Yeah, Crossfire Canyon is not the canyon’s real name. I dubbed it that because of the controversy over the BLM’s September 2007 closing of its trail to off-road vehicles, an act that caused OHV enthusiasts to fire off letters to the editor and otherwise go on the defensive.

Coyote Way is one of the trails into Crossfire. In April, I gave it that name to remember the dead coyote that was dumped at the trailhead. You can read about that christening here:

http://wilderness.motleyvision.org/2009/field-notes-3/

Here’s a post where I write about finding the carcass:

http://wilderness.motleyvision.org/2009/degrees-of-coyoteness/

Can frogs do the Monkey? ;-)

Go for it.

Yes, or “meaning.”

As opposed to “medium,” an environment of transmission or wherein something is exchanged, conveyed, transformed?

Yes.

The great thing about being able to hide my own Easter eggs is that I got all the way to the juniper needles before I recognized the text.

Also when you line it out that way, it makes me want to monkey with it more.

Primate behavior.

In the past, you’ve asked about the efficacy of poetry over prose where engaging consciousness is concerned. Check this out:

Is there a way to teach
and understand
that it isn’t about conscience
or moral codes
or legal treatises,
but about being integrally,
inhaling the oxygen exhaled
by the juniper needles,
exhaling humidified carbon dioxide
that the scrub oaks will take up
to build acorns for the ravens
that will clean up the coyote
carcass on the fence
and with it build nests
and chicks
and caw their music into
the open spaces
above the canyons,
giving a vibratory shape
to the upwelling columns of air
that lift the red-tailed hawks
with bellies full of mice
whose proteins they’ll convert into
nitrogen-rich droppings that seep
down the cliff face
and fertilize the white columbines
growing from the seeps
at the limed seam
running through the sandstone into tiny
springs that channel
the monsoon drainage
to the hanging gardens
where the hummingbirds,
on their way from Mexico
and headed to the Canadian high country —
pause to sip, confuse the dragonflies,
and buzz on northward?

I haven’t broken the lines as you would, it can be done a dozen or more ways, I’m just showing something of what I see.

My answer to the question: apparently so. Though learning does not occur solely within the process of being taught.

The agitators don’t protect my feet from the threatening contact with earth so much as they help prevent the threatening full-body contact that would occur with a fall, especially given some of the places I find myself in.

I’m having to re-teach myself much.

I do often go into the garden bare-soled to the soil, and that feels satisfying, both to me and to the ground. Also, barefoot = less threat to the toads, especially after dark, when I’m most likely to be out watering my vegetable love.

Does awareness have content? Your notes seem to suggest it does. Sometimes I think it does, and sometimes I think it’s medium. And sometimes I think it’s medium and clear sight enables alignment with reality. Is that the same as awareness having content?

By “content” do you mean “substance in and of itself”? As opposed to “medium,” an environment of transmission or wherein something is exchanged, conveyed, transformed?

At this point, I think awareness equivalent to consciousness. I wanted to avoid using the words “conscious” or “consciousness” in proximity to “conscience,” supposing that the closeness of the two in letter and sound might weary readers.

To answer your questions, I don’t know. I’m not even sure yet if through clear sight we align our cognition with reality or if we somehow create it. That is to say, there’s something about seeing clearly that changes what’s seen, something about being more that changes what is.

Disparate thoughts:

Agitators protect your feet from the threatening contact with earth. How much more dangerous to offer the skin of your soles to her?

Does awareness have content? Your notes seem to suggest it does. Sometimes I think it does, and sometimes I think it’s medium. And sometimes I think it’s medium and clear sight enables alignment with reality. Is that the same as awareness having content? I’m not sure yet, but I’ve a ways in yet to go. I’m hoping for a clearer vantage point.

Is there a way to teach and understand that it isn’t about conscience or moral codes or legal treatises, but about being integrally, inhaling the oxygen exhaled by the juniper needles, exhaling humidified carbon dioxide that the scrub oaks will take up to build acorns for the ravens that will clean up the coyote carcass on the fence and with it build nests and chicks and caw their music into the open spaces above the canyons, giving a vibratory shape to the upwelling columns of air that lift the red-tailed hawks with bellies full of mice whose proteins they’ll convert into nitrogen-rich droppings that seep down the cliff face and fertilize the white columbines growing from the seeps at the limed seam running through the sandstone into tiny springs that channel the monsoon drainage to the hanging gardens where the hummingbirds, on their way from Mexico and headed to the Canadian high country — pause to sip, confuse the dragonflies, and buzz on northward?