Tuesday Y’all

The spinach before thinned.

Was a cold one last night. Our little wood stove is just chugging along barely keeping even. Absolute clear sky out there.

I think we have a new Caminohead word in the making. Down South they have “y’all”, short for you all. And I remember President George W. Bush teaching us Yankees the plural of that or “all y’all”. But maybe there is room for “w’all” or we all written out the long way. Well then there would be “all w’all”, right? Look at me wordsmithing along.

(And a rest in peace for W’s Dad, our forty first president.)

Just a thought here while my brain thaws out. Hope all is well in my winter garden after that frosty night. It’s all experimental out there in that little micro environment. But yesterday I did thin one of my 24 foot rows of spinach and after cleaning we had those for a salad last night. Little spinach sprouts, our first harvest in December yet.

So healthy for me to be messing around in the soil out there. It is all a constant reminder of that abundance thing that we have been gnawing on lately. And that has been so heartwarming to me I might add. The Thanksgiving holiday is alive and well and living on for me, for us.

Our friend Jessika will be driving and it is back to the hospital tomorrow for treatment and will have a get together in the evening with Dr Zucker and the nurses. An hour to see Phil’s Camino and a short question and answer for them. Yup, long day but all good, alperfect actually.

Well, that’s all the news fit to print. Johnny B. Good loves, Felipé.x

Much More About Abundance

Raven Ranch corn last June.

Pilgrim Farmer John, our own Heartland Bureau Chief, came through bigtime with a comment on abundance Iowa style. I am pasteing it here in the blog for you. We are trying to demonstrate the phenomenon of abundance in our physical world. And once we have that we can say that there must be something similar going on with our minds and spirits although maybe harder to glimpse. We don’t have any formulas but there must be potential.

“Hola, Amigo Felipe!

I just love it when you “talk farming” 🙂 And corn is such a fertile topic (puns may abound in this reply). Using the generic term “corn” and expecting all corn to be the same is like saying “pilgrim” and trying to picture all of them (us) as homogeneous. It just ain’t so, McGee!
The obvious starting point point, of course, is that PFFelipe’s corn is “sweet” corn. PFJuan’s corn is “field” corn. PFF’s goal when planting his corn is to produce the sweetest ear of corn and in a population adequate to supply his needs for himself and neighbors to eat as well as some to sell on the market. PFJ’s goal is to produce the most “economic” quantity of bushels per acre. Note I didn’t say, “maximum” bushels per acre. You can pour a nearly endless quantity of inputs into an acre inching up that yield until you get to the point of “negative return”. I aim for the point where the last dollar’s worth of input just pays for itself, and that occurs well before the point of “maximum” yield. I think that’s where your “abundance” comes in. Maximum, to me, equals “greed”. Optimum means a balance between what we want to get and what that will “cost” our soil and resources.

If I’ve done a good job of matching up my hybrid selection to the field it’s planted in and chosen the optimum population to plant (around 30,000 seeds/acre for most, but with a wide range possible), each of my corn plant’s ears will have 16 rows of kernels. and around 800 kernels per ear. If I “overplant”, the individual plant responds by producing fewer rows-14, or even 12. “Underplant” and the response is more rows, maybe 18 or even 20. It’s all about balance. A legal bushel of shelled corn is 56 lbs, around 27,000 kernels, more or less depending on depth of kernel. Each of those kernels came from a single “silk” that was fertilized by one of the 5 MILLION or so “grains” of pollen produced by a single tassel. If that sounds like “overkill” keep in mind Michelle’s 1000 seed dandelion, or the 350,000 seeds on a fully grown red root pigweed plant! There’s a lot of competition out there. Abundance, again, in all things of Nature.

And the Spiritual Abundance of which you speak is even more awe inspiring. It’s a “field” where numbers are meaningless. It’s all around us daily in the people we love and the people that love us. You sow that love in your daily Blogs to us, and I can attest to the fact that you have an endless crop of “good” that is being harvested by all of us. We are beholden (a word not used much anymore, but apropos nonetheless) to you for that, Amigo!


