All those contact phone numbers...gone.
And somehow I wasn't able to get the other electronic data from the computer.
I woke up determined to copy phone numbers and addresses into an old fashioned pen and paper book!
But I have many files of photos stored in this computer (and an external hard drive). So while I have them, let me share with you, a delightful Sunday morning in 2008, my first spring of retirement.
I did share these before, on Goddess in Clay blog, way back then. But you probably haven't seen them since then.
|Byron Ballard led a ritual including calling the 4 directions|
|Our Maypole was carefully tamped into the soil while we waited for the dance|
|Children and adults wove the ribbons around, and greeted each other with smiles|
|And there I was (far left) enjoying the ritual which I hadn't done since childhood myself!|
To be alive in this beautiful, self-organizing universe -- to participate in the dance of life with senses to perceive it, lungs that breathe it, organs that draw nourishment from it -- is a wonder beyond words. Joanna Macy