life on earth..

 or: the fertility of the bright blue dot.

this is where i'm at: reality. not commuting, or spacious concrete malls, or what color my eyeshadow is, or even training my child about santa...but, rather, WHOA, i'm on a tiny blue dot that's spinning in darkness around a flaming star!! growing a baby! simply put, there is nothing cooler than reality.

...like going out at night with a cheap thrift store telescope and seeing the rings of saturn from your lawn...

 i think if every one was aware of this majesty, of how mind-blowingly amazing earth is, there would be a lot more gardens (among other wonderful things that consciousness can bring..)

my very first, and perhaps last, trip to disneyland..and what a strange trip it was.

it also makes being a societal drop-out a lot easier...especially when you're not too concerned about what movies you haven't gone to see lately. (but this might be a misrepresentation/poor example....i happily admit to watching tv and using the internet...obviously.)

(diana 35mm) my niece and teddy romping in the warm summer sun.

a seed is planted, and then harvested. i feel like a giant radish, growing life. truly this is the deepest sense of feeling alive, feeling life within you. the connection with the earth is clearer, and stronger:
the foods we eat
the water we drink
the sun that warms up our skin

iris, bursting proper lady purple each spring

the continuance of life

admiring the great ponderosa pines, pinecones, massive root systems...

(nikon 35mm..sorry i'm not more photography technical) teddy at the gate of a wild and healing garden. also, my inability to rotate photos is astounding.

life!

 this is what being pregnant feels like...i am the earth and the earth is me. i am a part of the cycle of life. (and do forgive the crude and simple articulation of my thoughts on such a grandiose topic..it's hard to get past the "bloggyness" that can block otherwise lovely ideas.)

winter is usually a dreary time for me. not this year; this is spring perpetual. ..and my typical "brrr...cold" temperature is anything below 60 degrees...maybe it's been unseasonably warm (it has) but frankly winter is a wonderful time to be big and pregnant.

filling cord overalls out like a champion. there is even a graciousness toward people who say, "when are you due? because you're huge!" "why yes, yes  i am.  thank you." i have softer, warmer feelings for people. all i want to do is rock-a-bye my big, squirming 4 year old and be next to tyler, like a great, snuggling cat.

while posting this blog it has occurred to me that there are too few pictures of tyler, the belly, and i.

...and without him there is no belly...

and i am beyond thrilled to have him as my partner for this earthy, fertile journey.