And we go on down the trail. We have a winter morning walk in moments. Abundant loves, Felipé.


Thinking about it.

The opening of Advent today. Officially the Christmas season according to the Church. And our Padre was right there with a great homily, To Live the Usual Unusually Well. OK, we can do that.

Yea, there is a broken sky here with the sun coming and going. It’s chilly and we are going through firewood at a pretty good clip. Comes with the season. So we will hunker down as usual. Oh, there’s that word again.

Catherine and I did our weekly tailgate session after Mass. We were talking poetry and that attracted attention. Like people listening for stock market tips. Maybe that is a sign of changing times. Or maybe that is just usual for unusual Vashon Island.

Just have another minute to be with you. But I had an image just there of hanging Christmas lights around in my mind. Let me see if I can color my doings with the addition of that cheerful ambience. Mind ambience, decorating the mind.

Alperfect today loves, Felipé.

Abundance Somemore

Felipé sighted at Raven Ranch this morning.

I miss my corn buddy. I gave him to Dr Asher in LA. He will have a good home there. Maybe I will make another next year at harvest time.

My Rebecca and I did try and take a stab at figuring out how many kernels were in the corn buddy jar and came up with the number 800, give or take. If you need a number, there it is. Or we passed it around with the folks at the patient’s meeting and the weight of it was impressive. One way or another we need to be impressed with this abundance thing.

I wish Pilgrim Farmer John were here at the moment to talk to us about this phenomenon. Maybe he will contribute when he reads this. Farmer Michelle said that dandelions have a 1000 seeds. Farmer gallows humor there.

I challenged the patient’s group to pay attention and see whether they couldn’t discover abundance in other areas of their lives. Surely there are productive avenues in our minds that are waiting to be discovered that will yeild answers to some of our problems. Surely our spiritual roots are connected to riches galore ready for the taking.

That’s what is on my mind today. Thanksgiving really took a hold of me this year and won’t let go! And Advent starts tomorrow. What a season loves, Felipé.

Back Home

Felipe checking out the LA fashions.

Back here just in time to watch Washington Husky Football. Big game tonight. Playing Utah and the winner gets to go to the Rose Bowl, so pretty darn exciting.

I want to let you in on what I have been doing these last few days. Went down to LA to work with the staff at the Cedars Sinai Cancer Rehab Department. They have developed this wonderful program called GRACE to teach resiliency to cancer patients.

They have been using Phil’s Camino, the documentary as part of this class. So Annie and I showed up down there to do a showing for a reunion of the students and then a QandA. We were told that maybe eight would show up and really there were thirty five. It went really well.

We did a luncheon showing for hospital professionals and following a QAndA. That was supposed to have eighty and one hundred and forty crowded in for that. Another success.

I really don’t know what all this means for the future but we got a start on something. This is cutting edge in the world of cancer treatment, that’s important to say. We are in the process of putting together some amazing new stuff.

OK, back to football for now. See you tomorrow. Amazing new love, Felipé.x

Classic Felipé Having Classic Eggs Benedict

My corn friend and I off for a big day.

Well, actually I’m having two breakfasts. Portions in California aren’t the same as portions in Iowa, that’s all I’ve got to say. Everything going along smoothly so far. I have a bunch of meetings to hurtle yet today but am confident.

Had a terrific boast this AM when I opening the Comments and found the following in there from Diego a classic member of the Marauders. It never hurts to review the Pilgrim Beatitudes any time, any place.

“Wow! The abundance coming from two “seeds”! It’s what I am made to contemplate here with your daily posts. We never walk alone on The Way of Saint James. This apostle studied and learned from Our Lord. He brought this learning to others just as you are doing on your trip and in your writing.

Always in search of The Way, The Truth and The Life!

