bone China’ 😋 platter out, with ‘im still inside and locked down?

I catch and release raccoons, porcupines, red squirrels and chipmunks, the latter two eat the blueberries, from my forest edge garden. Perhaps collective ethics is what we lack as a highly urbanized species, with so little appreciation for the natural world, from whence we spring forth.

Black wasp on the ice late March during a melt.

Black wasp on the ice late March during a melt.

The storyline goes, that an assistant of Albert Einstein, asked the master why he was giving the exact same questions asked on the previous year’s test, for a student exam. 20th C’s mathematical genius replied: “Because the answers have changed.” What an abundant allegory for truth seekers today!

Love this creative waterstone boulder house near Hantsport.

Love this creative waterstone house near Avonport.

The fundamental, underlying nature of reality, the Cosmos and the Universe to this writer, is one of mystery and overwhelming awe at the beauty all ’round; for the potential I was granted at birth, to be gracious in allowing me to experience All That There IS, now. The true artist/craftsperson is in possession of an innate ability to meld intellect and sensory perception by transmuting those two attributes into feelings.

Only three purple rhodo blooms this season. Many flowers will not produce in this sustained 30 C temp heatwave.

Only three purple rhodo blooms this season. Many flowers will not produce in this sustained 30°C temp heatwave.

To be authentic, especially as we come closer to that time where our faculties fail more often, seems to me to be essential for our species to advance from an evolutionary perspective.  Plus, there are far more years behind than in front for this scribbler. This means opening to our own uniqueness; getting real, expressing ourselves freely, without concern for what others think, believe or say.  This is the walk of tightwire balance, with a sense to not publicly nor privately humiliate others; nor making them wrong so I can be right.  It does, however, mean that de temps en temps, one must stand our ground firmly, not with pride, but, with honour. That too, is a worthy practice.

Cape Split at high tide. On previous adventures, I along with others have hiked over to the farthest rock at low tide. The rocks are very slippery, covered with wet sea grass.

Cape Split, NS at high tide. One of NS’s favourite landmarks.  On previous adventures, I along with others have hiked over to the farthest rock at low tide. The rocks are very slippery, covered with wet sea grass. This is a favourite hiking destination a short drive from this homestead.

My aim with this essay is to show the unbridled optimism with life itself, found at the macro and micro level of existence. While the pandemic and ecological/climatic devastion clearly show the limits of swivelization’s impact on the natural world, it’s not that previous advanced technological cultures have not disappeared before ours.

Dawn breaking at my meditation chair mid winter.

Dawn breaking at my meditation chair mid-winter.

Belief ~ inculcation begins with parents, moves on through institutions, such as schooling and religious study. Those ideas learned become our MO [Modus Operandi], our belief system, that we unconsciously cart forward. The prevailing political culture in the locale where we grow up, informs us on what is the correct position on issues, both past and current. Perhaps this is why the big Q’s hardly ever become posited, rarely in polite gatherings, alas.

The fungi contribute to the breakdown of old cellular tissue, converting the tree mass into compost for new growth of perhaps another species.

The fungi contribute to the breakdown of old cellular tissue, converting the tree mass into compost for new growth, perhaps some other species for the propagation of forest succession.

Each person must chart their own path, as it’s not other’s responsibility to try and change their beliefs. Question them with curiosity, perhaps, but, not aggressively finding fault by finger-pointing. It’s not possible to change anyone else’s beliefs by tutoring them with evidence and fact-based truths. Folks with beliefs as qualitatively separate from truth, are usually fearful of that vacuum, since they have nothing to fall back upon.

Blooms abound throughout the winter, apparently, somewhat unusual.

These two variegated Dieffenbachia plants freely give bountiful blooms throughout the winter, apparently, somewhat unusual.

Doing/Becoming/Being is old circular logic. The circle has been popular in many spiritual groups for an overly protracted period. By peering more deeply into this apparent contradiction, we realize that all 3 are happening simultaneously, not separately, nor one after t’other.

Slug race on a concrete patio slab.

Slug race on a concrete patio slab. Who will win? Ask them if they care? hahaha

Truth ~ when we state our IS-ness from a place far deeper inside, then we have ever ventured, in *every* situation, no matter how distasteful that may be to others, this then becomes a wise expression of authenticity. My truth is all those ideas, techniques or concepts that have passed muster, by percolating through the acquired filters of lies, myths, and falsehoods. More importantly, my morality is my conscience.  I instinctively know when love rules over indifference. Hate is loves bedfellow. It’s an attachment thingy…I surmise.

Hemlock dbl take, 2009.

Hemlock double take, 2009.

Another method of enquiry, is to drop into the methodology of how we interpret reality and the data or explanations by experts in their field assuming fact. Our perceptions and the lines of inquiry, or, lack thereof, form our interpretations and thence our beliefs. ∴ There will always be contrasting multiple versions of that portion of existence. No problemo.

A fearless mating brain banger in waiting, against my window pane. Chipping sparrow, 2nd shot.

A fearless mating brain banger in waiting, against my window pane. Chipping sparrow, 1st shot.

People may be able to explore why they have determined how a thing IS in their frame of reference. An upshot could be an evident openness to converse honestly about that subject matter. Suppose that humanity were to develop a deeper commitment to information sharing, thence commentary through mano à mano; folks might eventually possess a more clear vision of their own truth, with a renewed willingness to divulge that truth and allow it to emerge without effort.

