Sunday, September 20, 2009

Bless me, Blog, for I have sinned....

It's been exactly a month since my last entry. It's not that nothing has been happening, it's that I have renewed my practice of morning pages, and I find that it satisfies my craving to write. I've rarely posted on Facebook or Twitter in the last few weeks either. I haven't used my camera much. All my technolove has been saved for iPod & my minimalist ecophone.

Last weekend, Bevin & I went to the Longs Peak Scottish & Irish Highland Festival. As usual, the Scottish weather came to Estes Park. I learned a lot about how to attend festivals. Never, ever go to an outdoor festival without a rain poncho. It wasn't just misty, it poured. It was still great fun, made all the more so by braw laddies in kilts (a muscular guy in a utilikilt and Doc Martens - omg). The shot of Glenlivet 12 year old didn't hurt either.

One of the raptor rescue groups was at the Fest. This beautiful guy is showing his good side. He's missing his other eye. His injury also caused brain damage, and although he is physically capable of flying, he doesn't remember how. I hope for his sake that he doesn't remember flying at all. Remembering that power and freedom, knowing that he's capable, but not being able to figure out how to do it.......what utter torment. Now he helps educate people about raptors, and he's well cared for. He seemed content.
The Frying Scotsman had all things fried, including Scotch Eggs and Deep Fried Mars Bars. The Mars bars were a bit of a disappointment. It sounds so good, but it was a bit bland and overly sweet. The batter needs to be kicked up a notch. Or three.

On the way home, we got caught in a snowstorm. That's right. On September 12th, we got caught in a snowstorm. Tonight a cold front is moving in, and although we'll probably have more 80 degree days soon, a few days down in the 50's & 60's is a welcome change from the heat.

Our new roof should be going on this week. The garden is slowly coming back, just in time to die back for fall. Most of the trails have been cleared at the park.

Last night, I went to my second concert at Red Rocks. Jason Mraz & K'nann. After an uphill climb from our roadside parking spot, through a meadow filled with deer, we began the really steep climb up and up and up the stairs into the amphitheatre. Remember the stairs up to Shelob's tunnel in Return of the King? It's quite similar. Thanks to Ginger's jumping the gun on her birthday present, we had awesome seats. And perfect weather. And music so good that I, the person who tries to be invisible, was up and dancing in public. All through both shows. And singing along during the frequent audience participation segments. After all, as Jason said - "Never let your mind get in the way of a good time". Jason Mraz is very spiritual, in a hip & groovy, non-preachy kind of way. His song 10,000 Motherf***ers is one of my absolute favorite spiritual songs. It feels like an invocation, and I like to play it on the way to work, or when I'm cooking or baking.

So, in the spirit of Jason's Gratitude Cafe tour:
I'm grateful to have been at Red Rocks on such a magical night.
I'm grateful for Ginger, and that she wanted to go to the concert, and that she wanted to go with me.
I'm grateful to reminded of the beauty of my adopted state.
I'm grateful for the hawk that came into my yard and perched on my clothesline.
I'm grateful for the hawk that can no longer fly, yet still has a life of purpose.
I'm grateful for my family, for my friends, for my companions, human, furred and feathered.
I'm grateful to Julia Cameron, for coming up with Morning Pages.
I'm grateful to Najah, for reminding me to do them.
I'm grateful to and for the Source, by all Its Many Names.
I'm grateful to be reminded of the importance of gratitude.
Blessed Be.
I'm grateful, just to be.


ginger said...

brava diva!!!! it was so much fun, wasn't it?? i posted pictures on facebook.

Jenn said...

Wow what a gorgeous bird! How wonderful he is still able to give something so educational to humans.

So glad to hear you enjoyed the concert too! I am much like you that I rarely get up and dance at shows & almost never sing along (since I'm not the one up on the stage & all) but at the GCTour I sang along to every word, participated & danced my literal bum off! A spiritual experience is a great way to put it.

Happy to hear that paths, gardens & roofs are all going to be in nice shape for the rapidly approaching fall & winter months too.