Monthly Archives: January 2012

Tuesday Trials and Trails.

            Before Dan was hired on with the sheriff’s department he had many jobs (not surprising since, at 30, he was the oldest rookie in that particular police academy corrections class).  Several of his occupations took him outside, and here (as you well know) “outside” means inclement weather.  I don’t recall when we all started calling waterproof garments Dry Daddy Raingear, but we did, me, him, and however-many children we had at the time.  That phrase simply became the (always used) name of anything like a suit of clothes which keeps you dry.  Whether you are the daddy or not.

            Wanna guess what arrived on our front porch today?  Yessiree, Dry Daddy Mommy Raingear.  At a bargain price and shipped all the way from New Jersey (!!!), we are pretty damn impressed with what showed up.

             When we first began this hunt we realized (immediately!) that we could not afford real bicycling choices.  They are WAY too expensive.  So we broadened the search (and by “we” obviously I mean “he”) to include all types of outdoor garments that would keep a person from getting wet.  What we landed on was a better priced set that was light in color, even though not reflective.  (Going budget-wise also eliminated all “extras” like pockets.)

            This is a brand we’d never heard of (duh, it’s been decades since the original days of Dry Daddy Raingear) but we quickly noticed that it was somewhat better than we had expected and they seemed like a decent company.  It feels very risky to me when I’m forced to order on-line and I can’t TOUCH everything.  But this worked out.  And we’re happy with the results.

             I took the jacket for a test run this afternoon.  We didn’t get rained on, but it felt as though we would, any minute now.  We made a timed trial up to the pool property.  There are several routes possible, and I drive two or three of them on a regular basis, so we needed to know which was the quickest, and how we could cut corners (literally) on foot instead of in a car. 

              The differences are minimal, one way is 1.69 miles, another (unexpectedly, since it’s way another direction to start off with) is 1.68 miles.  Yeah, minimal might even be an exaggeration.  We did it in under 40 minutes.  (The elevation differences are huge though.  HUGE!)  There was not a lot of time to gaze about and take pictures, but I grabbed a few quickly.

              Because they called out to me.  The flowering of all kinds of shit is JUST around the corner, that’s the message I got today.  As we went up one neighborhood hill after another, and then back down again, it was apparent that no matter how many more frosty mornings or nights we may get this Winter, the budding of Spring has begun.

               The remainder of our afternoon (and evening) centered around acquiring food.  My plateau continues to plague me, and I’m getting pissed off.  Planning an entire week of mostly raw meals is challenging, I don’t want my fresh things to rot!  But I also don’t want to have to go out and shop more every freaking day, or just drop into LAZY and eat crap that’s not going to be my best choices.  Bleh.  Eating and I still don’t get along.

            (No digestion report, because there is nothing to report on.)

             Tomorrow, before I head off to the pool, I’ll try to get a picture of my quickly-turning-SCARY-black bruised toe.  It’s gonna be one of those WAY colorful injuries that entertains us for weeks. 

            Our daily draw is from a pretty god-heavy leaning deck.  Prepare to substitute as necessary, but do pay attention, we can definitely all use this message right now.

“Healing  ~  St Padre Pio.

This is a powerful card, as it signifies the power of prayer.  Your requests regarding healing have been heard and answered.  The situation is surrounded by God’s rejuvenating love and is resolving itself in a miraculous way.  Your prayers are particularly powerful, so keep them up.  You may also want to enlist the devotion of others (such as a church prayer group) to amplify this process.

This is also a message about your healing abilities and a call from Heaven for you to use those talents to help others in a more powerful way.  If you elect to follow this calling, God will open the doors for your career.  St Padre Pio, who both heals and helps those who follow this path, will inspire and protect you as you make any necessary life changes.

St Padre Pio was a tireless worker, devoted to personally helping the thousands who visited his church and hospital in Italy.  In addition, his mystical experiences and healings are legendary.  Many people report having visions of St Padre Pio, miracle healings and protection from harm are associated with these visits.”

           I’d like to pause right now and make an announcement, because it is screaming in my head.  When a reader says “that must be for someone else” or they comment “this message is probably not for me” I cringe inside, make loud noises outside, and often mumble horrifically bad words while angrily stomping my feet.