I adore the forming icicles from the mid-winter sunny days coming off the steel roof.

I adore the forming icicles from the mid-winter sunny days coming off the steel roof. Notice how the melted drop on the left, has not quite reached the lowest apex of the icicle.

I was also married this day, in 1970. 35 years, was as far as that experience went, which, in itself, was an enormous and decisive life lesson. Nothing lasts. I know I am responsible for all of my own problems.  That’s ownership! At the time, my personal therapist helping me understand the trauma of the separation and pending divorce, said to me: “John, you are 100% responsible for…your 50% share, of the marital breakup.”  It was Linda’s punchline that saved my bacon that day.

6-spotted green tiger beetles reproducing. It was the only way to capture their image as they fly away when approached. Eye guess when One is preoccupied with sex, all else takes a 'backseat'! hahaha

6-spotted green tiger beetles reproducing. It was the only way to capture their image as they fly away when approached. Eye guess when One is preoccupied with sex, all else takes a ‘backseat’!

Yes, a wise assertion in itself; a gigantic head turner, as I was also told that I could no longer find fault with my former spouse.  I was there to know John’s behaviour and be responsible for it. After dating these past 17 years, with ladies never married, widows, divorcées, what a sad tale to tell about how many point the finger away from themselves. So many have never graced the offices of any therapist to help examine their own actions in similar circumstance. Sage advice for men at any age when dating: if the first word uttered is ‘he’ rather than ‘I’, please be advised, that often this means there may be a non-recognition between being self-absorbed and Self-centred.  I sea all of this as observations, not judgements, although, one does muster opinions. All just words…

Mid winter baking day.

Mid winter baking day. Asking me what is my favourite, would be answered as: ‘the one I’m eating now’.

There was a time some years ago, when I fully intended to write a book about this dating game; i.e., the meet/meat market, since the community gran’ma matchmaker has fled, becoming unavailable. The title was most apropos as: “The Baggage Handler”, where that person was the author.  In all of life, we, ourselves, are fully responsible for all our actions, beliefs and proclamations, whether wittingly or in ignore-ance, as A.W. says.

Red bellied Northern snake about 200 mm long.

Red bellied Northern snake about 200 mm long. That’s 8″ for my stateside readers scrambling for the ruler. America: the last frontier for change to the metric system.

However, that does not mean that any experience is unimportant, intrinsically good/bad, even crucial for further development of that individual’s growth as both human & being.  Experience is all there IS! We decide through our social mores, what becomes our ethically accepted practice. There is no intrinsic morality.  Those are culturally defined options. We make those decisions ourselves.

IS may be a more powerful word in this sense than I AM; yet, upon reflection, the word and phrase are synonymous when employed in this magical, mystical metaphysics.

Beak too big, bud! Any help with the species will be appreciated.

Beak’s too big, bud! NS stout male Downey woodpecker

Passion ~ in the beginning when I set out on this adventure of woodworking to make it my professional trade, my only goal was to develop a decent semblance of technical proficiency, a competence in this very old craft. I simply desired to be a respectable craftsman. As I look back on a career that has spanned 5 decades, there has been a dabbling in many motifs from chainsaw lumbermaking, carpentry, millwork, cabinetry, furniture making, lathe turning, sculpture, tool making, veneering, loudspeaker manufacture, ultimately now, the privilege of reflection, looking back. None of us were to age this quickly. hahaha Brings to mind the ole adage that: “Life is what happens when you’re making other plans.” Or “Too soon old, too late smart.” 🤨

Dandelion flower head only, the most nutritious tea and the most nutritious part. 1/3 of my 2020 harvest. While the entire plant is edible, the roots and leaves are far more work with less nutritive benefit.

Dandelion flower head only, the most nutritious tea and the most nutritious portion. 1/3 of my 2020 harvest. While the entire plant is edible, the roots and leaves are far more work with less nutritive benefit. Do your own homework.

Passion is the unrelenting, urgent drive within the depths of our energetic spirit for full authentic expression — in any disciple! While the word passion, has come to mean what happens in the bedroom between consenting adults, that is such a narrow definition; so, I’d personally like to reclaim my own meaning. The same with the word intimacy.  Fully explained, intimacy can be defined as becoming vulnerable, allowing someone else the freedom to sea us more.  Friends wish to know and they wish to be known.

Parthenium Beetle

Parthenium Beetle

For the struggling craftsman [we are all struggling whether creative or not], who wishes for more artistic expression through his hands, passion is what gets us up every morning to pick up where we left off, or simply rework an idea expressed in our work, that no longer serves any purpose.

1/2" drawer-bound drill rescued and re-purposed as a mini lathe to fashion a rolling pin in order to make ground flaxseed wraps.

1/2″ drawer-bound drill rescued and re-purposed as a mini lathe to fashion a rolling pin in order to make ground flaxseed wraps. The “lengths” we woodworkers go to, eh? hahaha Yeah, yeah, $15.0 at Jeff’s delivery service.

Art ~ the greatest achievement of this human absorption in any creative discipline may coincidentally be considerable, yet light-hearted, entirely devoid of purpose. Art connotes a non-functional representation of that maker’s mind and heart. No matter how we cloak ourselves in words, art and craft share very similar tools for execution.  Craftsmen also make wall hangings and sculpture.

The wind made me do it. There is so much to keep our eyes down low during a walk in the forest behind this homestead. Those are new branches evolving from the mature cambium layer under the outer bark of this maple. Blown, bent and still very much propagating new life.

