Monday –  at 7 Seeds – Thunder Storm
1 hour – helping friends clean up old home and move out stuff
1.5 hours – reading Neuro, working on Sem pass
4 hours – Hula Hoeing onions
1 hour – transplanting lettuce
I. Love. Thunder Storms. The elemental power is so beautiful.

Tuesday –  at 7 Seeds
1.5 hour – feeding animals, watering plants; a vital part of the cycle of this farm
3 hours – lost in cycles of the mind
4 hours – moving, cycling, running, swimming toroids in toroids; fractals of the body
2 hours – weeding – another important part of the cycle of growing food on this land at this time
1 hour – playing piano!
This was a really hard day for me – I was alone on the farm and just felt lost and uncomfortable. I kept finding myself mindlessly eating instead of doing something. I ended up spinning my wheels (metaphorically) for more than 3 hours, jumping from one task to another before I finally got myself to leave the land. I just needed a break. I ended up doing a mini triathlon – bike, run, swim.
While I was swimming I had this awesome experience. I’ve been thinking a lot about the mirrored cycles of the shape of the torus, and I decided to swim in the pond in that shape (it was more of a figure 8, but that’s close). I had this realization: I was embodying a fractal. I was making a torus in the pond, while I was making the same shape with both my arms and my legs!

Wednesday – at 7 Seeds
1 hour – connecting with the plants and animals of this farm
2 hours – cycling backwards to catch neglected computer work
2 hours – taking pictures
2 hours – biking into town go buy some food! 

Thursday – at 7 Seeds
2 hours – harvesting willow branches
3 hours – patching a cobb bench that was falling apart
4 hours – harvesting pea greens, wild oyster mushrooms, other wild and cultivated edible plants, rolling out whole wheat noodles, and finally, digging in!

A community project day – we harvested willow branches to cure, and later soak and weave into baskets, we reshaped a cobb bench and we cooked a delightful meal – home made pasta, with fresh veggies from the garden!

Friday – 7 Seeds towards the Redwoods
7 hours – cycling and re-cycling the pedals; stopped because of the headwind, which was no longer manageable at 7pm
I camped on this evening at a day use site, on top of a picnic table, since it was the flattest, least rocky area I could find. It was a beautiful night full of stars, with many cycles between sleep and dreams and looking at the stars which somehow are a part of my perception of this reality.

Saturday – to Crescent City
7 hours – inhaling and exhaling, finding a rhythm between fear and calm as I wound my way through the mountains to Jedediah Smith State Park and the Redwoods and the ocean.

Sunday – Crescent city to a rest stop
8 hours – cycling and recycling neurons
I met so many cyclists today!

55 hours