Me and Charlie and the autumn woods. What a sleep I had! What a beautiful room! What a beautiful scene outdoors, too. This river and the trees going red. No sun today and a lot of wind. I am sleeping beside my window again. Woke looking up to the top of the evergreens swaying quite madly in the morning sky. In the late afternoon, I weeded and weeded the vegetable garden overgrown to clean up the boxes for the winter and the birthday party we’re holding there next weekend for someone special, turning two. Under the weeds and weeds I pulled away from the dirt was this special one. I was sorry to see I’d disrupted his comfy home. But I’m sure there are plenty of weeds around for him to make a new cozy place for himself. Tonight, Play Lab, and the readings and discussions were powerful, as usual. Then, even though it was getting late, we had planned to gather for a family council led by my son. I was late. Interestingly, instead of meeting outdoors by a fire, it was cold and they had all decided to meet indoors––in our new bedroom! It was the perfect place! Well, I continue to be amazed by the magic of this process. I had gone downstairs into the kitchen before joining them and found that the dishwasher needed to be unloaded and the dishes in the sink and somebody’s empty boxes had been left opened and not recycled, and I felt a bit fatigued by the clutter and how many times I had already cleaned up the kitchen today. And everyone in the council seemed so cheerful and upbeat I wasn’t going to bring up my feelings. Then, when I did, I did it in the best way that I could; not complaining, just explaining. Then I was so surprised, because everyone responded with compassion and understanding. And then I felt so cheered up. We talked about other things too. But I felt very nourished––and heard.