I had a powerful experience while walking the dogs this evening. There’s a housing development being built near the marina a few blocks away, and for the first time, the gate was wide open. A wide paved path led into an area where 40 homes are being squished together in classic Bay Area style. Many homes in various stages of completion. A few sidewalks and gutters. LOTS of wood. When we got to the end of the pavement, I turned back and ventured into the dirt. Picking our way through, I started feeling the energy of possibility. We were walking around alone in a place where very soon there will be life everywhere. As I looked into the framed rooms and new garages I felt increasing excitement. Visions of kids playing, dogs barking, plants growing and love happening flooded my mind. It felt like the opposite of a graveyard. I love the peace and stillness of a graveyard – and it was quiet and still around me – but it was not like a graveyard. “A BirthYard”, I thought. What a wonderful thing! I was reminded of a time, 12 years ago, when my current home was under construction with many others. I used to walk through all the time with Mecca (my late pit bull) and dream that I might live here some day. It was the birth yard of my current life, and I didn’t even know it.
Oh, and Taco peed on a piece of wood, so we will always be a part of someone’s home…
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Nice and I like Ta o’s contribution