               EVERY card is for EVERY person, and you read/find/see them at EXACTLY the right time for you.  Today’s makes the perfect example, even if you are NOT drawn to this particular saint and you are NOT going to run right out and become a professional healer (western medicine or alternative) does NOT mean that this isn’t appropriate for, or valid to, YOU.   (Yes, YOU!)

            The definitions are simply using basic foundational words that MOST folks can easily associate with.  Open up, reach past, and understand that on a higher level, in a more far-reaching all-encompassingly spiritual way, this message can be meaningful to ANYone.  We ALL need healing, and we ALL go out and help others, in a healing and beneficial way.  (No, we don’t all sew up head wounds or prescribe antibiotics, but we DO all contribute in positive and healing ways.)  

            Instead of stepping away from a message that maybe doesn’t spell out your name SPECIFICALLY, it is much more reasonable to figure that we are of use, we are lovingly aiding those we care about, and there is a universal energy connection happening here. 

             (End of lecture, beginning of homework assignment:  go back and re-read that card’s definition, exchanging words that are easier for you to accept [the Universe, the Other Side, Mother Nature, White Light, karma, Goddess, ancestors, Mermaids, animal totems, Faeries, Elementals, The Force, tree spirits, etc] and FEEL how this message could actually apply to you on a very personal level, and in a beneficial and healing manner.)

Today’s Deck:

Saints & Angels Oracle Cards by Doreen Virtue

LateNight Seattle UpDate:  from Hanny, because it was super cool!

"Really digging this detail at the bar I'm in."

 

Splashingly Special.

            You want to hear about the pool don’t you?  But first, prepare yourselves.  I have incurred a brand spanking new painful and stupid injury.  I bruised my left big toe on the cement deck as I was getting into the water.  No, I did not delay, nor even mention it (except to Dan, he needs to hear ALL of my complaints).  I soldiered on through the class.   (If it gets much blacker though, I’ll take a picture of it for you.)

             As it turns out, I WAS missed.  Mostly.  There was one, maybe two, who had asked about me because they were kinda glad I hadn’t come back.  Which later, Daniel and I laughed loudly about.  My pal, Jana* and her aid were there to hug me the second they heard my voice.  It was pretty damn awesome to feel so wanted.  (Even if some people didn’t want me, that was just damn funny.)

*I have no idea how far back it is in the archives (History Quilt Secretary Robin, any thoughts?) that I mention Jana and Patty.  Suffice it to say that she is an adult with some form of mental delay and minor physical disabilities, and I absolutely positively adore her.

              My camera flash did a weird thing to the blue color on this concrete, so I went without.  Not as clear a shot, but better than being distracted by the overly-not-true-to-life-pool-deck-paint-shade.  There’s our brought-from-home -weenies and the Mermaid Water!  (No, we don’t know anyone in this photo, I’ve included it here merely because I wanted to share the ambiance.  Although, I wish you could smell it too.  Even though the chlorine level is nearly nothing, there is that distinctive, and to me, uber clean aroma that I can’t get enough of.)

            One other good news item to report (sadly no, it is not to say that my digestion is any better, because it is not), and then we’ll get to our card (which I can’t wait for because it is super interesting and I am fascinated by the little icon or symbol or petroglyph or whatever it is that’s on this illustration, plus, it adds down to a Three, which is such a nice number, not as great as Five, but right up there on the list).  We had time for a few errands this afternoon (before we had to load up our towels and suits), one of them was the bank.

              I often go to my local branch and bug the guys who work there conduct my measly sad highly important business transactions. For some reason this particular branch is full of strapping young dudes who are inordinately helpful and seem to find me hugely entertaining (they probably have crazy old aunties or something).  There was a confusion on my last statement (yes, I still receive statements on PAPER via the MAIL). 

              Clarification from Head Dude was joyous though.  Not any service charges at all, but waived fees!  It was only thirty bucks, but hey, that’s a lot of money to me.  Going to the plus is WAY better than having it minused.  

             So, a delightfully pleasant day, on many levels.  (Other than the stomach situation, but hell, it’s been two weeks, what difference will another 24 hours make?  None, that’s how much.)

              As I said yesterday, returning to my class qualified as pretty significant in my life, so we went with the Special Occasion deck.  This one is the second to last in the category of Fire, highly appropriate for me due to the fact that the salty water is VERY warm and my face gets VERY red after an hour of sloshing around out there. 

“Lizard  ~  Daydreaming.

