I do relate to what Clif has shared and that need to duck. Yesterday, a surreal experience occurred while clearing tree limbs with a chainsaw. I live on a small farm and was clearing around some cedars to allow the livestock better access to a round bale of hay.
A series of malfunctions began, the first being the chain coming off the bar.…
I do relate to what Clif has shared and that need to duck. Yesterday, a surreal experience occurred while clearing tree limbs with a chainsaw. I live on a small farm and was clearing around some cedars to allow the livestock better access to a round bale of hay.
A series of malfunctions began, the first being the chain coming off the bar. At the same time a shift in weather, a darkening of skies, strong winds and misty rain.
The scene felt otherworldly, surreal yet I was determined to complete my task. After all, I had carried the saw uphill across a couple acres of pasture to get to this location.
Once I reassembled the saw and began cutting, somehow twine from a previous hay bale was taken up, wrapping itself around the drive of the saw and stalling it. Yet again I took the saw apart removed the twine, reassembled it and began working.
Within a few minutes the same issue occurred again, twine somehow getting entangled around the sprocket, causing the saw to stall out! Keep in mind that I was paying attention to the work.
I’m somewhat embarrassed to admit that I repeated this same process three additional times, with the saw stalling, breaking it down, finding twine, and reassembling.
On what was the final occurrence,
I stopped, looked around at my surroundings, and there was a overwhelming feeling of not being alone. In that moment, it became clear the universe, the divine was not going to allow me to accomplish what I was so determined to do and maybe even protecting me from potential injury.
I’d normally be so pissed about such a frustrating series of setbacks but instead found a wonderful amusement in that moment. I began laughing out loud and said- Okay, Okay I hear you and I’m listening!
I than smiled, gathered up the tools and made my way back home.
That kind of reminds me of "Driving Miss Daisy" where Morgan Freeman is driving down the street as Miss Daisy is walking on the sidewalk. She was determined to get there, and he was "trying to drive you to the store" Eventually, you got the idea, and so did she. Looking at it from a distance as we are now, it is obvious, but up close, you have to pay attention. Well done, and real lesson learned.
I do appreciate your analogy, and yes it seems I was having a Miss Daisy moment. In this moment, I imagine Morgan Freeman’s voice (as God) narrating the entire experience, than saying -Finally, he’s listening, lol
Beautiful, beautiful story. I have been"learning" that exact lesson - for a bit.
Currently rehabbing shoulder injury from that "determined to complete my task" part (pruning saw, not chainsaw, but up on ladder and who wants to trot down and back up again?). Me.
>6 mos later, I've had good time to pay attention and learn. Thanks for sharing.
Mars is still retrograde. It causes "machinery" and/or what is associated to "things made of metal" to malfunction. Similarly, consider how communications go haywire when Mercury goes retrograde. -- Retrogrades afford us the opportunity to take pause and review un-dones, or mishaps from the past and correct / balance thoughts associated with tasks from the past, and then the retrograde planetary transits which conjunct or align [with our Natal Chart] DO reflect how those Universal Principles in action might be calling attention to thingks (acts, objects, events) we haven't completed or balanced. // Everybody should study the Science of Astrology. The corollaries are oft astounding.
I didn’t know about Mars and its effects on machinery. Your message about Astrology is well received and it certainly adds a deeper layer to reflect upon, thank you!
golden, thank you; i welcome your wisdom, as i am now a healer running for my life, camped out at a motel after the cell tower attacks. Mars is messing with my phone, making apps like voice memo inaccessible - where i stored 25 years of sacred recordings and had just begun an album of "medicine songs to protect and save us" in these apocalyptic times. Somehow i am managing, however, though still very weak and unable to speak well, but now again able to write. The holy muse is on fire! The truth is being revealed - through each of us who sees and knows...By grace, my life and home (that i fled) IS the holistic clinic of the future, and the "ontology" made it clear, THE MEDICINE MUST BE SAVED! Of course i agreed, and little by little i force-return to that awful toxic place to pack - and to raid my own survival pantry of nutrient-dense foods and healing supplements. i have my ion cleanse and air filter here at the motel...
