The diggings have begun

                     A little later this year, I've started the diggings. If I dig four rows at a time, it'll take about twelve or fourteen goes. 

                    For twenty five years or so, I dug this ground once, sometimes twice, a year and managed to kill everything underground. I didn't know about this happening till I saw a farmer plowing this field. In the first year, the tractor was followed by hundreds of birds. Twenty years later, there's no birds following the tractor because all the worms and whatnot have been done in.

                     Then I saw worms on the telly coming above ground to take down fallen leaves. Amazing. So for two autumns I put fallen leaves on the ground and today at the diggings ... worms all over. I assume I enticed them back, but how did they know about the leaves.

                       Watched a YouTube vid from the Western Festival of Science about Intelligence Without Brains. Because of this, I bought the book by Monica Gagliano called Thus Spoke the Plant. Looking forward to finding the time to read it!

                        I've been really enjoying working on my new book, but if you meditate for four or five hours a day ....

Vanity of vanities; all is vanity.

 

                        I haven't cut my hair since Lama Rinchen took me all over North India looking in on places connected with the Buddha. A friend chopped into it once, and took a couple of inches off, and fucked it up, but that's all that was done to it.

                        Usually, there's a time in the year when you have to put on a hat. A woolly hat. Then you'd better have your hair shortened, but when I went to India that time, I didn't get the cold stuff till a bit later than usual and my hair was long enough ... I'd been wondering if I could grow my hair out. Everyone I know is baldy, or is half baldy with grey hair, and I enjoyed winding them up. But hair is inconvenient.

                        When I was in India yon time, I thought I'd let my hair grow out and pose as a more yogi joe to mark some development with the meditations. You always seem to be breaking out into another plateau and then you forget what all the fuss is about since you've kind of acclimatised. Anyway, I've been wanting to get rid of the hair and thought I'd wait to mark some other plateau which I would soon forget.

                        My practise has been crap recently. If you spend a lot of time with folk who don't have meditations as their thing, well, what can you expect? And I've been spending too much time like that, but last Friday things seemed changed once more. You get warmth from almost every vase breath. You don't have to wait for the third meditation of the day. You're getting it on the first one ..... except after the drinking and drug taking and having hangovers ... I don't know if I could stop the momentum with the deity yoga if I wanted to. It's a very divided self thing. You hang out with folk and live their life, but when you take a vase breath ... shame there's not more integration. 

                    I might have a run of three days coming up when I can do what I want with no one to see and no appointments to go to. Bring back the lockdowns!!!