The Night

July 5, 2008

Gawd I love the night. I just went out to pee on the compost pile and the

night just grabbed me. Quiet, empty of sound until you tune in. Crickets

off in the distance. A slight breeze in the trees, a whoosh by your head

as one of our friendly bats checks you out. A hoot owl. And the sounds of

the stars, vibrant, pulsing, talking a talk of sweet nothings to me. The

fireflies wanting to be stars to.

We have no lights here, no stop lights, no street lights, really rural

small town america. I have no lights from neighbors houses, nothing but

the light of the stars. I think I mentioned I did broadcast work, many a

night climbing a mountain on foot at 2 or 3 o'clock after the stations

were off the air, climbing mountains by starlight.

I can see galaxies. I understand some people are afraid of the dark, I

think they see the dark with too many lights.

I just meant to pee and come back in, I spent 2 hours, palms up, listening

to the light of the stars.

If you can, go out, and look up.

Peace

Don

July 5, 2008

Ahh that was sooo wonderfull

thanks for putting it out here....i can draw the cold peaceful energy

out by reading this post...its sooo soothing and good.....

thanks again...it was so cute descriptions and lots of peace in the post..

May u be blessed by goddess.....

regards

Prasad

July 5, 2008

Prasad, I've learned to look around at the tiny things, you have a lot

going on, when I watch all the creatures around me, we are all one. Don't

worry, you will be fine. We are all on your side. Watch for the little

things, big, giant occurences sometimes mean less than the little tiny

thing we overlook.

Open your awareness to all. Sense it, taste it, let it envelope you as you

envelope it.

It was a very pretty night, and someone needed to let the night know that.

Peace

Don

July 6, 2008

Don: I love to read your posts - so vivid and real. I feel as if I

am right there with you enjoying all of creation. Please continue to

share - it is pure joy to read you...

, merlin

wrote:

>

> Gawd I love the night. I just went out to pee on the compost pile

and the

> night just grabbed me. Quiet, empty of sound until you tune in.

Crickets

> off in the distance. A slight breeze in the trees, a whoosh by your

head

> as one of our friendly bats checks you out. A hoot owl. And the

sounds of

> the stars, vibrant, pulsing, talking a talk of sweet nothings to

me. The

> fireflies wanting to be stars to.

>

> We have no lights here, no stop lights, no street lights, really

rural

> small town america. I have no lights from neighbors houses, nothing

but

> the light of the stars. I think I mentioned I did broadcast work,

many a

> night climbing a mountain on foot at 2 or 3 o'clock after the

stations

> were off the air, climbing mountains by starlight.

>

> I can see galaxies. I understand some people are afraid of the

dark, I

> think they see the dark with too many lights.

>

> I just meant to pee and come back in, I spent 2 hours, palms up,

listening

> to the light of the stars.

>

> If you can, go out, and look up.

>

> Peace

>

> Don

>

July 6, 2008

Don, do you think it would be the same without the peeing? I envy you

guys........the whole world can be a toilet.......thanks for reminding us to go

out and look up........

beautiful day and blessings to you

Julie

--- On Sun, 7/6/08, . wrote:

.

Re: The Night

Sunday, July 6, 2008, 11:22 AM

Don: I love to read your posts - so vivid and real. I feel as if I

am right there with you enjoying all of creation. Please continue to

share - it is pure joy to read you...

Kundalini-Awakening -Systems- 1 , merlin

wrote:

>

> Gawd I love the night. I just went out to pee on the compost pile

and the

> night just grabbed me. Quiet, empty of sound until you tune in.

Crickets

> off in the distance. A slight breeze in the trees, a whoosh by your

head

> as one of our friendly bats checks you out. A hoot owl. And the

sounds of

> the stars, vibrant, pulsing, talking a talk of sweet nothings to

me. The

> fireflies wanting to be stars to.

>

> We have no lights here, no stop lights, no street lights, really

rural

> small town america. I have no lights from neighbors houses, nothing

but

> the light of the stars. I think I mentioned I did broadcast work,

many a

> night climbing a mountain on foot at 2 or 3 o'clock after the

stations

> were off the air, climbing mountains by starlight.

