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4/17/06

                           
Wooded Way

Up between the spaces within the floor of my life. The solid structure
of life comes from these floors and the naked of one's expression
emanates from the spaces between.

What one builds from these floors is strong when the intention is
clear. I take this intention and begin to find what kinds of wood I have
built my foundation from.

The wood we use is part of a life that comes from a wooded Way.

Birch, ash, willow, hawthorn, spindle, pine, maple, beech, apple, yew,
fir, hazel, elder, chestnut, poplar, all woods that create the strength,
endurance, clarity, and wholeness of a wooded way.

My life now vines from these spaces between the floor and it
connects all the fibers of my listening. Robert & I now sleep and
dream on these floors and our lives become fully felt.

(c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane
"Wooded Way" by Clarity
4/15/06

                           
Free Up Limits

The day has become more wrapped within the timing of closure of
one space and the opening of another.

The beginning held so tightly within the end. What ends at one place
and time begins at another.

I take in a full day of movement and arnica becomes my companion.

The miracle seems held within the moment and one thing fits
soundly into another. Each part turns so it can move into another
angle of support.

The moon shines in my window's view and I awaken to the silences
of the night.

All that has become friend to us moves into place for support.

The full moon reaches into my mind so it can free up limits.

(c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane
"Free Limits" by Clarity
4/14/06  

                    
Time Relates to Me

Patience was granted and much turns more easily this morning.

The sky is blue and there are many more bird voices to be heard.

Time relates to me in a different way and we begin to collaborate. My
body is more fluid this morning and the full moon shown on me all
night.

I had wondrous dreams and the cozy wrapped around me.

The new house has the same closet cubbyhole to write in that I have
here. Very boat-like. I will paint it Saffron Thread.

To be inside the boat of ones own journey is good and I have my
seat.

(c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane
Time Relates to Me" by Clarity
4/13/06

         
Piece Together the Picture

Up within a mantra, filling my heart with quiet I begin to piece
together the picture I am now in and feel the frame for sides.

Sides give me an ease with potential I need, and the security of
focus.

Inside this day is the gift and the clarity I need to accept its grace.
Grace is within the mantra of repeated pattern till one feels time as a
gift that will always return.

Patience is the enduring factor that must be allowed room.

The right to be patient is what I now ask for.

(c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane
"Patience" by Clarity
4/11/06

       
Wholeness Begins to Fill Me

The void like pure essence sits into this time and the measure of
time begins to fade.

The beginning is threading through the endings of things and I move
through this without complete knowledge of what is what.

The Lady of the Lake washes over me and I begin to become more
water than fire and the next phase of alchemy sets into my frame.

I wash through my past, present, and future as one and the
wholeness begins to fill me.

(c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane
"Wholeness Becomes" by Clarity
4/10/06

                   
Spring Light

Spring light runs through my veins and I feel the lift of new
beginnings.

The cold is warming itself with the turn of the world and I am ready
for the change that the next month is.

Many friends assist and give their love to our need and we begin to
dream to dream in a new space. Eight days and we will enter our
own home.

Time and space merge as the opening begins to reach its diameter.
We have lived together as an extended family for 18 years and this
will be our first home to own together.

Life becomes more balanced and we pack, lift, laugh, and dream
together as one breath.

We unite our wills, our intention and our trust into one arrow to hit
the mark.

(c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane
"Spring Light" by Clarity
4/8/06

      
Devic Home-Coming

Becoming more involved in the details than I want to be, I rise into
the morning light of this day.

Moving, a wondrous endeavor that calls upon more skills than one
should ever need to do.

I take in the gift of this day and become blessed in a way of
endurance.

To feel a house from the floors up is the owning of property that
enfolds the right to be creative, in a world that owns property from
the numbers instead of the feeling.

To feel the floors, to climb the language of what creates the walls of
a home, pierce the ceiling with a consciousness that vines out into
the night sky, is to relate to property as Devic.

Once property becomes Devic it has a voice and this voice is what I
am needing to hear.

The Devic Goddess of this home is the Lady of the Lake. The totem
is Caribou. The Lady of the Lake is a guide to mysterious realms of
emotion, creativity, and renewal.

I implore this voice to guide us through the details of how this home
unfolds.

(c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane
"Devic Home-Coming" by Clarity
4/7/06

          
Rooted Beginning

The sun strikes the morning patterns with light.

The day unfolds the mysteries of this time and I understand more
than I have ever before. A rhythm of play, packing, and creating is
being laid down and my body speaks to me more gently.

Reading Rumi,  taking in the essence of my own writing.

Watched King Kong again last night, a very mystical relationship and
the signature of a great disturbance when the full center of one
world meets the full center of an inner need that reaches into the
mist of the great mystery. I love Peter Jackson's insight into this that
he projected into this film.

My day begins with a rooted beginning of a new space.

(c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane
"Rooted Beginning" by Clarity
4/5/06

          
The Middle

Up in the middle of this transition remembering what the middle is
like, and becoming consoled.

The middle is often kind of lost, uncomfortable, unbelonging, and
rejecting. Once the pattern of the middle is known, the way past is
more perceived and the intention can stay intact.

It is the time most vulnerable, but all that will make the completion.

When Robert & I work on a piece, it is always the middle of it that
makes one pause and look around, but this is not the time to change
it. This is the time to hear it, speak to it, and converse on the
purpose.

This helps the wholeness of a body of work to live, and it is the same
with everyday life.

So today I will converse with this middle and become consoled
beyond the uncomfortable, overwhelmed, of a tired, sore body.

(c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane