Dream of naps

I have been at Sarana now just over three months. It gets better and better each shift I am on practicing acupuncture. I will minus the other day I stabbed my nose with a dull scissors to make it bleed for quite awhile. I was opening a bag of cotton balls ironically. No injury or cut, just sharp impact which started the bloody event.

Funny how just those moments give me appreciation for being alive and well.

I turned down a couple jobs recently and I am ready for some planetary confirmation I made the right decision and did not sabotage myself into deeper financial woes.

I think back how I came to Sarana by a series of events that made it all possible. I had choices then too.

This is an unfocused picture really. It is last year on Veteran’s Day. I am holding an ear model for acupuncture and a signage of Acupuncturists Without Borders paper. This was my first event in community acupuncture I participated in.

a Home

Yes, we are moving and just up the street. I have recycled and there is more to do. Since we are moving into a smaller place we want to simplify our lives in a material way. Luckily our audio cassettes found a home at East Bay Depot of Creative ReUse. We had a successful yard sale a couple weeks ago, I loved every treasure I mostly gave away. How do you sell unused wedding gifts anyway?

Our new home is a magic place and pictures will appear before the year ends. I am just looking forward to cooking a scrumptious meal and not worrying if I am inhaling toxins also.

Fall Time

Had a treat working overnight helping paint a deck near the coast. Cooked amazing meals, picked apples and pears, swimming in the fresh air, sitting at a fire admiring the darkness away from the city celebrating the equinox.

Looks like we are moving but not sure when or how.

Home story continues…

Nick and I sat with our landlord and it was a good conversation. Nick is not coming back into the house right away. He has some kind of respiratory condition he thinks it may be related to his exposure to the chemical. Our landlord has the same symptoms, not me. Here I am now at home because eating out is getting very old for me and impossible financially. The house seems fine, there may be some off-gassing but I am not smelling it. Ignorant bliss. I am feeling sad it is not really our home quite yet. So I will not stay long today and maybe next week we can move back in.

Good things happening otherwise, that end of summer flurry of activity before everyone realizes they are doing too much and then winter arrives and it makes more sense to relax.

Huge picture below really to see the details from a long way back, maybe 1995? Nick and I went on a 600-mile bike trip through the southwest and this is me on arrival to Flagstaff at the end of the trip and a sore butt I might add.

Summer vacate

If it were not unbelievable summer weather now, I would be so much more uncomfortable. If I did not have a generous cousin 3 blocks from my house, I would not be breathing healthy air. Our home filled up on August 8th with a mysterious volatile chemical smell resembling MEK and we have just today heard from our landlord a sample is getting tested to identify it. Nick and I slowly moved our bed to the door and then moved to his van in the driveway and now to my cousins as the smell had a way of getting worse as it was messed with while my landlord probed for the cause. The smell made it to the van and in the yard. Strange substance, very dense and terrible.

The last 2 evenings I have had Berkeley Bowl dinners. Tonight we ate outside Berkeley Bowl. We have been eating outside much more. We walked all day on Sunday to exhaustion and made the move over to my cousins, our house was intolerable and we tolerated too much and too long.

We are so frustrated on our end for the prolonged process of dealing with it. My landlord does not understand why we who never get irritated are now. The story continues…