It was on that last attempt when I had finally surrendered, in came the awareness and feeling of a divine presence. A gentle, loving connection that swept over me, instilling a deep sense of peace. Thank you for your message
we have to make sure we did everything we could. Point is, Spirit/the ontology still saved your life. Flying chainsaw bits never lead to a happy end...
Been there, done that. When it feels like your trying to walk upstream, and things going wrong. That sudden realization that I'm going the wrong direction and fighting the current, and should just turn around to go in the flow of the stream. And suddenly everything feels easier.
Sometimes God (or if you prefer, The Universal Consciousness, or ontology or whatever you choose to call it) speaks to us in ways that we do not readily understand. I too have had similar warnings that, sadly all too frequently I chose to ignore, have become clear to me in retrospect. One case in particular, regarding my previous marriage, comes to mind. It seemed that just about everything that could possibly go wrong did go wrong on the wedding day itself. Still, I refused to see the warning signals and went ahead and married the woman. That was a HUGE mistake on my part, but I did learn several things from it. We had an amicable separation and ultimate divorce, largely with no ill feelings toward each other. Irreconcilable Differences were my stated reason for splitting up!
These days, It seems to me that any man who does not get, as ironclad as possible, a Prenuptial Agreement, before marrying is taking a chance that SHOULD never be taken. Why? because most women these days are the products of Left Wing Politics and Entitlement thinking that SHOULD have NEVER been allowed to proceed as far as they have. This does not even begin to address the fact that a very high percentage of ‘modern’ women, but surely not all, are full blown, bat shit, crazy!
I am a woman and it's refreshing to hear a man actually tell the truth about women. 'Men have been browbeaten and belittled by the spawn of the NOW movement. My own daughter has that attitude, a lack of understanding of men. I've tried to turn her around but she's in a field of work in which she and her female colleagues make a huge salary and this has made them feel superior to men.
Are you unaware that CEDAR Trees are one of the Four Sacred Directional Medicines? Cedar Tree is like a Grandmother----represents the South Direction and Physical Healing. Move your Round Bale away from the Cedars---or at the very least, have some respect, say some prayers, and Ask Permission to trim branches. And, it would be nice to make use of the Cedar for some Healing purpose. Look it up. Don't believe me---these are ancient teachings.
Yes, I am aware that cedars hold a special place in certain traditions.
If you are familiar, the lowest branches do die off. Most mature cedars will have its living greenery about 5’-6’ above the ground.
By Removing the dead lower branches, it creates space, providing shelter for both hay and my Bison 🦬.
Clearing the lowest branches also allows the Bison to graze underneath the trees, where under brush and invasive vines grow.
I should have mentioned that I was also cutting very heavy vines under the cedars, some being up to 4”-5” inches in diameter. These vines can eventually kill the trees and have in this area.
I recognize your concern and that you are familiar with traditional spiritual practices. Respect for nature, Respect for each other, these are shared Egalitarian values.
the tree is a living entity, one must always respect and ask for permission to trim them up - trust this, the rewards will be VERY obvious! all my trees have names, I greet them but most of all I respect them - cedars as well as oaks are very special, spiritually
I don’t disagree, though there are practical matters that must also be considered.
It would be disingenuous, to ask for permission when knowing full well certain actions must be taken regardless of what the answer may be. Instead, I state my intentions and ask for understanding.
As steward of my land, I strive to make the most beneficial decisions and to not act in a destructive manner.
We live in a symbiotic relationship with nature. There is an interdependence and balance to maintain with all life. Keeping with true egalitarian values,
explanations go a long way when dealing with an entity you've an established relationship with - it is important to 'think' the words when spoken as both frequencies are received - think of trimming your fingernails?
I have a magnificent California Oak in my front yard. I love it, and it Loves Me. The circumference is approx. 11 feet; the height... 51 ft ?? Based on other trees I've met, mine has gotta be at least 340 years old. I pat it and talk to it. There's a neighbor who hates it, and transfers her vehemence regarding it upon 'my person.' I reassure my Giant Oak Sentinel Power Pole of ITS Beauty, Grandeur, and Order -ed STRUCTURE OF MAGNIFICENCE.
