This is going to be one of those posts that many of you love, the combo plate type. Not that I ever actually focus on one singular topic, but some days are more scattered than others. It’s gonna be like that.
As you all know by now, Daniel and I have been together for pretty close to 30 years. In that time we’ve obviously talked about a bunch of shit. Much of it repeatedly. When you spend this amount of time together you end up having inside jokes, and phrases that only make sense to the two of you (or in our case, the five of us, considering the witchling years). Because we are technically grown-ups, some of these conversations are very adult oriented. Also, we’re completely ridiculous, and no subject matter is too extreme for us to laugh at/about, or make fun of.
Since I first began tossing my entire life up here for all the world to see, or ya know, some people to read, and others to glance over, there have been situations I really wanted to share. But I couldn’t! It just about kills me when he says something so hysterically absurd and I answer back, just as freakishly inappropriate, and I KNOW I can’t tell you about it. I can’t put it on the blog, I can’t ever mention it to ANYone!
For one reason, there are things that people just DON’T need to know about us (yes, they are rare, few and far between, but there’s a couple of them), and for another, our children read this thing! Okay, sure they are technically adults too, but really…. there is just crap kids do NOT need to hear their parents discussing.
It’s bad enough that they were raised by two of the most irreverent and border-line tasteless people on the planet, an immature pair who ended up being their mother and father, (and they’ve already been exposed to more than they are comfortable with), but to add insult to injury, they really don’t need to have our blatant unsuitable-ness right here as well.
It turns out that JulieLand does, in fact, have a bit of a filter. (Who knew?!) Sadly, there have been remarks made recently that have caused me to say, “dammit Dan, I can’t write about THAT!” And they were really entertaining too. Don’t give up hope too quickly though, I’ll keep working on some of these, like the “share a flush” post, maybe there is some creative way to get around a few of them.
Empress did say something today that I CAN pass along. My obsessive compulsions apparently started a trend at the pool. Several women have purchased their own water noodles, and are bringing them to class. As I was heading out the door this evening, with mine in my hand, Emmy said, “is it BYOW now?” That made me laugh the entire way there. Yes, I have turned an old lady water movement course into a Bring Your Own Weenie group.
It is still raining here periodically, but it’s definitely spring, so that means it’s lilac season. Which also means I have to dress up like a thief and go stealing in the night. I commented about this recently over at Carol’s place, telling her friend Pam how I used to have a really gorgeous and huge lilac shrub on our north property line in the front yard. It is gone now, the neighbors on that side hacked it to death. Or maybe they just drove over it and then tried to bury the body before I noticed. Either way, I don’t have any lilacs of my own anymore. We bought a replacement bush a few years ago, but it is taking forever to mature enough to flower.
On the opposite side of our yard there is a row of some other lilacs behind the fence. They are big, and they grow so tall that parts of them come over onto our side. That’s where I do my raiding, with clippers in hand, and a step-stool under my hooves. I’ll go out there tonight, after the sun has gone down, and harvest some blooming sprigs. Then I’ll bring them into the Burrow and leave them around, and put some in jars. I love overly floral smells like lilacs. Maybe tomorrow I’ll take a picture of my Wall O’ Honeysuckles for you as well.
I have talked before about our Team, and how we are never alone. We all sit down with special someones before we get here and chart out our life. Well, about five or so years ago a new Guide introduced himself to me, and said that he was here for the second half. Huh. I was slightly surprised, but also thought it was pretty cool. When I turned over our card this afternoon it reminded me of this. And I remembered something that I was shown just recently.
There is a concept called “infusion” and we are all able to experience it. The idea is that we receive inspiration from Guides, angels, loved ones on the Other Side, and all manner of beings that are a part of our Team. I went for a “walk” with one of mine, and was informed that I am getting infused with new information and knowledge, to help the people I come in contact with. Awesome! Not sure exactly what all of this entails right now, but I was very excited about it. And then today, we got this message. Sometimes being the radio can be super fabulous. But, it would also be mostly meaningless if I had to do it alone.
“Spiritual Understanding ~
Archangel Raziel: I’m bringing you esoteric information and symbols, and helping you understand spiritual truths.
Your spiritual understanding is rising to another level, as you open up to new ways of looking at life. Keep an open mind, and let go of limited thinking and illusions. Pay attention to signs – information that comes to you three times or more. Notice geometric shapes and symbols in your physical and psychic vision. Know that your increased awareness may shift your relationships and career goals. I will guide you through these changes so your life mirrors your inner experiences.”
Doreen goes on to say this in the guidebook: As a wizard and alchemist of the archangel realm, Raziel helps us understand ideas that defy normal logic. He expands and challenges everyday thinking in ways that ultimately have healing effects. If you hunger for deep spiritual understanding, ask Raziel to enter your dreams. You will soul-travel with him to classrooms where he will help you uncover Universal truths and secrets. Upon awakening, you may not fully recall or understand all of Raziel’s teachings, yet this knowledge is permanently imbedded in to your subconscious, where it guides you throughout your day, and further, throughout your life.
Late night update: ohmydeargawd, those new Oreo’s are way too tasty. If you see them on sale (and you can eat nicely trashy cookies like this) pick some up. You won’t be sorry. Okay, well maybe you will be. But go ahead and blame me, I don’t care. They are worth it.