Deja vu occurs when we consciously ‘bump into’ vital details or aspects of daydreams had on earlier occasions.

When we daydream, we energetically leave the present in order to astrally ‘check out’ our potential future.  While physically doing something routine, we find our conscious mind wandering, leaving the physical confines of our body on an astral level and  exploring future aspects of our life.  When our conscious mind realises that we have been daydreaming, we snap back and instantly forget what we have just experienced and the body of the daydream is expelled from our mind forever.

Daydreams are Spirit’s way of allowing us to consciously explore our future while remaining bodily alert.

About a week or two after having your daydream, you will suddenly get the uncanny feeling that you have done this all before.  Even though the conscious mind disagrees, the subconscious mind remembers visiting this time and space.  It remembers that you placed yourself in this setting – astrally – weeks before, with the subliminal intention of remembering the fact on your bodily arrival.

The physical sensation is your wakeup call, meant to trigger a realisation that something in or around you offers a window of opportunity, that once acknowledged will initiate a great change of fortune in your life.

What you visualise in your daydreams, Spirit offers the map to find, and all that is left to do is follow the directions with intent and resolve.

If Lizard, a creature who spends her days basking in the sun and daydreaming her future into being, has visioned her way into your cards today, you are being advised to take serious note of what your dreams are trying to tell you.  Keep a journal.  Lizard wants you to look at your daydreams as viable messages from Spirit and veritable roadmaps to possibilities that would normally remain faceless for eternity.

Spirit gifted you with this life as a chance to make your mark on the world.  Don’t wast a single chance by choosing to ignore the unrealised but fertile potentials your dreams may be gathering and shaping for your future.”

            The dreaming stories of the Aboriginal peoples are some of my absolute favorites.  As you will hopefully recall, my own grandmother dreamed me before I got here.  That phenomenon says many things to me, as it did to her.  For one, it validated the knowledge and history of the ancients.  In another perspective, it validates what we know now about our life blueprints, those plans we all agree upon with our loved ones before we come here in our current embodiment.  This explanation of deja vu is not one I’m familiar with.  But it rings true within the framework of these customs.

            Basking is something nearly all cold-blooded creatures do.  More times than I can count family members of mine have found me stretched out someplace taking up space in a patch of sunshine.  Apparently I’ve been doing it nearly my whole life.  No doubt this is one of the reasons I relate so well to reptiles, both big and small.

             When I saw that Lizard was our messenger today, the day I returned to the salty water heated naturally by the sun, I was even more sure that our lives here ARE lessons, and that we ARE intended to share them, with a giving heart and an open mind, as much as we possibly can before we step off this physical path and head joyously Home.

Today’s Deck:

Animal Dreaming Oracle Cards by Scott Alexander King

 

Muddy.

            There was an old ad campaign (from the ’70s or ’80s?) which featured a person who had overindulged and was now regretting it.  I thought it was Alka-Seltzer, but Delia Daniel googled around and couldn’t find it.  He did find several other, borderline offensive, commercials that we both remembered. 

            (Although, we didn’t remember them as being quite so bad.  Additionally, we had to bicker and argue about WHICH one I was referring to.)

             Doesn’t matter, I’ve dropped my fizzy tablets into a glass of water and downed the lot in two big gulps.  I’ll start to feel better any second now.  On top of the already not-releasing issue I’ve been dealing with for far too many days (weeks?) this is just TOO MUCH.  As in, I ate too much.  Too much that is now sitting on top of everything else.  It’s her fault though, not mine.

               How cute is my mother, and how can we possibly be angry at her?!  We really can’t.  But I’m still tossing all of the blame in that direction.  She put together a ridiculous (and only barely complimentary/marginally related) group of food for dinner.  And I ate some of everything.  Not because I was hungry, just because it was there.  Nothing is against the “rules” of my eating regime, so there’s no guilt here.  There is, however, a not good tummy.

            (Any second now I’ll start to feel better.  I know I will!)

              She is holding up a bag of croutons that she made for me, special.  And please take note of the outfit.  It’s the jammy pants we gave her for Solstice, paired with a sweater she made (with ladybug buttons!) over a co-ordinating turtleneck.  You can’t see them, but her socks also match.  Is it really a surprise to anyone that I have NO taste?  On the plus side, when I get to be over 70 I’ll probably still be considered “cute” too.  Completely insane, but adorably so.