The wind made me do it. There is so much to keep our eyes down low during a walk in the forest behind this homestead. Those are new branches evolving from the mature cambium layer under the outer bark of this maple. Blown, bent the horizontal limb measured over 5′ remaining busy, propagating new life.

In the practice of my trade and thence my craft, it took interminable decades to realize that perfection was unattainable and quite unworthy of being sought after. As above with Albert, the answers are always changing. Eventually through the school of hard knocks, I have shed more than a few drops of my own blood, sweat and tears, carelessly and accidentally, although looking back there was that intuition, as the first quiet voice that remained unattended, sigh. Yes, there have been tears when a selected piece of wood was machined incorrectly, having to be replaced with a poor substitute of grain pattern mismatch and colour.

The first dove twins cannot leave each other alone. This was their initial foray outside the nest. As I had made several camera expeditions up the ladder, they were unafraid and allowed me this closeup.

The first dove twins cannot leave each other alone. This was their initial foray outside the nest. As I had made several camera expeditions up the ladder, they were unafraid and allowed me this closeup.

Central to this effort, has been a late realization that I was never alone.  There has been a cooperative collaboration between experience, The Friend, my own intellect, all in the pursuit of design, execution and finish of that I have made, with these hands, through this heart. ‘Tis an unbreakable partnership!🙏

Like many, I make hummus regularly. It is my butter. Here I have pictured a tahini run off with the winner being the far right Cortas brand. the oil did not separate, the flavour was not bitter and it poured outta the jar with little scraping at the bottom. Lebanese of course. Kudos, brothers and sisters!

Like many, I make hummus regularly. It’s my butter. Here I have pictured a tahini run off, with the winner being the far right Cortas brand. The oil did not separate, the flavour was not bitter, as it poured outta the jar with little scraping of solidified stuff at the bottom. Lebanese of course. Kudos, brothers and sisters!

Notions of brilliance in solutions or perfection, are noticed through an internal ‘witness protection plan’ then laughed at, then promptly squelched. EGO or Edge God Out means that we are able to see our foolish pride.

1 at a time, then 3. Mama robin did not like my presence despite not laying a finger on her eggs. I will preserves this under glass as a natural sculpture this coming winter. I'll not bother the robins again. First time this has happened with mama leaving her clutch.

1 at a time, then 3. Mama robin did not like my presence despite not laying a finger on her eggs. I will preserve this under glass as a natural sculpture this coming winter. I’ll not bother the robins again. First time this has happened with mama leaving her clutch.

Excellence lies in a place of placid peace, which, comes through realizing none of this matters in the grand scheme of things, since nothing lasts, even mountains wear away. As a woodworker, I see what the rain and carpenter ants do to the exterior sculptures here, how the intensity of the sun’s rays through a reduced ozone layer discolour my work. So, I smile and laugh at the grand illusion, yet play on.

Neighbour children doing what we did as kids; playing on an ice melt in a farmer field.

Neighbour children doing what we did as kids; playing on an ice melt in a farmer field.

Work ~here in NS, the common Annapolis Valley colloquial is; “’Tis good enough.”  It’s taken me the 12 years I’ve lived here, to understand what folks who have spent their entire lives here mean.  In my craft, it is still laudable to strive for excellence.  It’s unimportant if that goal is ever attained.  What’s central is the focus which translates inside the task, meaning that the potential outcome may be salutatory or not. hahaha

Late gardening, allowing the annual winter ryegrass to mature, which, can then act as both mulch and green manure.

Late gardening, allowing the annual winter ryegrass to mature, which, can then act as both mulch and green manure.

Attachment ~ I learned early on, not to become attached to the work that was fought for with that blood, sweat and tears. None of this is ours anyway, not even our children.  Life is a loan from All That There IS! This idea of possession is hardly freeing.  No legal deeds, trademarks, patents, or copyright mean anything long term. There is the story of a master and student, who when approaching a river crossing, find a young woman who was in tears about her failed attempt to cross.  The old monk picked her up and safely carried her to the other side, letting her down gently.  Hours later on the path to nowhere special, the student asks his master why he picked her up, when the teaching was for strict asceticism with no contact.  The master replied: “Why are you still carrying her?  I set her down many miles ago.”

Poplar twig with symbiotic fungi, as one devours t'other, while dropping nutrient back into the soil. This is not seen in chemical agriculture.

Poplar twig with symbiotic fungi, as one devours t’other, while dropping nutrient back into the soil. This is not seen in the soil reminiscent of industrial chemical agriculture. The twig was hidden under last year’s fallen meadow plants.

Letting Go ~ many people hold grudges, are vengeful even hateful. We make our own karma. Own it before changing it. We’ve all experienced some of those actions directed towards ourselves, either where we live, or online, which, is a haven for pa-troll-ing and con-troll-ing a narrative. Accepting what IS may well be the very first lesson in ageing peacefully.

Aquafaba [{chickpea} bean water] ice cream with walnuts, raspberries, bananas and a desire for a treat.

Aquafaba = bean water {chickpea} ice cream; surmounted with walnuts, raspberries, bananas and a desire for a treat. No added sugars. Good work deserves good rest +…continuous treats. 🥰

Money ~ Money is a method of calculating a value for exchange.  In itself, there is no evil, unless the intent is to deceive or falsify worth. Moving forward through this pandemic and the rapidly failing economic system, that falsely rewards greed, humans will of necessity have to devise a more true form of exchange.  I don’t have any idea, but, it may well be set on sharing.  What a collective concept, huh? hahaha

🎶 the long and winding road...

