Travelogue for the Universe

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Tomorrow was soon enough #Frack

Just when I thought we voted this down....

This came in yesterday and I decided,

Tomorrow was soon enough.

I didn't want to spoil the sparkling snow prayer.

These frackets really irritate me,

What's worse is when all the powerful men tell us

What's good for us.

http://www.addisonindependent.com/?q=201403public-service-department-officials-answer-pipeline-questions-monkton

There's more coming in all the time. Was trying to take a few days off
This clusterfrack.
So it deserves the picture that's in my head
Hearing these lying frackets
Say they're gonna take that land.

Monday, March 10, 2014

Travelogue for the Universe: Sparkling Snow

Rerun of one of my favorite poems.
We still have snow,
Lake Champlain still frozen
A few days above freezing & some sunshine go a long way
Toward making us hopeful for spring.

Travelogue for the Universe: Sparkling Snow: Sparkling Snow re-run Sparkling Snow**all rights reserved by mary gerdt It happened today, when I thought some great thoughts, th...

Sunday, March 9, 2014

Signs of spring...

No sap yet...these photos from the archives...

We were pleased to see some buckets hanging,

A reassuring sign of spring to come.

Saturday, March 8, 2014

Psalm Challenge Meets Pipeline Updates

Psalm Challenge 146

(meets pipeline updates..gotta squeeze them in as they come off the wire...

hey kids, do you know what a wire is?)

Get the gaz update out first...

Story picked up in Boston, reverberating with environmentalist, skiers, property owners

or simple Vermont lovers of which there are many.

http://www.boston.com/news/local/vermont/2014/03/07/homeowners-met-with-officials-about-pipeline/ZedjA2DPk843t8Nvyc1NPN/story.html

Now for the Psalm 146,

link from public domain...

Psalm 146

Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition (DRA)

146 Praise ye the Lord, because psalm is good: to our God be joyful and comely praise.

²The Lord buildeth up Jerusalem: he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.

³Who healeth the broken of heart, and bindeth up their bruises.

⁴Who telleth the number of the stars: and calleth them all by their names.

⁵Great is our Lord, and great is his power: and of his wisdom there is no number.

⁶The Lord lifteth up the meek, and bringeth the wicked down even to the ground.

⁷Sing ye to the Lord with praise: sing to our God upon the harp.

⁸Who covereth the heaven with clouds, and prepareth rain for the earth. Who maketh grass to grow on the mountains, and herbs for the service of men.

⁹Who giveth to beasts their food: and to the young ravens that call upon him.

¹⁰He shall not delight in the strength of the horse: nor take pleasure in the legs of a man.

¹¹The Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear him: and in them that hope in his mercy.

Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition (DRA)by Public Domain

And some music that came to mind...
Hawker's Dream...
Beautiful link from YT.

Saturday music playing

Posting a link from yt

Really Great!

Oh, back to 5:30 EST posting,

It just feels right...meg

Friday, March 7, 2014

John Prine : Angel From Montgomery one more for friday....wow

love john prine...

Midnight In Harlem - Derek Trucks & Susan Tedeschi Band (Live At The Cro...

Friday Musik Continues
Could not help but post this beautiful yt video...

In the spirit of Cafe Societe...

Wow...

Friday Nacht Musik

Some videos rank in my top five...
This one right up there...Wow...

Thursday, March 6, 2014

Travelogue for the Universe: Lions & lambs

hey...why not post at 4:30 am?? here goes...meg

My post from 2012 just as relevant this March 2014 in the North country
and indeed many places in the U.S.

click the link...

Travelogue for the Universe: Lions & lambs: In like a Lion this year, March is my birth month. Martian horoscope, Red my color, Ram is my animal. First, Headstong, Like a Lion...

March certainly in like a Lion...

here's a link to one of my favorite lion songs...from yt...wow...
The Stellar Carolyn Wonderland...

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Town Meeting Missed but not lost

As posted last night,
The proposed pipeline was voted down in 3 towns
On the Canadian planned route.

