Zero-degrees of separation: the adventure of life~

Inspiration strikes like magic. Sometimes waiting for it is exasperating. But I got no talent on my own. So I wait and work on my willingness to be intimate with inspiration ~or avoid. My environment always supports the level of my mind. All I have to do is look around at what seems to be going on around me’ and I can see the texture and nature of where my mind is on a particular topic. Today’s topic is blogging. The resistance amuses me. I got notin’ without inspiration, yet inspiration has never failed to show up when I have… So, as always, its all me…
The past few weeks have been delightful, engaging and bordering on the spectacular …. How do I capture that?…. It seems that to just begin, any which way, is a good start. I know inspiration can do something with my willingness …

Somewhere around a month ago, we broke ranks and went off on a new adventure in living-learning- adventuring- embracing- assimilating. I can’t really describe the context of what the shift was, but I note it by the energy of ‘trust’ that permeates the family system. It’s not just an increase of trusting one’s Self (or better, the One Self) as whole, it is marked also by the absence of otherness… still, I can only hope to point to the experience of trust and freedom and allowance, for there are no symbols to accurately articulate it…

What might look to many as a family vacation, to radical unschoolers as merely ‘doing business the RU way’, to this one it has been a coming to-gather of pure in-joy-meant.

The physical destination was Utah, the internal location: here, now.

I'm calling it what “zero-degrees of separation” looks like…

We hung with innocence and bliss, laughs, enjoyment and commitment, with risk and courage and togetherness in the form of Lucas and Becky and Noah and Egan. Early morning prayers and power-talks to games and loves and restful belonging, we experienced all the elements of good family relations. See the film below…

One of the fun days took place at Hogle Zoo. We had a great time! Here’s a little film strip documenting the fun…

In the mist of this family encounter, the fingers of togetherness reached out to include extended family. Gary, (my first husband/love) and his beautiful current family/love, through their arms and home open for visiting and bonding; Randi and Lucas with their dad and brother/sisters. See the pics that follow, marking that yummy time…

Meanwhile, back at the ranch of Danét, the sisterhood of the traveling feminine, met for a sleepover in the enchanted cottage spirit-space of the eternal goddess Patricia. Those attending were my Self, Patricia, and the candor and courage goddess; Nan Richel …. Oh, how we laughed… and cried and shared and admired and became more….

And, oh so yummy… We got the opportunity to hang out with Clay and his now love/partner, Shaurice, we had a delicious time with warm heartfelt conversation and being together, filled with children’s laughter and banter… ah, what bliss…. Children we share from seemingly ‘past’ relations, all in attendance… see pics below

I want to say how much I love and respect Clay, (Cole and Parker’s dad). We met in spirit, defying all physical constructs to what ‘relationship’ was ‘supposed’ to be and let spirit rip. We knew somewhere, somehow, we had made an agreement together that we were meant to fulfill, so we set about allowing that to happen (often with resistance on my part- but also much faith and courage). Always faith, innocence and love’s purity took the lead through difficult passages and Clay remained the embodiment of these, forever teaching love’s tenacious flow. Thank-you Clay.

Oh, the day beckons and I feel moved to answer… I’ve hardly begun the expression of this past month’s adventures, so this will be the first of however many entries …