gemini kitten

Now

Do you have the patience to wait until your mud settles and the water is clear? Can you remain unmoving until the right action arises by itself?

-Tao Te Ching

Last weekend i was given a beautiful gift. Call me crazy, but i had a few hours of direct, intimate communication with the universe. we talked about death, transformation, and creativity. then, an entire forest exploded with possibility and covered me, head to toe, in pollen. call it a baptism of sorts, call it what you will, but it was, most definately, a call to action.

if you read the first blog i ever wrote, my induction into this phase of my life began with a vision of tree, and pollen on the wind. well, the pollen has settled, from vision to manifestation, upon me.

don't ask me what i'm going to do--i don't know. but the action is ripening inside me...

finger phenomena

i was really tempted, as an afterthought, to change the 'f' in finger to a 'ph' to match phenomena. I HATE when i see letter matching that goes against all reasonability (like, "KOA Kampground!"), so why, oh WHY, did i have this desire? where did it come from?

okay. i really meant to update you on my finger. it's healing incredibly quickly! i am quite fascinated by the whole process, you see, because just 4 days ago, i had completely severed a portion of my physical body from the rest of itself. for the first day, it looked grim...the little section i chopped off, even though it had reattached to my body, looked grey and lifeless. the cut line was clear, and the finger itself was relatively useless. but today, i'm typing! the little chunk of flesh i chopped is likely dead, but it's protecting the underlayer of skin and tissue that is replacing that which i severed. my fingernail--the part i sliced through, has fallen off to reveal healthy, albeit tough, skin, and every day a bit of my dead finger falls off to expose a fresh finger tip, with my exact same swirly print as before. i don't know how this is possible. i cut off my finger tip!!!!

thanks all, for your kind thoughts and visualizations. i wish you all the same durabilty as my hands have...

a different twist

so...funny. this will be a short post but you'll see why momentarily.

i got on to blog this little request, and saw my last post, "blood on my hands", and had to laugh. today, at work, i cut off the top of my right index finger.

Not to worry. it's still there! you know when you're dicing potatoes, and even though you make a clean cut all the way through, the potato slice still sticks to the rest of the potato? that's what the tip of my finger did. yay for that sticky carbon-based tissue.

i turned a deep shade of white (i CAN get more white than i already am, believe it or not!!) and felt like vomiting, but i ran cold water over it and kept it above my heart and, after about twenty minutes, i was able to finish the next three hours of work (the body is an amazing thing!). now i'm home and feeling okay, knowing that my work now is to keep my finger clean, dry, and healing, so i thought i'd request a little help from those of you that read this: please just imagine me with a healthy, completely intact right index finger, all nerves functioning properly, and a gorgeous, shiny fingernail covering pearly pink flesh. i get so much more out of these collaborative efforts. thanks, y'all.