Monday, July 27, 2020

Another kind of home...

Recently I built a cat tree house.  I was enchanted by the prospect of building something for another species.  I've almost always built for humans.  It turns out that cats come in two flavors; tree-dwellers & bush/cave-dwellers.  Who knew?  This cat abode is designed to satisfy both kinds of cats.  


I'm looking forward to seeing how the three young cats make use of it.  It was challenging to form the wood into the flowing shapes but worth the effort me thinks.  It was also a nice transition from my last build...

          

...a chest of draws for the master bedroom and my next, a tiny house.  It just occurred to me that the chest of draws is a kind of home too, a home the the clothing that will be stored in it's draws.  So I guess that I've just gone from one home project to another and not one more...home, it's where my heart is and it's also where socks & undies reside too.  

Friday, July 24, 2020

Trip report

Seeking to expand my perception and alter my conscious I recently took a mind trip with the help of Lucy of the diamond sky fame. I had tripped a bit as a teenager and had opened my eyes and  significantly influenced my life since the.  That was a half a century ago.  Now, as an old dude but still growing, seeking and exploring, I wandered what such a journey might go.  

The results were inconclusive and seemed mostly internal in nature.  The onset of the trip started with a general feeling of displacement.  I had trouble keeping warm despite it being a July warm day.  As it intensified it felt like most of the synapses in my nervous system were going off at the same time.  Then I started to cry quite a bit.  Next I seemed to be doing some deep grieving.  The next day, I felt completely burned out and weary.  

It was a trip like no other I’ve ever experienced. For one, I didn't hallucinate.  I would ordinarily chalk that up to a weak dose but the total effect of the experience was definitely not weak.   

I’ll be watching to see if it affected any underlying change.  Right now, I'm thinking that I'm grieving (healing) from the compound effects of divorce, knee trauma, and loss of a beloved sailboat.  Events that happened one right after another.  This work, this grieving/healing seems to be functioning on a subconscious and or body memory level, it's so visceral and deep.  It doesn't seem to be cognitive in nature, at lest not consciously so.  I've mentally come to terms with all three events and truly believe that all of them, each and every one, turned out for the best.  But still...I must need more practice in letting go.