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When Iris & the mountains collide

June 2, 2019

Lines written a few days ago / We arrive in the French Alps & I intuit a return to the Patreon idea for writing the OUTSIDER book by following these signs: I am surrounded by Iris (I’ve never seen so many varieties in one place both wild & cultivated), I follow a dream, & have a new & completely unexpected Patreon supporter – heartfelt thanks Anastacia Ackers for your generous support in these early days – it makes all the difference ?.

Waking after a series of gnarly & uncomfortable dreams that dissipate between fingers like clouds, I open eyes to the memory that the seed of this Patreon idea was first fashioned back in the Swiss Alps last autumn – this same mountain range. I didn’t know how to evolve the thought then so created the page & left it over winter. There are times nothing comes of this process – it is the hazard of scattering seeds. Still, I toss more than are needed to the wind & wait to see what germinates organically; this way only the truly authentic words flourish. I’ve learned to not become attached to ideas that don’t take root – I am of the wild, not a farmer. In this case one Patreon supporter ?Pauline Amphlett? kept this seed nourished overwinter so that it might germinate.

There is something about the mountains that expands ideas to almost unimaginable levels. Sometimes I find it exciting. Mostly I find it terrifying. I wrote about it in this section from the Psycholingualgeography poem. It is a dichotomy: the expansive idea Vs not wanting to be caught up in that masculine posturing of grand ideas: poeni amdano fo (worry about him) / we do not need giants.

These days I create in ways that feel organic & credible, that come from nature & the authentic self. Now I’m able to see this, I understand that no idea is too important or insignificant, they are all seeds to be scattered & it is not for me to decide which is worthy or not, the natural order of things will take care of that. I embody the heart of a tree, throwing seeds of potential out to the wild, gathering back only enough fruit to support this love-filled, abundant life.

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