              See those cookies?  Yeah, had plenty of them too.  (Even brought a few of the bastards home with us!)  Seriously, all her fault.

               I should have known there could be repercussions.  Earlier I had an over-glove mishap.  My gift failed me.   Ripped and snapped.

               My OTHER new addition, happily enough, was not a failure.  I still got very wet (it’s raining again, did I mention that?) but I wore the second-hand (third? fourth?) pseudo-waterproof jacket (zipper still broken and safety-pinned across the bottom) that I discovered in a closet, keeping a great portion of my upper half (mostly) protected.  With this, and the fabulous rear fender in place, there was FAR less splashing up my back.  (The “real” raingear order says it will arrive by Tuesday.  Which makes it NOT in time for the ride probably, but I’ll still be glad when it shows up.)

             Appropriate, as always, our message today is as soggy as I was.

“Frog  ~  Losgann  (pronounced as Loss-can)  ~  Sensitivity, Medicine, Hidden Beauty, and Power.

The card shows a common frog crawling from a pool in which lies frogspawn, traditionally considered a powerful medicine.  To the right grows muilead - frogberry, now known as cranberry, and frog’s spindle or orchid.  To the left beneath the hanging willow leaves grow toadstool mushrooms, which were once called frogstools.

Losgann unites the elements of water and earth, bringing joy, delight, and healing in its singing and hopping, and leading you to a sacred spring from which you may be refreshed and renewed.  A cold-blooded creature living half on the land and half in the water, the frog possesses an extremely sensitive skin, considered magical by shamans.  A companion of the rain spirits, the frog can help you develop your sensitivity to others, to healing, and to sound through your skin and your whole body and aura.

Nothing is what it appears to be, and life is more fun than you at first supposed.  There is a hidden beauty and a hidden power in all of nature, and as you open yourself to this you will feel close to the Goddess and close to both the earth and the water.  Look for the beauty and the magic behind appearances.

Drawn Reversed, this card suggests that you are learning how to embrace difficult circumstances.  The frog that you must marry may well turn out to be a prince.  The circumstances you have chosen to accept – whilst apparently unappealing or difficult – may well bring you rich rewards in the end.  Remember that the frog brings medicine, and medicine brings healing.”

            This was right-side up when I flipped it, but as I was typing along it felt as though both directions wanted to be heard, so you get both.  

             Who knows what you’ll be getting tomorrow, or how much.  I probably won’t have a chance to check in here until we are back from the pool.  (Special Occasion deck feels as though it’s called for though.)

              I’m sure I’ll be completely better by then, in fact, any second now I’m going to be fine again.  Any second now….

Today’s Deck:

The Druid Animal Oracle  ~  Working With The Sacred Animals Of The Druid Tradition by Philip and Stephanie Carr-Gomm ~ Illustrated by Bill Worthington

LateNight Gratitude:  thank you all SO very much for keeping Empress, Graham, and Max in your thoughts, and for sending all those healing/moving/safe home vibes and energy and prayers.  (Make sure you see her Thank You in Friday’s comments.)  As soon as we know more we’ll share.  What she told me today was totally unrelated but amazingly great, she received the (newly conceived of and just initiated) Employee Of The Month Award!

 

Release, Gain, Know.

             First order of business is a celebratory greeting for my awesome friend (of nearly 25 years!), preschool teacher to all my babies, and cancer fighter extraordinaire.  Today is Karen’s birthday!  Woo hoo!!!  Not only has she outlived her expiration date but she’s getting ready to select and begin a new drug trial.  Be sure you go to her place (if you haven’t been lately) to see some new pictures (great big damn dog!), and get more of the details.  From me to you, Happy Happy, for another fabulous year!

            And now, back to our regularly scheduled programing.  We’ll start with my outdoor summation.  Still sunny here.  Below freezing at night and up to 50 in the day.  Not very January of it, but I’ve already screamed my head off about global warming so I’m moving past that.  (Pay attention to that last part, there’s a theme today.)  Took the bike out, with the new fender!  I have no clue whether it works or not, there wasn’t one full gutter or puddle to be seen (or splashed through).  It didn’t fall off though, so: Bonus!

