POST 339 (DAY 349, Saturday, 2021.7.24)
[Morning Entry]
.... hmmmm I was thinking last night about the 41st hour of the work week.. if the first 40 are “required” duties, what would I do with an additional extra hour that I freely give to the cause?.. more to come of this..
.... these days we’ve been working in the garden and making junkpole.. R, a
boot, got to build the junkpole
fence THEN go harvest some
fence sticks.. I think this order of operation makes a whole lot of sense because now she knows what she’s looking for in a stick..
.... going into a situation with the resolve to “finish what I start” or “see it to the end” or “finish strong” seems to be a musical echo.. to stick to a relationship and figure things out all the way to the end, may seem a daunting task.. the doubt creeps in like cold through the cracks of winter.. it needs attention, care,.. a figuring out.. a sort of stubborn determination to offer love to self and others.. a resolution to stand in the thick and thin, the ups and downs, the slop and muck.. we row on.. because we chose to.. from the beginning.. and because in each moment we can choose again.. one more stroke, one more breath.. just keep swimming..