Get one of those Asian hand saws -- easier to carry and can cut through wood SO easily. Don't know what they are called. Sort of shaped like a harp or hacksaw.
Maybe 'Nature' didn't want to hear your chainsaw's obscenities interrupting the symphony of natural sounds, disrupting the wavelengths of the Natural World? [Oh, maybe I am projecting? My apologies. I have a problem with chainsaws and leaf blowers particularly. I want the sounds we add to be worthy of being heard, like additional instruments in the symphony. I want church bells restored.]
Anyway, glad to hear you came back to an alert state, avoided injury, and are here to tell the tale.
Those are "pull" saws, in that they cut on the pull stroke instead of the push stroke. No better or worse, both are designed to cut. Hey, you can be like the lady before you and do everything with hand tools, (nothing wrong with that) but if you are going to cut up a tree into logs you can split and stack, a chain saws works best. Both the chain saw, and the hand saws have to be sharp though. If you try and use dull tools, you are kidding yourself. They are dangerous too! Get a tool that is designed for the job you are doing. If the only tool you have in your box is a hammer, then every problem ends up looking like a nail.
Oh to learn to be so aware of the Cosmos trying to tell us something in the midst of our frustrating task or tasks that aren't going well. I get the process but way far from the point of like you taking several "stops" of effed up attempts before the eyes and brain realize and "A HA!"...sigh...we humans...not learning fast enough it seems. But maybe that's the process it's supposed to be...learning, remembering and growing. Just too impatient for my own good it seems. Thanks for your enlightening story Chaskazorro. I must remember that lesson...
It really was a gradual experience, something that I wasn’t immediately aware of. I was really wrapped up in doing the task. Only when I became fully present in the moment, noticing all my surroundings that the awareness came. You have reminded me to hold onto this experience and lesson moving forward, thank you for your thoughtful message!
I have spent 5 to 7 hours every day out in the back yard, de-graveling. Previous owner spread several different type of gravel all over the back yard, been there over 20 years now and are al mixed together and I vowed to remove every single rock from the back yard to make room for a garden, some berry bushes and probably a couple fruit trees. But FIRST, it all has to be cleared. The worst part is having to take many breaks because my lungs and heart are crap and I end up out of breath and my pulse pounding in my temples, .. or, because my left hip is absolutely killing me with that grindy nerve feeling. But as soon as I sit, my hip hurts a LOT more, then it fades a little, then starts hammering on me again even while sitting. Gonna hurt either way, then I might as well get my ass back to work.
I made good progress today with a small gravel pile, ... that was about 20 feet long and mixed with a lot of dirt. I got the rocks raked out of the dirt, shoveled into the barrow and dumped into a central unsorted pile, barrow load after barrow load. Then cleaned up the loose dirt and added it to the unsifted dirt pile, grabbed the rake and started making a new pile of rocks and dirt and hauled a few more barrow loads to the main pile. I wish I was using a chainsaw, ... because my shovel and steel rake had zero malfunctions, .... at the end of the day as the sun was getting low, I actively wished my wheelbarrow would break. lol No Luck !!
It seems MY message from universe was akin to cat-o-nine tails and the message of Work Dog, WORK !!
Your courage, perseverance, ironclad will, guts, and fortitude is astounding and heartbreaking. May God swiftly bring you helping hands and healing, to lift your pain and renew your yard.
25 or so years ago I was at a house doing an estimate and as I was leaving there was an old man near the garage and as I walked up he points at the long driveway and says "I held every single one of those rocks in my hand."
Mildly amused, I asked why. "It was mixed gravel" came the reply. Wow, that must have taken a really long time, I said, as I was climbing into my work rig. Driving away I pondered whether the old guy might be crazy.
Here I am 25 years later, ..... Old, and sorting tons of mixed gravel so I can make better use of it, ..... and wondering if that old guy way back when was crazy, .... or if I AM NOW !! lmao
I have two Nephews near by, but they don't show up to help, so it looks like it will be all me getting it done. Unless the yard kills me first. And I am okay with that too.