I was sorry I couldn't attend town meeting this year.
Finding myself feeling too sick to even go out and vote
For the first time ever.

Reminding me that we are still not adapted to the modern life,
Accommodating people where they are.

So tickled I was, to find out
Voters in 3 town said
No to the Pipeline!
Good news

Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Monkton,Vermont Breaking News: Pipeline rejected

Rejected

I appreciate the group efforts to stop the proposed pipeline...

Here are a list of press links about town meetings

Good news....

So thankful today.

So far…just copy and paste...I'll fix this later.

Seven Days:
http://www.sevendaysvt.com/OffMessage/archives/2014/03/04/in-addison-county-voters-say-no-to-vermont-gas-pipeline

Press Republican:
http://www.pressrepublican.com/breaking2/x1196471766/Vermont-towns-oppose-IP-pipeline

VPR: http://digital.vpr.net/post/update-addison-county-three-nos-vt-gas-pipeline

BFP: http://www.burlingtonfreepress.com/viewart/20140304/NEWS02/303040030/Towns-say-no-to-gas-pipeline-Underhill-to-fix-problem-of-rainstorm-inside-town-garage

Fox44: http://www.mychamplainvalley.com/story/d/story/voters-in-vt-towns-oppose-vt-gas-pipeline/36630/fhU822lHL0uDqUYzmI13ZQ

WCAX (AP story): http://www.wcax.com/story/24879851/2-towns-say-no-to-vt-gas-pipeline-idea

AP story got re-circulated a bunch of places: http://www.sfgate.com/news/article/Cornwall-voters-say-no-to-Vt-Gas-pipeline-idea-5287288.php

Monkton Chronicles & Guest editorial

Monkton Chronicles,

Early March 2014

In spite of my personal inability most days to even get out of the house, the collective voters spoke loudly, clearly, against the proposed Gaz Pipeline. Time is a great moderator. The Gaz people trying to cram the pipeline down people's throats. "Threatening elders, women landowners with using eminent domain". Our elders, having better sense than the selectboard, stuck up for their property rights. We do have those in Monkton, Vermont, USA.

I will post some more links but frankly am fracking weary and ptsd from all the press you have to push to get anyone to notice.

On the home front, burning wood, pellets, furniture is next.

The daylight is welcome when it shows up.

It has been bitter cold. Like the first winter I was here.

Only not as much snow down here in the Champlain valley.

Jupiter was profoundly beautiful one morning at 4:30 when I couldn't sleep. She sparkled. It was 10 below f. and dead calm.

Hope you are having a good March. For us in like a lion. I posted a crappy YT link of I found the lions. Tech is a pain sometimes..will find the one I was looking for....meg

Mid February 2014

Hard to keep up with just living, let alone come up with profound messages all the time. Sometimes, drifting off to sleep, I desperately slap up some random pics or words that drift onto the keyboard. I have to admit I schedule certain posts. It might be equivalent to lip-Syncing, but for me it is a tool. We are fighting the pipeline from Alberta to NY via Vermont and our neighbors' garden. Our tools are words.

Been very cold here and we got a good bit of snow. Hopefully warming a little and sun higher in the sky. Keep warm!

Late January 2014

Been trying to keep up. The temperature keeps going down, stressing us all so by this time of the winter, precious little is left in reserve.

I wrote this once and it got hopelessly bound in blogger limbo, mismatched versions of software, ancient 3 year old computer and possibly it just was not meant to be.

We are overwhelmed at the prices of fuel, food, goods. We know there are plenty of us boomers transiting into mid-late middle ages. Like a renaissance, we must be willing to be the system we think must wrap around us. More on this later.

We are stretched thin, worn down, overloaded. We are weary at the fracking gaz fights. Some positive moves, some steps backwards. Making one thing crytal clear to me. Somebody is getting paid to grease these skids...well i am no columbo, but often the perpetrator is right under your nose.

