Feeling cared for is wonderful and awe inspiring and makes one feel fully human...or better, beyond human, transcendent. We arrived and the birds greeted us, the swallow did figure eight patterns over our heads, the fantail sat on the fence and said 'you are very big bugs' and the tui perched at the top of the tree and cried, 'where have ya been?' It was magical.
The rainbow persisted and every day held 'sun showers' where the rain appears as gentle diamonds falling to the earth, the time of day did not exist and each walk was effortless in the land of the truly living 'good enough'.
The radio was 'in cahoots' playing Lennon's 'Imagine' and right then, it was believable...the home fire burned gifted wood and the table we ate at was gifted, too, there was nothing missing except YOU.
So, how do you get there?
This journey started many years ago with a phone call from a stranger answering an ad to help look after my children and pets while I went away from New Zealand back to America. I knew no one in New Zealand to help me and wrote an ad and answered the phone to many voices for days and days and then, finally, one voice emerged like no other.
That voice is now my special friend who is the ultimate 'care-giver'...we gathered a huge history that pleases all of nature. Rainbows and birds know her well...I cannot reveal her name, for to do so would make her disappear, there are rules for special friends you see, they prefer to live anonymously...
And, she does, on a hill at the end of a rainbow with a happy heart and a warm fire and a bath tub outside of all the barriers we humans try to build...
And while she does, she looks after people in her community just enough to get by and live in the sky, like a bird...
Anyway, it helps to listen for voices you have never heard and befriend them...then...it pays to throw away maps and plans and follow the feeling in the pit of your stomach that says, 'this way'...a hard thing to do when you are used to having information before you do what you do...
But, when you do...you can fly!
My friend taught me how to fly and then, how to come back down to 'earth out' as she calls it...a term us birds know well, and well, the rest is a restful story of shaking off earthquakes, death and destruction, family feuds, financial worries, human noise, tornadoes and all the chaotic treasures a world can turn with a switch inside that says,
'Brother John, it is time to take a road trip!'
Just do it, and we did, and now we have a story we can only share a part of, but the whole thing resides right where it belongs, in the hearts of friends who could never be better no matter what...
Thanking you, my special friend, and thinking of you and all the 'yous' who did not get to journey...take one! It's a 'good enough' plan just to do it! There are many gardens out there.
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