Also here's last weeks post, because I'm trying not to fall more behind than the six or so blog posts I'm already behind.
It's pretty great seeing all the plants blooming and growing and leaves budding out. My favorite time of year. I really want to eat some dandelion greens while they're still young and tender, but I've got to be careful because we sprayed around the house for ants (Suzannah's prerogative) and we have cats (which like to pee outside in the mulch, one of the places the dandelions grow). Pee I can wash off, but pesticides I really don't want to mess with. The unfortunate complications of a modern forager.
One thing I'm thinking about (but won't have time to elaborate on here): I've been noticing... for lack of a better word, the masks we wear. That's not quite the right word, but it's like a layer on top of and covering the real person. It seems like it has something to do with being self conscious, worrying what other people will think about you, judging yourself based on external standards, deciding to do things based on external standards. It makes people have stage fright and act unnatural in many ways, vs. just being true to their nature, like animals and small children are good at. But it's more complicated, because adults are more mentally complex, and that can't be avoided, and shouldn't be.
I think it's linked to the 'felt sense' stuff as well. all tied together.
OK, that's all for now.
With love to you, dear friends and family
-I
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