🎶 the long and winding road…”Me no hurry.  You take your hurry and go bye bye.”

Profit ~ in business, profit is a separate component that figures into a price where costs are tallied.  In a public venture, profit does not intrude in the cost total. Public is always less expensive than private. All businesses in a private capitalist economy need some profit to purchase repairs, capital cost outlay for new equipment, or just a punitive add-on, because governments do not regulate the degree of additional upcharge. Supposedly, the marketplace is responsible, meaning whatever governments allow them to get away with. Doesn’t appear to be, sigh.

One branch, 2 trees, poplar 2009.

One branch, 2 trees, poplar 2009…undoctored.  More mystery unfolds from the quantum vacuum.

Sharing ~ it is my firm belief that sharing must of necessity, be the new ethical principle behind any economic activity after this pandemic leaves humans. We have all seen and witnessed this in how data is streamed for free; i.e., music, news, films, movies, videos and good jokes, keeping we, the peasantry, entertained, civil and not yet brain dead.

How passive solar works: June 19,2020 2 PM. Natural, no air conditioning

How passive solar works: June 19, 2020, 2 PM. All natural, no air conditioning. 10.4° C differential! Not too shabby. Open the windows/drapes, close the windows/drapes.  Live with nature and don’t fight her.  Why? ‘Cause ‘she’ is you, me and, us, all of us; no escapees.

Folks are talking about economic equality, when that will never be allowed to be regulated.  Without a genuine from the ground up rebellion against this toxic economy, the climate/ecological catastrophic breakdown will continue, putting humans at severe risk within the ongoing 6th mass extinction. Even though the IPCC tell us that the climatic changes now occurring are irreversible…we don’t actually know that. Admittedly, if one *only* looks at the accepted science data, the situation becomes more dire with each passing day; the outlook appears grim indeed. Then there’s the unseen realm at work behind the scenes. To say we’re done, it’s all over, is immoral and quite self-indulgent.

Mama mournin' dove on ladder and offspring on nest. The adults mate for life, can live 13 years and can have 6 clutches of two eggs/yr. Bring it on as she now sits for the 3rd time since her initial foray this year in late March at -10C!

Mama mournin’ dove on ladder and offspring on the nest. The adults mate for life, can live 13 years and can have 6 clutches of two eggs/yr. Bring it on as she now sits for the 3rd time since her initial foray this year in late March at -10°C! Not exactly a B&W image, but, close ’nuff.

Camaraderie ~ friendships are not only formed with other humans.  Watching the eagles soar far above, caterwauling crows, hummingbirds pushing mates away from feeders, chattering red squirrels, hammering woodpeckers, etc, deep relationships of a non-verbal kind, can form between these critters and your spirit, perhaps at best, a mystical form of telepathy joins souls from different species.

Onion Medusa with very edible braids.

Onion Medusa with very edible braids.

My pleasures are simple such as canoeing on a still lake, relaxing on the hammock in summer, working hard in the garden in spring, taking deep, long luxuriant baths once each week, listening to music from many genres principally classical, taking part and hosting potlucks and documentary evenings, as well as workshops for the one group I feel comfortable with, i.e., XR = Extinction Rebellion.

This is the 7th weather bomb recorded here since hurricane Dorian, Sept 7th, 2019. 24 MB drop in 24 hours.

This is the 7th weather bomb, defined as a 24 MB drop in 24 hours, recorded here since hurricane Dorian, Sept 7th, 2019.  This time it was a 42 MB drop!

I enjoy gardening, watering in the quiet morning or near sundown, when all else has become silent.  Of course, woodworking, which has been with me since I was a boy.  I recall leaving the house often before the age of 10 whenever there was household strife of one sort or another; finding peace down by the old creek in the [then], old-growth Eastern white cedar forest and glens that abounded. There was one red oak that stood as a sentinel [still there] with a base girth of more than 4′ in OD! Cooking and baking with new recipes, finding ways to make this senior’s limited income stretch further each year by deciding what can be let go of. For now, it’s haircuts, as the locks once curly, move to shoulder length with this late June lockdown.

This black spruce living burl, along with at least 100 others, was clearcut  to make way for the Cape Split parking lot an area, which, is now a provincial park.

This black spruce living burl, along with at least 100 others, was clearcut to make way for the Cape Split parking lot an area, which, is now a provincial park.

Simple things like taking a heavy drawer-bound 1/2″electric drill, then fashioning a spindle lathe for the sole purpose of turning a French rolling pin in order to make a flaxmeal wrap for burritos is a high.

Dandelion is the most common flower makes the most nutritious tea. Ironic really, when we dump so much poison on our lawns, to rid ourselves of this sun gold gem.

Dandelion, the most common wildflower also makes the most nutritious tea. Ironic really, when we dump so much poison on our lawns, to rid ourselves of this sun gold gem.

Mind ~ the possession of authentic deep humour is the innate ability to laugh about ourselves and the absurdity of existing simultaneously, as human + being. Oftentimes, it’s not so much what has happened that is upsetting us, as it is how we 👀 at the event. So much of our perception as to what is changeable, is merely jammed between our ears.