First, try to find a well known and reputable Naturpathic Doctor to address your ailments. Second, I presume you will be selling the gravel to someone in a rural area who wants to spread it on their driveway. I feel your exhaustion and pain. You could find out if the heart/BP prob is organic or not.
We bought a 100 year old house several years ago that was built by an Italian cement contractor. I have spent many, many hours digging concrete out of the garden beds where he had dug a deep hole to dispose of excess concrete. Then there are the broken concrete fragments throughout the soil, that require digging and screening it all.
I got a bit of the concrete slag as well, as my yard was used for concrete disposal when two of the neighbors put up a block wall. But it isn't a horrible amount even though it was a lot, but there are so many other things found in the dirt that are surprising. Like tools. A center punch, a couple drill bits, a few Allen wrenches and even a small inverted Torx socket. Now if I could just find any of my tools that my son lost out there 10 years ago, that would be great. lol
Watch the movie called "Mac" with John Turturo. One of my favorites. There are some shady concrete guys in that movie, .. and shady framers, shady bricklayers, shady Gen contractors, ..... and Mac isn't having it.
Was there a hidden "widowmaker" tree limb hung up in a tree above where you were working?
I was inspecting all the broken limbs down from the snow and Ice storm we had few weeks ago and i looked up at one of the trees to see where some of the limbs came from hoping it was the mulberry and not the striped maple, but i noticed from a different angle there was this broken loose big limb just laying across couple other limbs and if it gets some winds up, will probably teeter off and fall down. So ive probably got to get a ladder up there and reach it with a hook just to make sure it doesn't catch somebody unaware.
It’s interesting that you mention a “widowmaker” . Yes, there are actually two where I was working.
One is quite large and is suspended by a thick vine. It does concern me, as it’s hard to predict what direction this half a tree may go once free from the vine.
I was working on those smaller tasks that I’m more confident about. It might be a maple tree though I’m not entirely sure. But just like your situation, a storm had broken this large tree.
I hope that you will be very careful when dealing with your widowmaker. Because of your message I will be sure to do the same. Looking back, it would’ve been easy for me to rush into tackling this.
It definitely needs to be approached cautiously. I wish you all the best and a safe experience in dealing with your tree issues. Thank you for your message and for bringing my attention me to this danger.
you have just described my life and mishaps perfectly, in a script uniquely your own. YOURS is a great tale, so please do write it up bigger and louder for us, Chaska. i have seen death's door 3-4 times in the last month, from beamforming attacks; and at the same time, i'm a holistic brain therapist, herbalist, and yogini - so although flat on the floor, spinning, unable to...(do anything)...i knew what was happening to my body and what it would take to survive. i fought death with a heart rate peaking 200 bets per minute for 10 days, curled in a ball at a scary motel, unable to sleep or thermo-regulate - my hands and feet were cold as death. Here i sit, 3 weeks into the ordeal, in love with the staff, and rallying to pack up ALL my "Medicine" "for the next 7 generations", i know because i heard and am heeding the divine order "Save the medicine for the people yet to come" that i will be saved! My writing is rapidfire downloads now from the source, strong and clear. Here's part two of my tale: https://yolandapritamhari.substack.com/p/when-the-axe-falls-2-the-grid-is
That's another great story of life on a farm. You never know what the farm is going to throw your way, so just deal with it, and know when it's the right time to quit.
I do relate to what Clif has shared and that need to duck. Yesterday, a surreal experience occurred while clearing tree limbs with a chainsaw. I live on a small farm and was clearing around some cedars to allow the livestock better access to a round bale of hay.
A series of malfunctions began, the first being the chain coming off the bar. At the same time a shift in weather, a darkening of skies, strong winds and misty rain.
The scene felt otherworldly, surreal yet I was determined to complete my task. After all, I had carried the saw uphill across a couple acres of pasture to get to this location.