>

> I can see galaxies. I understand some people are afraid of the

dark, I

> think they see the dark with too many lights.

>

> I just meant to pee and come back in, I spent 2 hours, palms up,

listening

> to the light of the stars.

>

> If you can, go out, and look up.

>

> Peace

>

> Don

>

July 6, 2008

" Don: I love to read your posts - so vivid and real. I feel as if I

am right there with you enjoying all of creation. Please continue to

share - it is pure joy to read you... "

Oh my, got the old geezer blushing, what a sweet thing to say ,

Thank you so much!

Hugs

Don

July 6, 2008

" Don, do you think it would be the same without the peeing? I envy you

guys........the whole world can be a toilet.......thanks for reminding us

to go out and look up........ "

Well, that peeing is a lot like worship. Being an active part of the cycle

of life around me, and it really helps cook the compost. Every molecule

that makes up " me " was something else before and before long will be part

of something else again.

I have a sugar maple in the back yard, really an amazing tree. The things

it does with light, shadow, and wind can keep me transfixed for hours. I'm

really not sure if the winds makes it dance or if its dancing on its own.

It's close to 35ft tall. It's probably around 25 years old, and it's sap

makes the sweetest maple syrup.

Now the funny thing about this tree, is that I planted the seedling, and I

planted it the day I moved the outhouse to a new location and new pit.

Filled in the old pit with topsoil and planted that tree right there.

I guess my whole family is reflected in that tree.

Blessings back at you Julie

Don

July 6, 2008

Don,

I used to go out all hours of the night on a walking trail that was lit by the

moon between the trees. It was amazing how bright the light would be. Most

people who knew I did this were very concerned about me, or just thought I was

crazy. But it was a special time for me with the nocturnal creatures. I would

pass skunks, snakes, and who knows what else would watch me walk by. But it was

a time of bliss, a time of joy, no fear, and I will never forget those months in

my life. I would sit under a bridge on rocks and just listen to the running

water of a small brook. I am originally from Louisiana; where the pine trees

are so very tall. You haven't lived until you've heard the wind in the pines or

made a pine straw nest and looked up at the clouds. I understand you watching

the tree for hours. And i agree, when you write, I can almost see through your

eyes. Please keep sharing a little of Don's world.

Namaste,

Julie

--- On Sun, 7/6/08, merlin <merlin wrote:

merlin <merlin

Re: Re: The Night

Sunday, July 6, 2008, 7:12 PM

" Don, do you think it would be the same without the peeing? I envy you

guys........ the whole world can be a toilet...... .thanks for reminding us

to go out and look up........ "

Well, that peeing is a lot like worship. Being an active part of the cycle

of life around me, and it really helps cook the compost. Every molecule

that makes up " me " was something else before and before long will be part

of something else again.

I have a sugar maple in the back yard, really an amazing tree. The things

it does with light, shadow, and wind can keep me transfixed for hours. I'm

really not sure if the winds makes it dance or if its dancing on its own.

It's close to 35ft tall. It's probably around 25 years old, and it's sap

makes the sweetest maple syrup.

Now the funny thing about this tree, is that I planted the seedling, and I

planted it the day I moved the outhouse to a new location and new pit.

Filled in the old pit with topsoil and planted that tree right there.

I guess my whole family is reflected in that tree.

Blessings back at you Julie

Don

July 6, 2008

@@@ You haven't lived until you've heard the wind in the pines or

made a pine straw nest and looked up at the clouds.@@@

I did that often when I was a child. I miss those piney woods.

Linda

--- Julie

<jewelport wrote:

>

> Don,

> I used to go out all hours of the night on a walking trail that was

lit by the moon between the trees. It was amazing how bright the

light would be. Most people who knew I did this were very concerned

about me, or just thought I was crazy. But it was a special time for

me with the nocturnal creatures. I would pass skunks, snakes, and

who knows what else would watch me walk by. But it was a time of

bliss, a time of joy, no fear, and I will never forget those months

in my life. I would sit under a bridge on rocks and just listen to

the running water of a small brook. I am originally from Louisiana;

where the pine trees are so very tall. You haven't lived until

you've heard the wind in the pines or made a pine straw nest and

looked up at the clouds. I understand you watching the tree for

hours. And i agree, when you write, I can almost see through your

eyes. Please keep sharing a little of Don's world.

