"Living public"
One of the Paper Napkin Poems published on The Sam and Sally Blog
Copyright 2008 , Mokihana Calizar
Urban life.
Parking lots paved paradise.
Still the palms sway in the afternoon breeze.
`Aole fruit. Cut to avoid killing a haole from land where snow drifts in the same global afternoon breeze.
Homeless—houseless nomads sleep legally in ALOHA STATE licensed vehicle.
Beware the witching hour.
BONG! 6:01 sleeping, you are citable by law.
Living public the maimed and injured catch the eye, draw heavy hands and big billed brother.
Peck. Peck.
Bang, bang.
Slam, Slam.
Cabang.
Security in the parking lots. Log times in. Log times out...
The moon is plumping, waxing into her fullness, Pete and I emerge from the 'Ole cycle just completed. Four days and nights of review, revisiting and preparing for more life on The Green Planet. Funny, the description of Earth as 'the green' one ought to be forever true. Yet, how long is forever? The four days of 'ole have, as they usually are, been full. The daily reality of life remains a mixed bag: the pounding and sanding of the construction next door continues; the formaldhyde soaked 'used to be wood' walls get wet with the rain and set things even more off-center. We have made adjustments to that reality by investing in a new AUSTIN JR. Plus air purifier. It's one that filters formaldhyde. Our friend "A" has invested in us, too. Thanks to her offer to have our backs when we need it, we got enough money to cover the expenses for that unexpected 'right to breathe'. After more than a week, the basement is clearer, though I still must spend limited time and go to the vardo and do NAET self-treatments to clear the energy of the depleting chemical. I'm 'wearing' a formaldyhyde "patch" for twenty-five hours to allow my body to make adjustments to something that I cannot avoid. (Link here to find out more about NAET. This is a healing tool that I use regularly, it is for me a way to affirm my belief that I can move energy through me. It is NOT A CURE in the medically limited definitions. NAET is a tool that one opens to if there is room, and uses it with practice and attending.) My carbon filtering mask dangles, like a pear shaped earring off my left ear. Back-up protection.
Life as a pair of old dears who sleep and recoup in VardoForTwo, while attached by that orange electrical extension cord, is a reality of The Green Planet's morphing reconstruction. Astrologically, the planet Pluto (that tiniest of planets or non-planets who mirrors the collective unconscious and primal fears) is parked in the constellation of Capricorn, and is squared off with Saturn (the planet of linear time/structure/limitations) in the sign/constellation of Libra. Back in 2009 Elsa P. from ElsaElsa.com posted this video to prepare us. Pete and I have been part of what TIME Magazine is calling the "new homeless." More about that in a moment. What's important here is to open to the language of the sky, Astrology, and Elsa P. has been a vital key and teacher for me as I learn to reconstruct my life from a tiny home. Setting the stage on this Green Planet ... the collective reality is: no one will go without being challenged at the bone!
