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16 JULY 2011 : RELAXING : MARKET DAY

BELLINGEN MARKET DAY. I almost didn’t go due to cold and grey skies but off we went and the town was PACKED. Cars all over the place. I’m still not sure why quite so many people came out and about but they did. The featured band was the NINTH CHAPTER. We bump them a goodly bit. Izzy MCed the FLAME TREE FESTIVAL in Grafton when they were on and once we stumbled across the trumpet player at Coffs harbourside Markets. Then Izzy encountered one of them as his case manager during his brief period of unemployment.

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I was intending to go up the mountains to Armidale today. I changed my mind. I’m glad of that because there was a bad smash on the connecting road today and someone was killed. All the traffic was re-directed right back down the mountain.

I like Bellingen Markets. Today, I liked the clothing. It was a cold and gloomy day and people were rugged in all manner of garments and colours and footwear.

This time of the year led me to rockbottoming in my life 24 years back. The months of descent and despair. It still arouses those emotions in me. I descend like the Demeter Persephone combination – every year. I have done a lot of ‘ inner work’ to avoid it but every year, it happens again. I rather think that its meant to be that way for me. I once married not long after the end of July. That shows what can happen when a Descent becomes intimidating.

This year, I am. so far, less intimidated by it. Witness Mode, as they call it. Most of the time, I am in Witness Mode.

The Camera helps with that. The Camera takes me out and about and backwards in time. I gives me an implanted feeling. Today, I went to Hungry Head and Urunga, took some pictures and recalled a time 55 years back when an old hermit gave me a handkerchief. Folded. Lacey. Pretty. I wanted to live as he did. Someplace in a cave by the sea.

Those memories take me a little deeper each year and give me a belly middle point to take me into the next 6 months. There is a purpose to descending.  Not a lot of gold lies around on the surface.

WINTER SATURDAY

IN BELINGEN

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ON THE BENCH IN BELLO ON THE LAST DAY OF SUMMER.

029I am doubling up on the bench today. It is a very hot day and even young people were taking a break. As for me, my usual timidity kicked in and so I have my usual rear views of people who had been sitting on the bench. I was waiting in Bellingen outside the IGA for Kati B and the Baby.  It was on that Bench that a young man came up, lifted my hand to his lips, kissed it and called me Auntie.

032Today, a young fella was sitting there when I arrived. He had a guitar in a case, skateboard, suitcase on wheels and backpack. We chatted a while. He was hitching back up North to Brisbane to get rid of all his belongings and then to hitch around Australia. He had been in Brisbane during the Flood. He took my hand, shook it and said, “ My name is Jack.” Then off he went to Kombu to get some food for his hitching.  I love young people.

 

It was one quiet day in Bellingen. Very hot. Just Garbielle’s dog waiting while she shopped.