              As I mentioned yesterday, I’ve expanded both the walking route and the biking one, added a few more streets and a hill or three.  What was happening was that I’d be out there, but not for as long.  Same ground covered, it just didn’t take as many minutes as it used to.  Now I’ve upped the circuit to a good solid five miles.  We’ll see how that holds up, I won’t be doing it all seven days any more, since…. I have some new news.  Ready?

             The pool called.  Yep.  They reached out to me.  Number Two Guy in charge left me a voice mail earlier in the week.  I meet with him on Thursday.  Apparently there have been requests.  Many.  In a variety of formats.  For me!!!

             The re-do and semi-corporate take-over (not really, but close enough) brought in medical money, and the facility re-opened in October.  Without me, and without my class on the schedule.  I was (begrudgingly) doing something else, figuring, as you well know, that that part of my life was behind me.  I moved on.  I let it go. 

             In December they re-worked the entire schedule and planned on closing for most of the month, coming back in the new year with an expanded selection of water offerings.  Mine returned, now two days a week instead of three, occupying the same time slot it had for the past three years.  I ignored this.  See above, re: moving on, letting go.

            Then the phone rang.  Dan and I talked about it before I called them back.  I wasn’t sure we could commit to this completely (our Monday Mr & Mrs Stupid trudges have been really fun).  The offer made to me was a good one, still no pay or money exchanged in either direction, but we’ve agreed on a deal that will work for us all.  Daniel and I will both be in that warm (solar-ly heated) salt water the day after tomorrow. 

               (With the afternoons getting longer now, some days we may take a spin around the block before we head up there, also we’ve decided that sometimes we’ll even leave the car at home and hoof it up the hill, noodles [water weenies!] under our arms, towels in backpacks, perfectly retaining the aura of the ridiculous.)

              More good news, I received a gift last night.  Can’t say where they came from.  Just know that I was very glad (and properly grateful) to get a new pair.

            The most useful waterproof gloves.  Ever!  (Seriously, I use them for so damn many things.  Like, wearing over my warming pair when it’s raining and I’m on the bike!)  Now I have TWO PAIR!

               Our daily draw is going to be different.  I photographed the back, and not the front.  Not out of shame or worry or any other societal bullshit, but because it is just a more gentle and subdued version.  The other side is grating and harsh, and bordering on tasteless.  I have no problem with nudity (look at how many mermaids we’ve seen, plus tons of other non-clothed selections), this one is just better viewed from here.

“Wisdom  ~

Let go of the need to control.

Trust in the wisdom of a Divine plan.”

             (See?  What is the point of that picture with this message?  Believe me, we are all better off with this side of it.)

               What is being said here is timely and supremely valuable.  Also, really freaking hard to do.  I know, I’ve tried and failed on more occasions than can even be counted.  On the other hand, I’ve recently tried and succeeded, and won big time by doing it this way.  (Pool!)

               The most difficult time to do this is when it is the most necessary.  Which just blows, but it’s true.  At our most desperate and needful, we grasp and whine and throw fits.  (Okay, perhaps that’s just me.)  At our most desperate and needful is EXACTLY when we have to let go and trust that the situation will be perfectly resolved.  Trust that  everything is aligned JUST right.  And all of it WILL fall in to place.

             What I’ve learned in all of those failures (which really were NOT failures at all, merely lessons I was clueless about at the time) was that the more I practised this, the more I released, and had faith in the ultimate (Divinely guided) outcome being fabulous, the easier the transition was.  And wow, how much more wonderful it was when I could finally see the win at the end, see the way it DID all work out so well.  (Pool!)

             Whatever shit we are facing right now is what the Universe wants us to let go of.  We need to be really calm and steady with our release and our faith.  Ease away from the control and the concern and the worry and the fear.  Let go.  It honestly will be much better than if we continue to hold on with that death grip.  Not only does it feel blissfully nice to stretch our fingers, but the great joy that fills us when that PERFECT resolution appears is just fucking Magickal.

Today’s Deck:

Self-Care Cards by Cheryl Richardson

EasyWeigh Report End Of Week Three:

could have been better, but we are stuck at a loss of a solid eleven and a half pounds.  That plateau is merciless.  I’ve relinquished the worry and panic over it so any minute now I’ll feel my pudgy self elf slimming right the hell down so I can fit into my swim suit by Moonday.  Now, if the supposed-to-be-digesting-and-releasing part of my body would co-operate in the “letting go” all would be well (and WAY less bloaty too).

