Wilderness — A Meditation

Friday, August 31, 2007

oh..the right side

Yep! I know I have covered this topic before, but today is Friday in Oz..the first day of the second week of our return down under.

And, I toddled out to the Commodore, inserted the key in the ignition, buckled up, looked behind first, and drove!

Some folks are far more intrepid than I am, but it did take courage to put myself back in dangers way. Initially, no problems except for cars parked on both sides of Agars Street with oncoming traffic leaving very little space for my car. No scrapped sides! Relief!!

Reaching the traffic circles..better known as round-abouts wasn't too difficult only because they weren't very busy..just busy enough to remind me the direction of the flow of traffic.

Managed to make mostly left turns(nordamerkia right turns) except for one rather easy glide into a side street. Parking was uneventful. I do use my rear view mirrors here..

And..after a flat white..Aussie only coffee..I managed to make it home..but..I assure you the first time out again was harrowing..but successful..

Thursday, August 30, 2007


Yep..logic simply isn't what it used to be.

Just finished up one more latest obsession..a really hard one..100% correct..makes me day.. it's time to actually accomplish something. So, I'm off to clean up my intuition and the back veranda.

Hope your day is fulfilling..especially those of you who are looking forward to just one more week before starting back to work..

happy days..

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

weight loss

And just what middle class woman isn't dealing with this process? espcially those of us over 60..or is it over 50? hell, it's most of us.

I just thought I'd let you know that the subject has raised its ugly fatty head in my world big time, yet again.

And that my agenda these days is to lose 15 kilograms..that translates into just over 30 pounds amerikan.

For whatever it's worth, exercise is the key..and I am one sedentary traveller. Weight machines outside my office door call me, but only in a whisper! Time to make the dam things roar with intentions.

Happy Wednesday..may there be minus pounds/kilos on your scales if you have been profligate as I have..


Tuesday, August 28, 2007


A transcontenental lifestyle manifests a variety of new considerations about how the world works.

There are certain mind sets that derive almost entirely from living in one hemisphere. Some take a while to reset, the process contributing to a sort of psychological jet lag.. not the physical sort where one is tired at 4:30 in the afternoon..although that did happen yesterday. I was exhausted, simply couldn't keep my eyes open after 7:30 in the evening. I so wanted to stay up and watch a tv interview with this year's Young Australian of the Year which aired at 9:35. As you might imagine, I was snoring peacefully by 7:45 and didn't wake up til my bladder threatened at 6:30 this morning.

It is the end of August all round the globe as I am sure you are aware. The meaning of such a date changes with the distance north or south from the great circle that one finds herself. In my evergreeen fig tree wilderness, the end of August translates into cool spring mornings with 25 C (77 F). temperatures in the afternoon. Puffy clouds circle the edges of my world and baby blue skies provide a signature backdrop. In my previous home, August meant the onset of the Santa Ana, temperatures in the afternoon hovering around 40 C (104 F). Whist here spring is budding forth with birdsong and new growth on the tendrils of all the potted plants, in California the dry heat of summer creates the autumn 'bush fire' possibilities. What a difference!

I am not only having to translate fahrenheit to celsius but inches and feet to millimetres and metres. As a number person I have myself figuring constantly. It is the stuff that occupies my mind when I dare to drive a car..that is, when I'm not reminding myself that a left hand turn in Oz is really a right hand turn in North Amerika. That wide swatch of the Aussie right hand turn is something to behold when one rumbles through an intersection the first time after returning to the southern matter who is driving..but especially if that wide swatch takes place in one of the football sized five way intersections here in Brisbane.

And then there is the confusion about which side of the road is the 'wrong' side. One might assume the issue is simply one of driving, but walkers must also be alert. I have lost count of the number of times that my default traffic direction checker has sent me off to cross a busy street in the midst of oncoming traffic because I looked the wrong way before stepping off the sidewalk into the roadway. Fortunately, at the beginning Graham stood beside me and with long arms rescued me from collision.

There are other issues of course. Social niceities have different requirements. I am an inveterate question asker. The Aussies tend to wait for some one to offer information. In a most amerikan manner, I barge in, intoduce myself to absolute strangers and begin to ask for whatever information will satisfy my curiosity. The Aussie apologizes for my behaviour and sneaks away to read a book or otherwise disengage himself from my over the top behaviour.

"Oh well!" says my friend the English teacher. Sometimes the differences enhance the relationship.

Happy Tuesday to all northerners..looks like a grand day.

Monday, August 27, 2007

Home again, home again..jigity jig

Greetings from a most beautiful, clear, celebratory Monday...

It is so good to be home again. I apologize for the lapse in my attention to each of you in this past few weeks. Travel made it difficult to focus on writing. I know it ought to enhance the words that pour forth in celebration of the beauty of this planet on which we live, but somehow enjoying that beauty, being immersed in its colour, interacting with the folks who people its cities and towns, communing with the critters who call various coners home just overtook my energy.

The sun rose early over the fig tree wilderness that surrounds my office windows this morning. Warm covers released me into the dark morning around 3:45 a.m...jet lagging will soon be a memory, but somehow it still commands my attention in before-dawn Brisbane.

We are formulating a two year plan..during which we are preparing to leave Oz for a while to reside in Nordamerika to build a small house on the prarie near the Canadian border. Dual citizenship would enhance our ability to travel back and forth. Enjoying the eastern Sierra in the late summer, the Dakota plains in the early summer, and finding a spanish speaking home somewhere south of the Mexican border for the winters with trips back to Australia at all the pertinent times seems like the perfect retirement option for both of us.

And so..I welcome any suggestions you might have for that winter time..of course..depending on which hemisphere's winter we are considering.

Enough for this morning. The porridge is ready. Ciao.