Mrs/Mr Bumble, pollinating a wild rose, from which each fall, as I've done for nearly 50 years, collect the red hips for making wintertime tea, a great source of vitamin C in the skins and flesh and vitamin e in the seeds.

Orange-belted Mrs/Mr Bumble, pollinating a wild rose, from which each fall, as I’ve done for nearly 50 years, collect the red hips for making wintertime tea, a great source of vitamin C in the skins and flesh and vitamin E in the seeds.

Body ~ the vehicle for our soul. Our bodies are the repository of our intellect, intuition and biome. Some major parts are not regrown as with salamanders. Yes, our nails and hair, but, not limbs, not our stereocilia found within the cochlea, those vibratory hairlike strands that transmit sound messages on nerve endings to the brain. Certainly not the most valued sensory organ, our eyes for seeing creation’s beauty.

Ryegrass grew to over 1200 mm this season with some exceeding 1425 mm [4'8"].

Ryegrass grew to over 1200 mm this season with some strands exceeding 1425 mm [4’8″].

Soul ~ this one is a mystery. Since the prevailing scientific truth suggests that matter cannot be created nor destroyed, what is it that leaves the body after our final expulsion of air? What is consciousness and where does it reside? There are only anecdotal accounts coming from people who’ve had NDE’s [Near Death Experiences]. Measurements were made over a C ago, that purported to indicate a loss of 21 grams?

Spring beauty in late April before the tree foliage begins, on the walk through the highlands towards Cape Split, a provincial hotspot for hikers.

Spring beauty in late April before the tree foliage begins, on the walk through the highlands towards Cape Split, a provincial hotspot for hikers.

***If truth be told, we are all of these, mind, body, soul, experiences, environment, plus a gigantic dollop of mystery, sugar-coated with awe. Please let me know if I’ve left anything out.

Pushing through the leaves, not a morel nor a chanterelle and I'm unconcerned if it's edible.  The camera lens is always hungry for a Kodak moment.

Pushing through the leaves, not a morel nor a chanterelle and I’m unconcerned if it’s edible. The camera lens is always hungry for a Kodak moment.

Religion ~ it’s scarcely surprising how people in a given locale defend their ideological positions with respect to religion, politics or culture — even science, yet particularly the former! If one peers more intently ‘tis easy to notice they are simply honouring their own assertions from a position of personal interest, virtually rote like. No one wishes to have their beliefs taken away arbitrarily, not even indigenous folks who were here for millennia before the white Europeans practised their cultural genocide. Religion is a way of explaining life, our purpose, who we are and what ‘transpires’, after our last exhaled puff of air. But, one must belong, must accept all the dogma as handed down.  This is inherently a patriarchal and hierarchal system of ideas.  The Universe doesn’t work that way.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! This bud's for you.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! This bud’s for you.

Spirituality ~ for much of our current civilization, we collectively go blindly unaware regarding religious attitudes held, as to how we were raised by parents and the prevalent community culture. The same is true for voting patterns, ideas about racial superiority, dare I mention diet? Once liberated from these unconscious persistent patterns, or in-the-box thinking, someone with a modicum of creative curiosity, will be set upon a path to true spiritual development. Yeah, it’s hard to stay on the path, as it is lonely, fraught with isolation, gossip, attempts at public shaming, third-hand innuendo and outright anger. To the few who succeed in this marathon, since few will join in, they are rewarded with authenticity and get to hang with their own soul and eventually a small, but, committed tribe.

Dutchman's breeches with spring beauty offering a backdrop, on the hike to Cape Split.

Dutchman’s breeches with spring beauty offering a backdrop, on the hike to Cape Split.

Mysticism ~  there is a component of mind that one comes to after we have escaped our swivelization’s mechanistic material understanding of this physical realm. The duality of life is inescapable as being more like the polarity of a battery than mere opposites. This mystifying seeming schism between what we perceive with our senses, juxtaposed with that which we often experience individually, appears contradictory, even non-existent if there is no corroboration. It’s no escape nor excuse to utter, that this reality is…mystifying.

A tiny overnight puffball already on its way to full decomposition. Mysticism, my preferred curiosity.

A tiny overnight puffball already on its way to full decomposition. Mysticism, my preferred curiosity.

Politics ~ our human centred world is so very far beyond any Left VS Right dogmatic spectrum dichotomy, whether political, religious or economic. The COVID-19 pandemic clearly demonstrates we’re all in this together; not the same boat, yet certainly the identical storm. It’s been an ongoing class war for centuries. The racism, economic inequalities, intellectual snobbery, are all a part of that academic institutionalized idiocy. Capitalism gave us these problems, based on the pursuit of individual profit.

Flowering dogwood outside the bedroom window in mid June.  Alas, this season there is a pittance of blooms.

Flowering dogwood outside the bedroom window in mid June. Alas, this season there is a pittance of blooms. ‘Tis this June heat.

The NET has shown that the solution is sharing—freely—all resources, techniques, with local strategies for implementation, as I’ve already spoken to this. The ole ‘60s line of getting back to the land is more cogent now than ever.  Degrowth, with the final stage of austerity for the masses [robbery and theft with governmental approval], hoarding by the 1%, depopulate the urban centres by repopulating the countryside is the only solution.   Working where we live, growing food where we live and not owning personal vehicles.

The new garden in early spring, 2010. Tamarack boxes and wood shavings for underlay. The 7 bins of leaves collected in town from resident rakings now sit as potential compost as a distant background.