The Beatitudes of the Pilgrim
Blessed are you pilgrim…
1. If you discover that the Camino opens your eyes to what is not seen.
2. If what concerns you most is not to arrive, as to arrive with others.
3. When you contemplate the Camino and discover it is full of names and dawns.
4. Because you have discovered that the authentic Camino begins when it is contemplated.
5. If your backpack is emptying of things and your heart does not know where to hang up so many feelings and emotions.
6. If you discover that one step back to help another is more valuable than a hundred forward without seeing what is at your side.
7. When you don’t have words to give thanks for everything that surprises you at every twist and turn of the way.
8. If you search for the truth and make of the Camino a life and of your life a Way, in search of the One who is the Way, the Truth and the Life.
9. If on the Way you meet yourself and gift yourself with time, without rushing, as not to disregard the image of your heart.
10. If you discover that the Camino holds a lot of silence; and the silence of prayer; and the prayer of meeting with God who is waiting for you.

¡Dios te bendiga Felipe!

OK, and thank you for all the other lovely comments you Caminoheads. And off we go to the day. Saint James Again loves, Felipé.

Beverly Boulevard

My corn friend.

Just had a good safe flight in to LAX. Up in my hotel room taking a few moments to enjoy the quiet. Things are so noisy everywhere, my observation.

I have a bunch of meetings with doctors and patients tomorrow which is the reason for my trip. I hesitate to say too much beforehand. This is all about meeting folks and learning how things work in the cancer rehab area basically. I have things to contribute and they have things to contribute and we are trying to see how that will interface.

Well, I brought my jar full of corn with me to keep me company. It was something that I put together for Thanksgiving as a demonstration of abundance. Two seeds that I planted in May made this much corn is what it “says”. And am so glad that it made it through TSA at the airport security where it got a lot of attention.

More to come loves, Felipé.

To Invent

About Dyslexie.

I was introduced to a new font this morning by a friend on FaceBook. It is called Dyslexie. It was designed by Christian Boer for his graduate project in graphic design. He has dyslexia and he developed this font and layout to help himself and others. So cool!

I think that I have a mild case of this problem. It bothers me somewhat but fortunately isn’t overwhelming. This is also exciting to me as I have always been fascinated by calligraphy, alphabets and printing. I have always wanted to do this very thing, create a new alphabet. And when I read material in this font it feels so good! Maybe like galloping your horse over a big beautiful expanse, it seems so free and easy.

Of course there are other things on my to do list like to write a hymn and invent a knot. I am quickly running out of time on these but the intention remains there. A while back I expressed my knot inventing desire to a friend and fellow sailor. His thought back to me was in order to have a new knot you have to have a need for it. It could be a new knot for a new need or a new knot for an old need but either way the need is needed.

And the need gives the intention some direction, it isn’t just an aimless desire anymore. I connected that to the alphabet today. There was a need and this guy jumped on it. There seems to be an abundance of things that are needed these days. What else could we jump on that would be worthwhile and creatively fun to do? What a combination!

Off to LA tomorrow. Time now to iron a shirt and pay some bills. Thanks for stopping by.

Always good loves, Felipé.

Rain, Coffee, Woodsmoke

Off we go!

Here we are, Monday morning. Yesterday was the last Sunday in Ordinary Time on the Church calendar. Advent approaches! Or we approach Advent seems maybe more pilgrim like.

I sincerely hope that this holiday season goes well for us all. Thanksgiving seems to me went extremely well for people in general, don’t you think? After the tension of the elections it was something to grab on to and a place to rest at. I think that I could continue that sentiment for myself and at least for the immediate vicinity on through Christmas.

And in less than a month the solstice will be here and the good news of more light, more heat and the promise of easy living will be upon us. The longer I live in the Pacific Northwest the more important this shift seems to become.

Walking in a few moments here and then an archery lesson. Oh, Catherine just called to say she is coming to walk also. OK, the warmth of friendship to accompany the last few leaves falling, Buen Camino!

Good day loves, Felipe.