eaglesnest

“Not the same kind of sky - still hoping I can get enough ‘left’ to shift my sight & experience the orbs. a very (too) clear sky compared to the fully fogged in one last week. They are off-kilter today and I am neither surprised, nor too concerned. ENOUGH conscious distraction — chanty time — A spider - upside down -

I right her, mark her location with a little stick in the sand & wonder if the crows would attempt to eat her.

no orbs, but arcs from the sky to the water, but not extending to the land.”

she is indeed a baby tarantula that I came across this morning at Moonlight Beach. after surfing, brother James helped me move her to the plants growing on the strata to protect her — though I know she’ll move back to the sand to hunt.

We made plans for a long drive & talk to go to the Indian Store. The talk is good and I hope he takes away somethings. Otherwise, I will have to utilize some reeds for his Zen study

He found the perfect bones to make some tools and I finally found a little dark carved wooden spider “charm” to honour the Grandmother Spider and keep her messages close to my ear.

I was just going thru the motions of the rest of the day as I was looking forward to the pagan wienie roast. Alas! The Universe decided to best I stay home and do some serious work — I began to edit MS #3 from the publisher I work for to pay the bills. They are something else I tell ya!! This writer . . . well . . . all of his characters . . . kinda hem and speak in . . . awe and . . . argh!!! AND he would love the pagan wienie roast as he firmly believes in WHICHs. Seriously, I thought I had seen all kinds but after these three — ONLY 3! I am amazed once again at how people’s brains work.

Doesn’t matter — these guys keep writing and I keep editing and I can keep this roof over our heads and food in our bellies.