The new garden in early spring, 2010. Tamarack boxes and wood shavings for underlay. The 7 bins of leaves collected in town from resident rakings now sit as potential compost as a distant background. Like that new car, where the first scratch is the devil’s work.

Food~ I don’t eat a vegan diet.  That could be exposed as French Fries, Pepsi and a Twinkie for later. No, what I eat is an evidence-based diet which just so happens to be 100% plants, whole ones, i.e., unprocessed, with very low additional SOS, = Salt Oil Sugar; no CRAP, i.e., Calorie Rich and Processed].  I’ve heard tell it said that: We ate no flesh in Eden.

My catch & release trap. Plenty of coons here, raid the planter boxes for June bug larvae, making havoc for the young seedlings. It is after all their forest [they were here first]. The critters also they have a right to exist.

My catch & release trap. Plenty of coons here, raid the planter boxes for June bug larvae, making havoc for the young seedlings. It is after all their forest [they were here first]. The critters also have a right to exist.

I’m supremely thankful for having dropped all those sophisticated tastes associated with my former animal foodstuff dietary intake. Repetitively eating the same plants, daily, has been a revelation for mental, emotional and physical well being. Potatoes, oats, wheat, berries, carrots, tomatoes, onions, garlic, greens, beans, herbs, etc. are mainstays, many of which I grow here, on this patch. It’s both a hobby and a vocation.  A chance to learn new gardening practices such as no till, no digging, laying the refuse exactly in the spot where it was created.  Forests and meadows, trees and plants all feast on their own refuse. Time to politely plagiarize that practice.

Black eyed Susan.  I've tried to propagate more here by spreading the seeds in the fall when dry.  There has been some blessing.

Black eyed Susan. I’ve tried to propagate more here by spreading the seeds in the fall when dry. There has been some blessing.

Death ~ the most horrible torment is if one accepts that there may be an escape clause not yet revealed. hahaha The ultimate awareness of life is that death is inevitable for all living beings. We will refer to that as a form of Cosmic Consciousness, alright? If we are always waiting for a better moment, another fix from some substance or deliciously devious device that gives us a high, then we are racing through life which is a gigantic tragedy, since tomorrow never arrives. You get high, you come down…you get high, you come down… It’s always NOW, the Present Moment, because, that’s all there IS.

Unusual pastel sunset. Most are more vivid. This could be taken as a dawn shot, not one at dusk.

Unusual pastel sunset. Most are more vivid. This could be taken as a dawn shot, rather than at dusk.

Love ~ it is my truth that there is only one form of love.  We may alter our interaction with different subjects that we give love to, but, the giving is the same; all or nothing.  This is not an in between state. When we learn how to love through many behaviours, such as offering service to others, without thinking of recompense, to become content with what we have been given while we are here, to offer our lives to the creative force, which, gave life to all of this from molten rock, then peace is surely the gift wrapped prize.

Supertunia that needs no picking of deceased blooms, usually purchased locally from Brooklin Gardens each year.

Supertunia that needs no picking of deceased blooms, usually purchased locally from Brooklin Gardens each year.

  • Why are we here?
  • Where did we come from?
  • What does it mean to Love someone or something?
  • What does it mean to live a good life?
  • What is our purpose?
  • Where do we go after our final exhalation?
Grammy hemlock with a base OD of over 600 mm or 2' on the driveway.  I pleaded with NSP to allow it to remain even though it was within the 20 right of way for the primary line to the transformer pole.

Grammy hemlock with a base OD of over 600 mm i.e., 2′ above the driveway. I pleaded with NSP to allow it to remain, even though it was within the 20′ right-of-way for the primary line to the transformer pole.

And therein lies more rubs. Just exactly what constitutes Truth, as we ‘know’ it? This essay is not about what I believe, as I have no beliefs, per se.  I have truths, which — change.  So, why then?  Change is the only constant in The Universe.  Karl Marx stipulated that as well. If there was a simple song’s lyrics I could subscribe to, it would be Yoko & John’s 1971 hit: Imagine. In 1964, years before she met Lennon, Yoko actually penned the “Imagine” ideas, from which John expounded  much of the lyrics, in a book entitled; Grapefruit.

Giant white ash left by the loggers with those who notice if and hug it, reap the reward. The scar is likely a lightening strike, yet that branch still lives. At the base, it is nearly 1200 mm or 4' in OD.

Giant white ash left by the loggers. Those who 👀 it, tree hug, reap the reward. The scar is likely a lightning strike, yet that branch still lives. At the base, it is nearly 1200 mm or 4′ in OD.

We enter this life giving material realm through our first inhalation of air as we breathe, with hands clenched tightly in fists as if to say; “All of this I possess”. We exit with a final exhalation, palms open graciously admitting; “I give it all back”. Was it ever ours in the first place?

For years, each spring the yellow salamanders have been laying clutches of eggs in the pond here.  Not for the past two years, alas. Notice how they are attached to fallen dead branches.  All creatures are opportunists.

For years, each spring the yellow salamanders have been laying clutches of eggs in the pond here. Not for the past two years, alas. Notice how they are attached to fallen dead branches. All creatures are opportunists.

OOPArts ~ aka, Out Of Place Artifacts. Ever heard of these?  Look it up, please.  What they tell us today is that there is so much that remains unexplained and unexamined from long ago. There are museums the world over housing these artefacts, with no genuine explanation as to how they were made, or, the exact date of their fabrication.  The greatest of all of the evidence for this lack of explanation remain the megalithic walls, carvings, polished granite columns, buildings and pyramids that exist on every continent and multiple ocean islands, such as Easter Is.

