First time having the tablecloth out and actually took the time to cook a meal and take it all out to eat outside!



First Campfire!

Hanging out in Rainbow Falls State Park in Washington State resting, trying to get some rest. Lots of sleeping and sitting about.
Working on the blog and waiting for a part for the fridge to come in on Tuesday.
By the time I get to send this email, I’ll be back in Castle Rock about a half hour south of here, getting the Fridge fixed at Mr. RV.

Took a shower today at the women’s rest room built in 1935 by the Conservation Core and still functioning!!



Here is the carving of the date, 1935, on the side of the building, only slightly obscured by cobwebs.

7/16/07
The Buddhists were right!

Occasionally something I am doing will touch off the thought that I am doing it alone without a mate. And that thought will touch off that something in me that feeling of sadness, of fright. I call it being lonely, but when I look closer, I see that it is a touch of fear brought on by a thought.

Then, something else catches my attention, cutting beans, the absolute green-ness of the old growth forest, a few sprinkles of rain, the beauty of the blue sky with puffy white clouds. Suddenly the thought is replaced by other thoughts.

If you want to feel lonely, then try to hang onto that first thought of fear and sadness. Take off on a story about it. Tell yourself that you have no mate, that you, and you only, are here and it is bad. And then, tell yourself about how all the other times you did this thing that touched off the thought, you were happy because and only because you were with someone that you loved and who loved you. Follow this story, try to sit with it, keep trying to remember it. Tell others about the time this thought happened and how awful it was, or how diligently you tried to work with it. Stay in the story as long as you can. This is the way to reinforce the idea of lonely, to keep it as part of your repetoire, your beingness. Believe in it, tell yourself that it is true, that it will keep coming back. Be careful to keep thinking back over it so it doesn’t disappear like your other thoughts.

Who took those pictures of me?


I did!