Once I reassembled the saw and began cutting, somehow twine from a previous hay bale was taken up, wrapping itself around the drive of the saw and stalling it. Yet again I took the saw apart removed the twine, reassembled it and began working.
Within a few minutes the same issue occurred again, twine somehow getting entangled around the sprocket, causing the saw to stall out! Keep in mind that I was paying attention to the work.
I’m somewhat embarrassed to admit that I repeated this same process three additional times, with the saw stalling, breaking it down, finding twine, and reassembling.
On what was the final occurrence,
I stopped, looked around at my surroundings, and there was a overwhelming feeling of not being alone. In that moment, it became clear the universe, the divine was not going to allow me to accomplish what I was so determined to do and maybe even protecting me from potential injury.
I’d normally be so pissed about such a frustrating series of setbacks but instead found a wonderful amusement in that moment. I began laughing out loud and said- Okay, Okay I hear you and I’m listening!
I than smiled, gathered up the tools and made my way back home.
That kind of reminds me of "Driving Miss Daisy" where Morgan Freeman is driving down the street as Miss Daisy is walking on the sidewalk. She was determined to get there, and he was "trying to drive you to the store" Eventually, you got the idea, and so did she. Looking at it from a distance as we are now, it is obvious, but up close, you have to pay attention. Well done, and real lesson learned.
I do appreciate your analogy, and yes it seems I was having a Miss Daisy moment. In this moment, I imagine Morgan Freeman’s voice (as God) narrating the entire experience, than saying -Finally, he’s listening, lol
Thank you for your message!
Oh, I am sure that God has always been listening, but us "humans" Hello humans!
Beautiful, beautiful story. I have been"learning" that exact lesson - for a bit.
Currently rehabbing shoulder injury from that "determined to complete my task" part (pruning saw, not chainsaw, but up on ladder and who wants to trot down and back up again?). Me.
>6 mos later, I've had good time to pay attention and learn. Thanks for sharing.
I’m sorry you were injured. Wishing you a full recovery and all the best! I appreciate your message, Thank you!
oh i love this, but the demons may be blocking my comments and praises to all of you.
Mars is still retrograde. It causes "machinery" and/or what is associated to "things made of metal" to malfunction. Similarly, consider how communications go haywire when Mercury goes retrograde. -- Retrogrades afford us the opportunity to take pause and review un-dones, or mishaps from the past and correct / balance thoughts associated with tasks from the past, and then the retrograde planetary transits which conjunct or align [with our Natal Chart] DO reflect how those Universal Principles in action might be calling attention to thingks (acts, objects, events) we haven't completed or balanced. // Everybody should study the Science of Astrology. The corollaries are oft astounding.
The night sky has been amazing lately, many planets visible with clear cold nights and the recent crescent moon was spectacular!
I didn’t know about Mars and its effects on machinery. Your message about Astrology is well received and it certainly adds a deeper layer to reflect upon, thank you!
golden, thank you; i welcome your wisdom, as i am now a healer running for my life, camped out at a motel after the cell tower attacks. Mars is messing with my phone, making apps like voice memo inaccessible - where i stored 25 years of sacred recordings and had just begun an album of "medicine songs to protect and save us" in these apocalyptic times. Somehow i am managing, however, though still very weak and unable to speak well, but now again able to write. The holy muse is on fire! The truth is being revealed - through each of us who sees and knows...By grace, my life and home (that i fled) IS the holistic clinic of the future, and the "ontology" made it clear, THE MEDICINE MUST BE SAVED! Of course i agreed, and little by little i force-return to that awful toxic place to pack - and to raid my own survival pantry of nutrient-dense foods and healing supplements. i have my ion cleanse and air filter here at the motel...
Synchronicity.
only took four rounds?ha.....i can relate, one two and then i break......we are a funny lot!
Oh yes, a minimum of four times! lol
It was on that last attempt when I had finally surrendered, in came the awareness and feeling of a divine presence. A gentle, loving connection that swept over me, instilling a deep sense of peace. Thank you for your message
we have to make sure we did everything we could. Point is, Spirit/the ontology still saved your life. Flying chainsaw bits never lead to a happy end...