>

> Namaste,

> Julie

>

> --- On Sun, 7/6/08, merlin <merlin wrote:

>

> merlin <merlin

> Re: Re: The Night

>

> Sunday, July 6, 2008, 7:12 PM

" Don, do you think it would be the same without the peeing? I envy

you

> guys........ the whole world can be a toilet...... .thanks for

reminding us

> to go out and look up........ "

>

> Well, that peeing is a lot like worship. Being an active part of

the cycle

> of life around me, and it really helps cook the compost. Every

molecule

> that makes up " me " was something else before and before long will

be part

> of something else again.

>

> I have a sugar maple in the back yard, really an amazing tree. The

things

> it does with light, shadow, and wind can keep me transfixed for

hours. I'm

> really not sure if the winds makes it dance or if its dancing on

its own.

> It's close to 35ft tall. It's probably around 25 years old, and

it's sap

> makes the sweetest maple syrup.

>

> Now the funny thing about this tree, is that I planted the

seedling, and I

> planted it the day I moved the outhouse to a new location and new

pit.

> Filled in the old pit with topsoil and planted that tree right

there.

>

> I guess my whole family is reflected in that tree.

>

> Blessings back at you Julie

>

> Don

>

July 6, 2008

If you want that Chris, you may not want to wait that long. Once the

kids are that old and have made their own homes and are having

grandbabies, you won't want to leave them. At least that is the way

it is with me. We are stuck here in south Texas even though there are

other places I would much rather be living, but stay here because of

the children.

Linda

, " Chris_H "

<chghes1 wrote:

>

> Makes me a little home sick reading this post . I own about 20 acres

> almost 60 miles from the nearest city . After hurricane katrina hit

> the gulf coast I moved my family out there for almost two years . I

> really do miss it and as soon as my children are old enough to begin

> their life , my wife and I plan to move back there for a long time

to

> come .

>

> blessings

>

July 6, 2008

Julie, you are kicking over old brain cells here. We had a huge pine

forest where I grew up. The neighborhood after school adventure was that

a bunch of us used to head into the pines and I'd climb to top the of the

tallest ones,stand up, lean back and let myself fall thru the trees.

Now these pines were close so the branches had intertwined and grown into

each other. I think I've mentioned I never hit 100lbs before being a

freshman in college, I think I was maybe 60-65lbs when I did this. I'd

just rock back and forth as the tree passed me from one layer of branches

to next lower down.

Now the bottom 6 to ten feet could be interesting, old dried out branches

that snapped when I hit them so the fall did sometimes end with a real

thud. But what a ride, falling thru the arms of shakti.

The other kids were just so freaked out.

My all time highest climb was a TV tower that was just over 900 feet,

perched right along the ocean on a 1200ft hill. So looking down to the

ocean was around 2100 ft. I did not let go on that one. Grin.

Peace Julie

Don

July 6, 2008

Oh my gosh,Don! there was a favorite pine tree that I used to do that

in. LOL! I always made a pile of pine needle on the ground just in case

I fell to hard.

Linda

, merlin wrote:

>

> Julie, you are kicking over old brain cells here. We had a huge pine

> forest where I grew up. The neighborhood after school adventure was

that

> a bunch of us used to head into the pines and I'd climb to top the of

the

> tallest ones,stand up, lean back and let myself fall thru the trees.

July 7, 2008

Hi Julie,

I'm originally from Louisiana too! Where in LA do you hail from? I

was born in Baton Rouge, grew up on New Orleans, went to college

first 2 years at Centenary in Shreveport, and have relatives in

Alexandria and Lecompte. Also lived in Monroe for a short time.

What I remember most about LA is dragon flies!! Huge, beautiful

dragon flies! And bayous...and yes, lots of tall pines. Of course,

there are tons of pines here in GA where I now live, too.

I've always loved the night, too, and remember times in my youth of

being out in the woods at night. Incredible.

Blessings & love,

Claudia

, Julie