Red bell pepper nearly 165 mm or 6.5" long. There are good years for some crops and not so good ones for others. Mulch - mulch - mulch!

Red bell pepper nearly 165 mm or 6.5″ long. There are good years for some crops and not so good ones for others. Mulch – mulch – mulch!

Crop Circle Formations ~ since 1991, mostly in the UK, but, also in over 50 other countries, there have been these overnight laydowns of geometric and life drawings in fields of cereal grains such as barley, wheat, rape [canola] and corn. Most years they complexify.  There are inherent communications: We mean you no harm.  We are your allies, wishing you to know we are watching. It is the contention of many who study this phenomenon, that these CCF’s are the best evidence of an on-going basis, that we are not alone as intelligent beings in this Universe [One Song]. Doing the math, given the number of stars systems within separate, yet connected Galaxies is not difficult. I heartily concur!

Garden in late summer.  An excellent harvest that year. I rotate most beds.  Now I practice no till which means cut and lay rather than dig and bury.  This does not disturb the C02 stored in Her E-air-th nor the roots which aid the aerating of the soil .  Neither does no dig disturb the micro organisms.

Garden in late summer. An excellent harvest that year. I rotate most beds. Now I practice no till which means cut and lay rather than dig and bury. This does not disturb the C02 stored in Her E-air-th nor the roots which aid the aerating of the soil. Neither does no dig disturb the microorganisms.

Metaphysical can be used as a synonym for spirituality. This word can mean involving an actuality, beyond, or not part of, how we perceive existence, through our 5 physical senses, i.e., taste, touch, sight, smell and sound.

Chieftain red skinned potato with white flesh are great long term keepers. This one is especially fruitful with many sprouts. Spuds are a modified tuber grown on a stem to produce a "tuber".

Chieftain red skinned potato with white flesh are great long term keepers. This one is especially fruitful with many sprouts. Spuds are a modified tuber grown on a stem to produce a “tuber”.

With this lockdown due to the COVID-19 pandemic, it’s as though Gaia has sent us all home to reconsider and reflect upon what we have done to Her E-air-th, as She continues to prune Her planet. There is a molecule that science tells us is not alive, however, it does appear to be conscious. Once humans wrap their noggins ’round that seeming contradiction, we may make headway…maybe. There is hardly any mention anywhere, about taking animals off the menu. Evolve or die seems an implicit message.

Even in death, dandelions take in light, before the wind scatters their seed to the four directions.

Even in death, dandelions take in light, before the wind scatters their seed in the four directions.

All of this is happening simultaneously with the climate catastrophe and the burgeoning ecological calamities. Yeah, I know, I’m being repetitive.  What humans have wrought since the massive burning of fossil fuels will stay with us for thousands of years, as both a torment and a life lesson. Our species name is homo sapiens, yet a more accurate description might be homo stupidio, as we lemmings sit in our homes watching our specie’s demise through all the latest high-tech gadgetry such as High-Def LCD screens, multi-speaker surround sound systems with fine listening algorithms such as DD=Dolby Digital] or, DTS=Digital Theater Systems. Mea culpa, sigh! I’m not different; how could I be? This is our culture and I’m unsure as to why it hasn’t evolved us to be more loving, compassionate, or kind and gentle.

Mournin' dove's first clutch of two ivory coloured eggs.

Mournin’ dove’s first clutch of two ivory coloured eggs.

Nothingness  ~ is the basic, fundamental reality. Emptiness IS. Since all of this material reality sprang from that. Got it? hahaha Quantum physics is constantly reminding those who deem listening as still a redeemable concept, that matter comes from no matter. Perhaps that’s why Zen suggests that to adopt a sense of no-mind is beyond mindless. Sound emerges from nothingness, as with the American goldfinch beak banging against my window this morning, likely seeing its reflection in the pane of glass. Narcissus indeed. hahaha

Male American goldfinch at the window teasing me with his saliva strand; yet 'nother Narcissus in action. I just love this!

Male American goldfinch at the window teasing me with his saliva strand, yet ‘nother Narcissus in action. I just love this!

We find our niche, then set about to collaborate with all that surrounds and encompasses our personal world view. Others have phrased this concept as a form of obligative mutualism. The issue is not our intellect per se; it’s how we direct that mental capacity, the degree of compassion we offer to all other living beings, including aspects of existence we term inanimates, such as mountaintop removal for mineral deposits, or the clearcutting of forests for biomass. Bad ideas are driven by greed with permission and deeds granted by governments for personal corporate gain.

Yes, I had a leg run in with the thorns from a similar wild blackberry.  I generally pick between 40 and 50 lbs of berries each year. Blackberries have more antioxidants and anthocyanins than blueberries.  A thorny reward.

Yes, I had a leg run in with the thorns from a similar wild blackberry. I generally pick between 40 and 50 lbs of berries each year. Blackberries have more antioxidants and anthocyanins than blueberries. A thorny reward.

Contentment ~ is being fully appreciative of what I have now, as all I need. If there are no expectations from others or from life itself, how can there be a possibility for disappointment?