Ooh that gave me goose bumps!
But for me, more like a "facepalm" as my too often "manifest density" precedes the awakening "DUH". Somehow we'll learn quicker. Maybe.
Yes, a facepalm in retrospect, though when the realization finally occurred, this epiphany was gentle and loving.
It was a beautiful moment, one with a feeling of deep connection. It happened just as it needed to, and I’m grateful. Thank you for your message!
yes, it was
I’m glad you felt and connected with the energy of this experience, thanks for your message!
Been there, done that. When it feels like your trying to walk upstream, and things going wrong. That sudden realization that I'm going the wrong direction and fighting the current, and should just turn around to go in the flow of the stream. And suddenly everything feels easier.
Sometimes God (or if you prefer, The Universal Consciousness, or ontology or whatever you choose to call it) speaks to us in ways that we do not readily understand. I too have had similar warnings that, sadly all too frequently I chose to ignore, have become clear to me in retrospect. One case in particular, regarding my previous marriage, comes to mind. It seemed that just about everything that could possibly go wrong did go wrong on the wedding day itself. Still, I refused to see the warning signals and went ahead and married the woman. That was a HUGE mistake on my part, but I did learn several things from it. We had an amicable separation and ultimate divorce, largely with no ill feelings toward each other. Irreconcilable Differences were my stated reason for splitting up!
These days, It seems to me that any man who does not get, as ironclad as possible, a Prenuptial Agreement, before marrying is taking a chance that SHOULD never be taken. Why? because most women these days are the products of Left Wing Politics and Entitlement thinking that SHOULD have NEVER been allowed to proceed as far as they have. This does not even begin to address the fact that a very high percentage of ‘modern’ women, but surely not all, are full blown, bat shit, crazy!
I am a woman and it's refreshing to hear a man actually tell the truth about women. 'Men have been browbeaten and belittled by the spawn of the NOW movement. My own daughter has that attitude, a lack of understanding of men. I've tried to turn her around but she's in a field of work in which she and her female colleagues make a huge salary and this has made them feel superior to men.
Are you unaware that CEDAR Trees are one of the Four Sacred Directional Medicines? Cedar Tree is like a Grandmother----represents the South Direction and Physical Healing. Move your Round Bale away from the Cedars---or at the very least, have some respect, say some prayers, and Ask Permission to trim branches. And, it would be nice to make use of the Cedar for some Healing purpose. Look it up. Don't believe me---these are ancient teachings.
Yes, I am aware that cedars hold a special place in certain traditions.
If you are familiar, the lowest branches do die off. Most mature cedars will have its living greenery about 5’-6’ above the ground.
By Removing the dead lower branches, it creates space, providing shelter for both hay and my Bison 🦬.
Clearing the lowest branches also allows the Bison to graze underneath the trees, where under brush and invasive vines grow.
I should have mentioned that I was also cutting very heavy vines under the cedars, some being up to 4”-5” inches in diameter. These vines can eventually kill the trees and have in this area.
I recognize your concern and that you are familiar with traditional spiritual practices. Respect for nature, Respect for each other, these are shared Egalitarian values.
the tree is a living entity, one must always respect and ask for permission to trim them up - trust this, the rewards will be VERY obvious! all my trees have names, I greet them but most of all I respect them - cedars as well as oaks are very special, spiritually
I don’t disagree, though there are practical matters that must also be considered.
It would be disingenuous, to ask for permission when knowing full well certain actions must be taken regardless of what the answer may be. Instead, I state my intentions and ask for understanding.
As steward of my land, I strive to make the most beneficial decisions and to not act in a destructive manner.
We live in a symbiotic relationship with nature. There is an interdependence and balance to maintain with all life. Keeping with true egalitarian values,
I am not separate from nature, I am a part of it.
explanations go a long way when dealing with an entity you've an established relationship with - it is important to 'think' the words when spoken as both frequencies are received - think of trimming your fingernails?
you jumped again
I have a magnificent California Oak in my front yard. I love it, and it Loves Me. The circumference is approx. 11 feet; the height... 51 ft ?? Based on other trees I've met, mine has gotta be at least 340 years old. I pat it and talk to it. There's a neighbor who hates it, and transfers her vehemence regarding it upon 'my person.' I reassure my Giant Oak Sentinel Power Pole of ITS Beauty, Grandeur, and Order -ed STRUCTURE OF MAGNIFICENCE.
