In our comments yesterday, the ever intuitive and uber tuned-in, Betty Fokker asked if I was remembering to honor the creative AND the intellectual aspects of myself. Which was a great question, because I’ve had a confused, conflicted, and moderately busy head lately. I’ve been slightly buffeted by thoughts and worries and ideas that paddle around in my brain and don’t ever really go anywhere. Also, usually at this point on the calendar, I am ass-deep in Retail Mania.
The company I’ve worked for seasonally the past four or five winters elected to NOT open any kiosks in Oregon this year. So I’m NOT at the mall. It was kind of an odd empty feeling at first, to realize that I am One: unemployed, and then B- pretty much unemployABLE these days. On the other hand, I feel wonderfully free to pursue my card readings and quilting and assistance from here on the blog. See? Brain things.
Much of this was on my mind as I wandered today, along with some other ideas that are creeping in right now. (Seriously, I have GOT to finish that partially-pieced quilt that’s STILL hanging from those curtains, plus J.D.’s!) Although it was sometimes difficult to concentrate on my mindfulness because that gusty wind was still whipping around my Route. Ha, much better this time though, I was heading in the other direction. I had it at my back, shoving me along, instead of blasting directly into my damn face.
Look at the picture below, and tell me if you can see a trail there in the grass.
This is a corner lot (NOT on a busy street), and when we walked past it last time I saw, what appeared to be, a path through the lawn. Daniel backed up, and went forward, we both were gazing about like freaking tourists on the sidewalk. But now we are fairly certain that it’s a cut-through the area deer are using, making a rutted track into this person’s sod. They are traveling along on their own little routes, taking care of their daily deer business.
It’s funny if you think about it (and ecologically encouraging as well, although these folks probably don’t think so, during flower growing season I usually don’t either), no matter how we build and pave and pretend we are in control of our environment, the animals were here before us.
All that rain and near-gale-force winds brought down so many leaves around here. Now that I’m all OUTDOORS and shit every single day I’m noticing what a variety there is, all so close and I never even saw it.
This is a completely different type of massive leaf there by the mermaid water, and what really struck me today about them all is how, in some spots, they are simply bunched up, and layered on top of, and super mixed haphazardly together, totally co-mingling with each other. It’s delightful to see.
And then sometimes, if we’re really lucky, we get to see them nicely paired. Kinda like those rocks placed decoratively (or manically/obsessively perhaps) on selected leaves in Seattle. Only this time, it happened magically, naturally.
Our card today was reversed, and that’s all it wanted to be. It’s Swords, of the Air.
Five of Swords ~ Reversed.
When this card is right side up we need to watch out for dishonesty, either in what we say or write, in others’ speaking, or in just a not-too clear view of what we are seeing.
Fives, my beloved Pentacles, are all about the human-ness of us all. And this card really talks about that in the faulty human-ness we can exhibit. Whether it’s because we have potentially been cheated, or we PERCEIVE a less-than honest outcome, it’s just about being human.
We make mistakes, we take wrong turns, we mis-step, and we fall down. It happens to us all, and it will continue happening as long as we are embodied and on this planet. That is the lesson in being here for this journey.
When something feels “off” we need to heed that intuitive warning. When someone plays head games or messes with our loved ones we need to stand up and speak the truth. Whenever there is imperfection, there are opportunities for learning.
Like yesterday’s message of making our journey worthwhile, this one tells us to walk away from the negatives, turn our backs on those who are insincere or false-faced. We KNOW the value in true emotions and honest caring.
To be as genuine as possible, we must keep walking on the path of positive imperfections, as we continue to try, with all our heart and soul. Because this love-valued way counts for far more than “winning” by dishonest means.
Health Update: my not-cold is improving quite well, Dan’s is not. (This concerns me, it just pisses him off.) Robin will be very proud of me, in trudging news today, I was so NOT sporty nor quick that I was lapped by an old lady (shut up). Not the one with the walker, but a very brisk and snappy women who passed me with her accelerated pace. It took her over half a mile to do, but she did. Tendons continue to (gradually and slooooooowly) heal. Still some discomfort and burning sensations, but noticeably better.