I’ve struggled to write lately, mostly because my mind is still heavily affected by my Kundalini awakening process. A process that is changing how I see and experience my world and the world at large. That said, life goes on.
September brought another year of educating my son at home: we’re going on four and a half years now. And between my struggling every day to function and my son’s various challenges, it hasn’t been an easy road. But we’re walking it the best we can.
He’s getting one on one tutoring for some of his subjects (courtesy of yours truly), while he’s learning other ones through a variety of computer apps and watching educational videos online. The biggest surprise came when Little Man announced that he wanted to learn Japanese. So I hooked him up with Rosetta Stone where he can move through the program without my help.
Having regular healing sessions is helping me move forward in my own inner process, and although working in hypnosis with a spiritual hypnotherapist is my preferred healing modality, because I can release lifetimes of crud in one session, I’m dabbling with a few other more local healers while my hypnotherapist is temporarily unavailable. And I’m very excited to have a session next week with a talented healer who’s new to me.
Where I’d normally be out and about with my camera, looking for fall foliage scenes to capture, still living with low energy has left me looking close to home for photo ops. Instead of grand vistas, I’m focusing closer. Most of our brilliant native colors come from twisty vine maple trees and blueberries. However, the pictures above are actually from some local bushes around a store I frequent.
In the mountains there are lots of wild low blueberry plants that are brilliant red this time of year. One of my favorite picturesque vistas is a hundred times more colorful this time of year. Here’s a shot from a few years back of the nearby Mount Shuksan.
The past ten days were a rare stretch of non-rainy days, and we took advantage of the weather break to get our long neglected woodpile in order. We now have enough wood to take us through the winter, especially considering we use our small wood stove insert mostly when temps drop to freezing and below, or when the power’s out.
Living in the boonies, we lose power a handful of times each winter, and then some. Even though we’ve got a generator so we don’t lose our food, our little wood stove is a Godsend that keeps us warm.
Not much else of note going on other than every other daily news pieces that keep my family and I shaking our heads. Happy belated Autumnal Equinox.