I love it! they are truly magnificent! the Mighty Oak is my family crest! (Irish/Celtic)
don't jump
Get one of those Asian hand saws -- easier to carry and can cut through wood SO easily. Don't know what they are called. Sort of shaped like a harp or hacksaw.
Maybe 'Nature' didn't want to hear your chainsaw's obscenities interrupting the symphony of natural sounds, disrupting the wavelengths of the Natural World? [Oh, maybe I am projecting? My apologies. I have a problem with chainsaws and leaf blowers particularly. I want the sounds we add to be worthy of being heard, like additional instruments in the symphony. I want church bells restored.]
Anyway, glad to hear you came back to an alert state, avoided injury, and are here to tell the tale.
Those are "pull" saws, in that they cut on the pull stroke instead of the push stroke. No better or worse, both are designed to cut. Hey, you can be like the lady before you and do everything with hand tools, (nothing wrong with that) but if you are going to cut up a tree into logs you can split and stack, a chain saws works best. Both the chain saw, and the hand saws have to be sharp though. If you try and use dull tools, you are kidding yourself. They are dangerous too! Get a tool that is designed for the job you are doing. If the only tool you have in your box is a hammer, then every problem ends up looking like a nail.
Oh to learn to be so aware of the Cosmos trying to tell us something in the midst of our frustrating task or tasks that aren't going well. I get the process but way far from the point of like you taking several "stops" of effed up attempts before the eyes and brain realize and "A HA!"...sigh...we humans...not learning fast enough it seems. But maybe that's the process it's supposed to be...learning, remembering and growing. Just too impatient for my own good it seems. Thanks for your enlightening story Chaskazorro. I must remember that lesson...
It really was a gradual experience, something that I wasn’t immediately aware of. I was really wrapped up in doing the task. Only when I became fully present in the moment, noticing all my surroundings that the awareness came. You have reminded me to hold onto this experience and lesson moving forward, thank you for your thoughtful message!
I have spent 5 to 7 hours every day out in the back yard, de-graveling. Previous owner spread several different type of gravel all over the back yard, been there over 20 years now and are al mixed together and I vowed to remove every single rock from the back yard to make room for a garden, some berry bushes and probably a couple fruit trees. But FIRST, it all has to be cleared. The worst part is having to take many breaks because my lungs and heart are crap and I end up out of breath and my pulse pounding in my temples, .. or, because my left hip is absolutely killing me with that grindy nerve feeling. But as soon as I sit, my hip hurts a LOT more, then it fades a little, then starts hammering on me again even while sitting. Gonna hurt either way, then I might as well get my ass back to work.
I made good progress today with a small gravel pile, ... that was about 20 feet long and mixed with a lot of dirt. I got the rocks raked out of the dirt, shoveled into the barrow and dumped into a central unsorted pile, barrow load after barrow load. Then cleaned up the loose dirt and added it to the unsifted dirt pile, grabbed the rake and started making a new pile of rocks and dirt and hauled a few more barrow loads to the main pile. I wish I was using a chainsaw, ... because my shovel and steel rake had zero malfunctions, .... at the end of the day as the sun was getting low, I actively wished my wheelbarrow would break. lol No Luck !!
It seems MY message from universe was akin to cat-o-nine tails and the message of Work Dog, WORK !!
Your courage, perseverance, ironclad will, guts, and fortitude is astounding and heartbreaking. May God swiftly bring you helping hands and healing, to lift your pain and renew your yard.
25 or so years ago I was at a house doing an estimate and as I was leaving there was an old man near the garage and as I walked up he points at the long driveway and says "I held every single one of those rocks in my hand."
Mildly amused, I asked why. "It was mixed gravel" came the reply. Wow, that must have taken a really long time, I said, as I was climbing into my work rig. Driving away I pondered whether the old guy might be crazy.