Mid January 2014

We are in the middle of a January thaw, in the 40's, raining, deceptively imitating a spring thaw. We know we could go straight back down to 20 below again in a heartbeat. That is the North country. Am somewhat relieved to have 2013 behind us, even though there is nothing specific, except that cursed number 13. In my study of the Knights Templar, 13 could be traced back to a date when Knights were eliminated by slaughter. Burning at the stake sounds particularly torturous. Trying to keep up with the so called news and then I read some Aristotle. Some things seem to never change. Saw a photo of a recreated neanderthal man. Ponderous, would be the caption.

The pipeline fight is forging on. Now with Neil Young on the other end up in Alberta...I am reminded every day of the limitations that MS places on my life. Wondering how these fights all seem to mirror one another. Reminded of the

Line of the minuteman, April 19, 1775.

Stand your Ground

Don't fire unless Fired upon

But if they mean to have a War,

Let it begin here.

Captain Parker.

archives:

Late December, 2013

Nearing the end of year 2013.

Christmas, or whatever you call the short days...

Is over.

Thankfully the daylight hours gaining again for those of us inhabiting the Northern hemisphere of the planet.

We lost a good friend Lisa, who warmed my heart with her special soul. She adopted a cat from us who is now called Girly Girl. Girly's first name was Whitney. Lisa wanted a kitten. These were our Y 2K Kitten boom litter explosion where we contacted Green Mountain Animal defenders and they helped us trap, neuter and adopt over 20 cats/kittens. I thought for sure Captain would be Lisa's type. He was friendly and jovial. Well...it did not work. Captain freaked out and would not go near Lisa. So we settled on sweet little petite Whitney. Lisa adopted her, named her Meredian, and took care of her for many years. (Captain was furious, as it turned out, she was his kitten and I do not think he ever forgave us for giving away his sister). Recently Lisa asked if I could bring her back to our pride. Absolutely, of course. And we met one night and I took Meredian home and named her again, Girly Girl, aka Missy. No longer Whitney, Her Meredian chapter done. She was reborn again. Captain had died not long before this so he just missed her homecoming. I still think he sent for her.

So the day I heard Lisa left the material plane, Girly and I sat together a lot. I was relieved Lisa sent her back to be with us, where she knew the scents, the lay of the land, and us.

Now I am home more, I see the value in having a Girl cat boss me, tell me to get up, feed her, keep up my routine. She even likes to tweet with me. Thanks, Lisa, The best social worker, hippest, nicest, animal lover, sensitive, cool hipster. So cute, sweet, with that dark sense of humor only possible by where you have been. Your fears? I never saw any, we all have them. I hope yours were kept to a minimum. Did I intend to write this update about Lisa? Well, not really. Now that I have, however, it seems appropriate to ask you, wherever you are on the planet or off the planet, to raise a glass for Lisa today. It is the thought that counts, send a message for her to carry on with her extraordinary love light, and tell her Girly & I send our love, meg 12.30.13

Archives:

Early December 2013

Feeling the cold go through our house some days. Fuel untouchable anymore. Sick about the taxes we shelled out over 6K and the roof leaks, house is old as ever, land lays fallow like my muscles and nerves. I have become a non profit with no 501k. Feel sorry for others worse off than we are.

Fighting the Pipeline, Fracking, MS, Deja Vu.

Our bodies regenerate every 7 years. By my math I am due for a snakeskin shedding...soon to turn 56. Some numbers surprise you when you break them down. My inactivity stimulates my thoughts. How nerve damage, even in that quieter RRMS, causes a scenario where you must think harder, to get around the scarred places, to circumvent the damaged battlegrounds of my immune system against my own neuro system. Calling it...around the mulberry bush...that fairy tale about girls in prison...weird really...this is the way we wash our hair, wash our hair...My odd imagination imagining girls in jail, being smacked around, brain injured, now compliant, spirits broken...this is the way we wash the floors...

So I was making a connection with the fairy tale, another silly way to address a serious injustice. I love fairy tales. Working on a drawing of this one. meg 12.6.13

Archives...still relevant as long as we fight the pipeline extension into Addison county...today I compressed them into a file called monkton chronicle archives

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