POST 227 (DAY 237, Saturday, 2021.4.3)
... this late morning, 10:09am.. step out through the back porch portal.. the crisp semi-poopy, dirt-air reminds me of my childhood in South Korea.. a four year old boy, without a single care in the world except the joy of discovery and adventure.. to experience life in its purest layer.. the boy was on his uncle’s farm surrounded by cattle, chickens, plants, labor, and the warmth of family.. it was home.. a safe place.. a fun and nourishing place.. these days, the boy remembers this long lost home because he’s found family, safety, fun, nourishment, warmth.. in a community of individuals who stretched their arms toward each other.. though they came from all over the globe, they found each other in support of a common unity.. happy Saturday..
POST 228 (DAY 238, Sunday, 2021.4.4)
... Saturday was a pizza party with the Wheaton Labs community.. recently, I received some coin for reaching 200 BRK posts.. So, I wanted to pay it forward to those who might not have seen the BRK coin quite yet.. something to communicate that this is a real thing—and a celebratory thing at that!.. it’s been a while since I hosted a “party”.. what I remembered is that usually a party needs a theme—this party’s theme was somewhat vague.. which is fine, and yet for the next one, I’d like to have a theme.. perhaps something that the community can come up with together.. the part I enjoyed was that it was an Experiment of having a blank theme, and the information gathered was that I’d prefer to have a theme..
... on being a consummate professional, vs a drifting casual.. both are great states to be in, and can certainly be soul building.. the drifting casual can be cathartic and regenerative.. the consummate professional can be growth oriented and exhilarating.. when I show up as the consummate professional, at the end of the day i feel like I have tapped into my source of excellence, aka “productive”.. there’s a draw from within my soul, to be excellent while I’m on this stage.. not to be approved by others necessarily; rather to feel whole and worthy by my own standards..
...so, then the question “am I excellent if others believe me to be excellent? Or am I excellent when I lovingly live by my standards of excellence?”.. no right or wrong answer here.. I’m just thinking out loud.. the thing that feels right for my personal journey is to lovingly live by my own standards of my excellence.. whether it’s following through with my word no matter how minor the commitment, or showing up to a meal with my best manners, or being my version of consummate professional at my work.. again not to be right or wrong.. to feel I am showing up true to my own values..
POST 230 (DAY 240, Tuesday, 2021.4.6)
... THE WORK: AM—garden patch.. need a name.. it faces north, on a hugel behind the FPH, and has scaffolding with notched steps.. “Scaffold Square,” perhaps?!.. it’s nice to send positive, loving intentions to a patch of land that has the ability to feed people.. I am definitely starting from close to zero gardening knowledge.. my dad ran a plant nursery for a while, and I’d reluctantly gone to help him on some days, when I was a rebellious teen.. and both parents spent most of their weekends watering and loving on their decorative gardens around the houses we lived in.. food was not grown.. actually there was one time I grew squash, corn and tomatoes.. because I planted the seeds and then my dad watered them regularly.. for some reason, I didn’t want to eat the crop harvest then.. The thought of eating fresh organic produce from this Scaffold Square, however, is pretty exciting!..
...PM—“beach clean up” behind the shop.. it was a debris field of mish mash miscellaneous bits.. some reusable, some burnable, some just trash, that’s collected over the years.. feels good to have a clean home..
... today I’m grateful for a community of kind, hard working individuals.. I’m grateful for not having to chase money (as much).. two things at the top of my list.. I love this lifestyle..
POST 232 (DAY 242, Thursday, 2021.4.8)
... character vs charisma/charm.. character is revealed when the storm rushes in and engulfs the frail stood veneer of charisma or charm.. it’s a frightening thing to seek what one is made of at the core of their being.. also perhaps the definition of a fear worth facing.. may courage carry us into the unknown, and fear be seen for the mirage that it is.. we row on.. champions of character and out best selves..
... Enjoy the pics, dear permie friends~!
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