🌕 Up early this morning. The full moon lighting up the countryside.
💆♂ A massage that I was gifted for Christmas, I had this morning. I came home afterwards and fell fast asleep.
💆♂ A massage that I was gifted for Christmas, I had this morning. I came home afterwards and fell fast asleep.
I Don’t Like Going to the Dump
Wednesday, January 4, 2023
In central north Maui are two small hills. They are man made. They started life as massive holes in the ground, a third has been dug, those holes were slowly filled up and then stuff was continually piled on top of them. Dirt and grass create the facade of a hill. They are garbage dumps, filled with the unwanted products of life styles on Maui. Someone once said to me words to the effect of,
🏃 Hitting the ground running this morning.
🏃 Hitting the ground running this morning.
This morning’s double rainbow 🌈
Let Yourself Rest
Tuesday, January 3, 2023
My acupuncturist shared this poem, by Jeff Foster, with me yesterday. On hearing it, I felt as though I was being wrapped in a warm blanket. LET YOURSELF REST If you’re exhausted, rest. If you don’t feel like starting a new project, don’t. If you don’t feel the urge to make something new, just rest in the beauty of the old, the familiar, the known. If you don’t feel like talking, stay silent.
We went to the theatre to see Babylon last night. For me while the movie had its moments, I felt that it could have told its story in a shorter time and didn’t know when to end. Sitting here the morning after, I’ll be interested to see how it sits with me over time. 🍿
We watched Glass Onion this evening. It was OK, but I much preferred the original. 🍿
🏳 I’m throwing the towel in. I’m not going to make it to midnight. Happy New Year, everyone!
🏳 I’m throwing the towel out in. I’m not going to make it to midnight. Happy New Year, everyone!
🪘 There’s some intense drumming party happening out there, somewhere. In between the bangs of fireworks, the beat drifts through the stillness of the night.
🪘 There’s some intense drumming party happening out there, somewhere. In between the bangs of fireworks, the beat drifts through the stillness of the night.
🔥 When the smoke from the fire appears to follow me around, regardless of which chair I sit in.
🔥 When the smoke from the fire appears to follow me around, regardless of which chair I sit in.
Burning the Christmas tree to get the fire going,
and a couple of hours later,
🪵 Fire pit set. Fingers crossed that the wind quietens down later.
🪵 Fire pit set. Fingers crossed that the wind quietens down later.
I’ve just cut up the Christmas tree. I’ll use it to start a fire tonight, outside.
I always feel a little sad cutting up the tree, and at the same time grateful as well, for it lighting up the darkness through December. 🎄