Taking Things for Granted

I have been saying for years how blessed we are to live in a place that is not impacted by severe weather events. Just long winters, ice storms, snow storms. Then we experienced poor air quality from the Canadian fires that blew smoke our way. Yesterday, there was rain, more rain and then even more rain. Vermont had drought conditions which has now been alleviated by the rain during the past two weeks. Sadly, and in some cases tragically, we experienced floods throughout the state. The Northeast Kingdom is not too bad and our own road is rutted with huge puddles, but passable. Many Vermonters evacuated their homes and we are waiting to see how things play out the rest of the day. There is no safe place in the context of climate change. I cherish each beautiful day in Vermont and pray for the folks who are dealing with loss and damage.

It’s Been a Minute

And by “minute” I mean two years. One of my fans misses the blog posts, so it’s time to get back into recording observations from Sugar Glen Farm. In the past two years, we acquired another German Shepherd, I retired from individual talk therapy, completed 200 hour yoga teacher training and 300 hour trauma sensitive yoga training. I will write about all that and more later but want to take time to acknowledge two frightening events that happened in the North Country related to LGBTQ hate. One occurred in Lancaster New Hampshire in response to the Library holding a Drag Queen reading event for kids and the other at the Cobleigh Library in Lyndonville when Toussaint St. Negritude read his poems. There is a significant number of people in our communities who think that their religious beliefs qualify them to monitor what they consider moral lapses and save the rest of us from falling into these so called lapses. Penny Patch and David Martin organized an event to support PRIDE and inclusivity in Lydonville on July 29 and I hope someone in Lancaster sponsors a Drag Queen reading at their business. We cannot ignore the hateful rhetoric because it spewing seeds for imminent violence. I have some ideas for Yoga and Poetry that promotes inclusivity…..

Toby

He is built like his father Thunder with mother Ava’s coloring.

Toby
Toby