The Annapolis valley of NS from the Burgess Mtn Rd, on the North Mtn, looking due south, where I live. 4/2020

The Annapolis valley of NS from the Burgess Mtn Rd, on the North Mtn, looking due south, where I live. 4/2020

Joy ~ can be felt through new experiences never before imagined that are usually pleasurable to the mind, also the body, but, not necessarily so with the latter.  Life’s joy is the play of one aspect VS its counter. The polarity of dualism rather than the interchange of opposites. Polarity is complementary.  A battery cannot exist without both terminals.

The tick would not stop crawling until it became 'flushed'. That white stuff in its jaws is a piece of jayoh. hahaha Apologies for the blur.

The tick would not stop crawling until it became ‘flushed’. That white stuff in its jaws is a piece of jayoh. hahaha Apologies for the blur. I never quite cozied up to this A900 Nikon.

Happiness ~ is summed up as being fully in the moment or as athletes tell it: ‘in the zone’. Once there is a preoccupation with a current task, then all thought, action and interest IS with that focus; that’s happiness. When there is no outside consideration for anything else, no payment, no attribution, no patent, no trademark nor intellectual property rights and no other personal profit, then one is able to dedicate attention through the intention of excellence.  Perfection is unattainable; if it was, then how would change ever manifest, since change is the only constant? All IS developing, complexifying.

I've been making my own semi firm tofu for two years now in a poplar wood press of my own design. I then marinate the slices in different decoctions for a week before using it in sammies.

I’ve been making my own semi firm tofu for two years now, in a poplar wood press of my own design. I then marinate the slices in different decoctions for a week before using it in sammies. As with life, this making is a process.

Meditation ~ this was the one spiritual custom that I not only avoided, but, decided it could be bypassed.  Since this past fall early in the AM, I sit and just watch.  No particular position other than comfortable, fingers not touching thumbs, legs not crossed nor facing East, West or any other direction. No mantra chanting, no breath following. No dogma lives here. Meditation is like this plant food diet; they’re both evidence-based. Eyes open in a corner chair, looking at life pass by, not judging, just witnessing.  That’s the secret key. When the mind wanders and the noticer seas, acknowledge and return to ‘no-mind’.

A large beet that is answering the call to reproduce...again. I've been able to store beets for 13 months in damp peat moss.

A large beet that is answering the call to reproduce…again. I’ve been able to store beets for 13 months in damp peat moss.

Wisdom does not necessarily befall those who simply grow older. Therefore,  it may be wise to pursue knowledge through constant learning.  Allow your inner spirit, nudged by the still voice of bodily intuition, to act as a guide towards love, through acceptance and constant companionship with The One.

Rocknotch gorge, NS; mesmerizing. Could be a pleasant way to go deaf.

Rocknotch gorge, NS; mesmerizing. Could be a pleasant way to go deaf.

A tale has been told, that an esteemed eastern Rishi or teacher, was lying on his deathbed close to his final breath. In life, this honoured man was revered, for delivering talks on non-attachment as the penultimate sign of awakening, or “enlightenment”.  Around him, in the courtyard outside, as there was standing room only in his bedroom, had gathered from far and away, many former students.  He lay there covered in a white sheet, symbolic of his attained purity, eyes closed, hands clasped on his enormous belly. All of a sudden, sitting bolt upright, eyes wide open, his words ejected with volcanic force: “I don’t want to go!” …some lily guilding was added, since embellishment is the craftsman’s tool. Mea culpa.

Cicada head on. Terrifying, yet harmless to humans.

Cicada head on. Terrifying to look at, yet harmless to humans.

It’s been a wonderful ten years of public writing and picture posting.  I’m unsure if there remains anything left to say or show. Humans need to mount a rebellion over the sociopathic corporate 1%, their mass media + their governments, which, are their bedfellows. We’ll not vote our way outta this. No form of governing, short of local community citizenry counsels [XR‘s #3 demand] will bring about any lasting change, which, may resolve the underlying ethics behind why a complete change in the economic means in how we operate amongst ourselves, is unsustainable, even in the short term.  This pandemic has opened the bottle; the genie has flown her coop. This is no dress rehearsal.   With the severe ecological damage, rapidly accelerating temperatures, excess heat stored within the oceans precipitating massive dieoffs, food security is greatly challenged, as is all life HerSelf, here on Mother E-air-th.

Mt Everest from 2nd base camp reflecting pool of alpine glacial meltwater; altitude of 17,200'. 8/2011

Yup, the tallest! Mt Everest from 2nd base camp reflecting pool of alpine glacial meltwater; altitude of 17,200′. 8/2011

***About the I AM…a last parable, eye promise. Have eye ever lied to you afore? God queries Moses as to why Moses wants to know His real name. God tells Moses that His name is identical to His existence. Those who want to know God’s exact name, do not know Him as He IS. Thence, I AM. An expression of the present moment and the coexistent duality of the twin realms, which, are encircled [polarity]. Vide: the Taoist Yin/Yang symbol, my fave. Is it any wonder, that many Eastern religions and philosophies state that life IS all a grand illusion?

She riseth @7:38 AM 2/20/2020

She riseth @7:38 AM 2/20/2020

I AM, in that order, are the two most powerful words in our English language.

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Thank you for reading.

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I AM John Gabriel Ötvös, aka jayöh.

16'6" Bluewater on Gaspereau Lake ~solo~a great way to BE. A delightful temporary respite.

16’6″ Bluewater on Gaspereau Lake ~solo~a great way to BE. A delightful temporary respite.