day three.....

As has previously been mentioned, I am very otherly.  What, you may ask, is otherly?  What do you suppose?  A person, a place, a thing, a thought all from a perspective different than what is classically considered.  An Other to this One.  A term I heard come up from somewhere below and to the left.....that resonated.  Then stuck.

In my Other World time is relative.  In my Other World days combine to create chapters of adventure.  In my Other World, “day three” that just passed started on Saturday morning farming beneath a turquoise sky and ended on Sunday night working in the studio on “Maria de la Huatla” as the quarter moon peeked through the trees.  A lullaby of a song about a ghost of a woman, a grandmother still watching over from afar....but we will come back to that later.....
 
Working out in the fields has by far been one of the finest experiences of my life.  I know that every single one of us, from all of the various places we arrive from, we are all there with the same dirt between our fingers.  We all work hard side by side to bring harmony and abundance to this farm.  Our farm.  We all bring that into our worlds with us and feed ourselves, our friends and families with that conversation, that hard work & harmony.  Back to the farm we go as the cycle continues week after week and season atop season.  The tamato vines are getting tall, fat green bulbs have been spotted meanwhile the sorrel grew three feet runners in only 7 days!  Yes, awareness of the world in this way and then sharing that with others, bringing that sharing out into the rest of the world, this friends, is how it goes in the Other World....