Here I am 25 years later, ..... Old, and sorting tons of mixed gravel so I can make better use of it, ..... and wondering if that old guy way back when was crazy, .... or if I AM NOW !! lmao
I have two Nephews near by, but they don't show up to help, so it looks like it will be all me getting it done. Unless the yard kills me first. And I am okay with that too.
First, try to find a well known and reputable Naturpathic Doctor to address your ailments. Second, I presume you will be selling the gravel to someone in a rural area who wants to spread it on their driveway. I feel your exhaustion and pain. You could find out if the heart/BP prob is organic or not.
We bought a 100 year old house several years ago that was built by an Italian cement contractor. I have spent many, many hours digging concrete out of the garden beds where he had dug a deep hole to dispose of excess concrete. Then there are the broken concrete fragments throughout the soil, that require digging and screening it all.
Its a good thing our yard is quite small!
I got a bit of the concrete slag as well, as my yard was used for concrete disposal when two of the neighbors put up a block wall. But it isn't a horrible amount even though it was a lot, but there are so many other things found in the dirt that are surprising. Like tools. A center punch, a couple drill bits, a few Allen wrenches and even a small inverted Torx socket. Now if I could just find any of my tools that my son lost out there 10 years ago, that would be great. lol
Watch the movie called "Mac" with John Turturo. One of my favorites. There are some shady concrete guys in that movie, .. and shady framers, shady bricklayers, shady Gen contractors, ..... and Mac isn't having it.
Here's some fun oldies: Mr. Blandings Builds His Dreamhouse, Cary Grant 1948 and George Washington Slept Here with Jack Benny, 1942
".... i was really wrapped up in doing the task.." while your saw blade was really wrapped up in not doing the task. Fascinating.
Was there a hidden "widowmaker" tree limb hung up in a tree above where you were working?
I was inspecting all the broken limbs down from the snow and Ice storm we had few weeks ago and i looked up at one of the trees to see where some of the limbs came from hoping it was the mulberry and not the striped maple, but i noticed from a different angle there was this broken loose big limb just laying across couple other limbs and if it gets some winds up, will probably teeter off and fall down. So ive probably got to get a ladder up there and reach it with a hook just to make sure it doesn't catch somebody unaware.
It’s interesting that you mention a “widowmaker” . Yes, there are actually two where I was working.
One is quite large and is suspended by a thick vine. It does concern me, as it’s hard to predict what direction this half a tree may go once free from the vine.
I was working on those smaller tasks that I’m more confident about. It might be a maple tree though I’m not entirely sure. But just like your situation, a storm had broken this large tree.
I hope that you will be very careful when dealing with your widowmaker. Because of your message I will be sure to do the same. Looking back, it would’ve been easy for me to rush into tackling this.
It definitely needs to be approached cautiously. I wish you all the best and a safe experience in dealing with your tree issues. Thank you for your message and for bringing my attention me to this danger.
you have just described my life and mishaps perfectly, in a script uniquely your own. YOURS is a great tale, so please do write it up bigger and louder for us, Chaska. i have seen death's door 3-4 times in the last month, from beamforming attacks; and at the same time, i'm a holistic brain therapist, herbalist, and yogini - so although flat on the floor, spinning, unable to...(do anything)...i knew what was happening to my body and what it would take to survive. i fought death with a heart rate peaking 200 bets per minute for 10 days, curled in a ball at a scary motel, unable to sleep or thermo-regulate - my hands and feet were cold as death. Here i sit, 3 weeks into the ordeal, in love with the staff, and rallying to pack up ALL my "Medicine" "for the next 7 generations", i know because i heard and am heeding the divine order "Save the medicine for the people yet to come" that i will be saved! My writing is rapidfire downloads now from the source, strong and clear. Here's part two of my tale: https://yolandapritamhari.substack.com/p/when-the-axe-falls-2-the-grid-is
That's another great story of life on a farm. You never know what the farm is going to throw your way, so just deal with it, and know when it's the right time to quit.