This place (blogger), kinda feels like home. It's nice to have somewhere I feel I can just be myself as I type. It's very much appreciated. New places to write are stressful. I like it here with you all.
Life feels pretty good lately. ...for a while now actually. It's so fucking ordinary and yet so dam sweet too. Not perfect... never perfect. But perfectly of the energy and connection that called out for me. I absolutely do have the love I came here to be with. We did meet, and we did end up together. That alone I thank existence for, daily.
Spaceman is in the bathroom caulking the tub/shower surround he just put up. I helped, but just assisted. Mostly, I cleaned up as it went along and handed the right tools or a paper towel, whatever was needed. He did the measurements, the cutting, the gluing, the shopping for supplies.
The air conditioner is on. I hear it running in the living room, but I've purposefully left the sliding glass back door open. It just finished a summer-feeling shower and the birds are chirping in refreshment.
I'm drinking my mineral water, the kind I filter and mix up myself. We use a Big Berkey water filter with the add on fluoride filters. I add ionic minerals (ReMag & ReMyte) and a little sea salt, for trace minerals, and measure out 64 oz of it into a big jug each night for the next day. In general, I am getting a lot more water than I used to. And it has replaced drinking more teas or sugary drinks.
In this way, my health has been better.
Our garden is da bomb. I'm telling you, I'm really happy with the joint effort we put into it and the solid healthy and sensible reasons we choose to do things the way we do out there. I love sitting and watching YouTube videos on gardening when I need to learn about a subject. One or two might be not exactly what I'm looking for - and sometimes I don't even know what I'm looking for before I start - but I usually find my answers... then spaceman and I discuss it and then go for if, if we decide to at all.
Doing the seedlings with grow lights, that was MY idea though lol. I'm the one who is always wanting to grow things from seeds. And they turned out GREAT this year. Spaceman is raving over the sturdy tomato stalks. lol
We live such an exciting life, I know. lol (sarcasm)
Spaceman is now over at the kitchen table digging through a big bowl of day old popcorn, looking for the "half crunchy ones" he says. He's a popcorn freak. And it bothers me not. I can't really eat it, but don't care that much for it anyway.
At some point this evening I'm going to have to make a run over to my sister's house to take a shower. (ours is under reconstruction) I'm supposed to go over to a friends house, planned 3 weeks ago, and a shower is a must. My friend hasn't texted yet though. Maybe she won't??? I would rather stay in, but I know that's just because I always prefer to stay home with spaceman. He's the same way, so it's not really a problem. But yeah, I find it much harder to be social these days. I'm just so damn happy with this phase of my life. And damn it, I was social for my whole life, I can delve into this without guilt. It's pretty sweet anyway. <3
How would you feel if the man you loved showed he loves you more than alcohol? And I was in love with him like this long before any of that was revealed. Our getting together has been healing for him in especially that way. It feels damn amazing to be with someone who walks their talk and is self-motivated to be aligned and to understanding of this world.
It's almost as if there's this key... or maybe it's a bridge, a 1000 bridges, a quadrillion...
When the soul becomes balanced or sensitized enough to what's really going on around them... well, awareness begets awareness. But it's harder than it talked about. Because right action must also be in balance in one's life. Spaceman showed me right action and emotional capacity, with never giving up even when feeling lost (and it did come close).. he showed me love. He showed me the value in myself. his struggle was my struggle, but in my own ways. I feared I would never have the ability to understand why some people did what they do... any people.. no one particular, but everyone. People. We do some stupid shit for love sometimes. Sometimes it really isn't healthy.
But the stars aligned when we came here, so that we could be together again. There are so many signs of that... a shared soul purpose... and we mirror one another in an untold myriad of ways... but mostly it's just every day ordinary.
The wind has kicked up out back. It's coming in gusts every now and again. But the birds are still cheep'in and the TV muffled from the other room plays some anime cartoon in another language...
Everything is ordinary here. I have a home life and the home is alive with sharing.