 

Many, All Under One Moon.

             We are going to begin with our daily draw today, it has a very calming message, and that feels like it needs to happen first.  (Also, it’s just being loud in my head.)  I’ve been curious about several of these stones and crystals as they’ve appeared in our rotation, this one is no different. 

             Or rather, it IS slightly different, in that I was hugely interested in it the second I turned the card over.  Something about it just really appealed to me (as I said, it’s calling out) and I wanted to know more. 

               Ha, of course I wanted to know more, because the Universe is a very funny and oddly inter-related place.  Which is one of the (many) reasons I adore real live Magick so much.  As I googled around I found a very cool and very witchy website that told me WHY I was so drawn to Selenite.  Here is the place, feel free to poke around over there, I’ll be joining you just as soon as I get this post typed up.

“Selenite  ~  telepathy, soul connection, peace, tranquility.

It is possible for you to connect with others energetically on a soul level and infuse them with love and healing.  This is telepathic communication in its highest form. 

Through the formless light of love it is possible to both send and receive information provided the information is sought and sent with love.  Remember that on a soul level, time and space do not really exist because all is interconnected and ultimately one.

The peace and tranquility you seek can be found by connecting to that ultimate oneness.  Go within, for in doing so, you will realise that all is eternal; nothing is ever lost, and that all is eternally present.”

           (If you are not familiar with the term FGBVs, look far left to the last box over there  <—- in that section where I explain Lucy March/Betty Terminology, entitled “Betty-isms“.  This phenomenon the guidebook is describing is the exact way Fairy God Betty Vibes work [alternately and atheistically as Fairy Good Betty Vibes], a focused and channelled energy aimed at a particular person or situation, glowing with love and absolutely real.)

             The name of this crystal comes from one of Mother Moon’s goddess titles: Selena.  Not a huge stretch to figure out why I connected with it, even before I knew that.  Consciously, anyway.

            The deck’s designer talks mostly about the healing qualities of our eternal link, but there is also the aspect of that tranquil feeling we get when we know we are loved and secure; it gives us peace.  That is our message as well, acknowledge the perfectly peaceful calm that we can also feel, even though we know there is chaos to balance that, we are still able to draw on that serene energy, the soothing quiet which is available to us all.  I get a great deal of mine from simply being able to see the moon.  Where ever you are able to gather yours, this is our sign.  Make the effort, take a moment and feel that soul connection.

            While I was out stomping along for five very cold miles this afternoon, I received a lunar blessing.  Mother Moon is rising during the day right now, and she is most definitely up while the sun is still out.  When Dan was heading off to work last night we saw, through the trees across the street, just a glimmer of her waxing crescent.  Today it was high in the sky as I headed home around four.  I also noticed that it is staying lighter for way longer in the evenings.  Yay!

           I’m able to start turning my schedule around now, putting it back where it was when I first started all this wandering and biking.  My two tiny errands got done and THEN I went out into the neighborhood.  This absolutely means that Spring is SO on the way.  Another clue that the seasons are changing (ever so slowly) is how damn many folks were out there with me.

            This annoying woman was just in my freaking way.  I know, we are near a path, several parks, and it’s a densely populated area blah blah blah, but seriously, it was nearly big city crowded feeling!  Not only were there irritants (like her) but there were entertaining folks as well (thankgawd).

              Can you see this old woman?  She is ancient, 80 if she’s a day.  She scoots along on this over-sized tricycle looping back and forth along My Route.  Up and down all the same hills I’m on, but she goes faster on the ”down” sides than I do.  She was VERY hard to get a picture of!

            There was also a wreck.  Apparently it had just happened when I left here in the Wee Walnut.  I didn’t witness any lights or sirens as I drove away, so it seemed that they must have courteously exchanged info and moved on with their day.  Eventually.  This tow truck was very nearly done as I passed by, on foot hoof an hour or two later.   (It was some hours, I don’t have a clue, you know how I am with time.)

           The only other thing of note that I saw were two little boys.  In a window.  They had to be around three years old or so, and they were (actively) leaning against (as well as standing on) the back of a couch, which was pushed snuggly up to the glass, probably in a living room. 

            We had a similar arrangement, several different times and in several different houses, when the witchlings were young.  It never bothered me if they did this, hand prints (face prints, including open mouth kisses) on the glass were the least of my cleaning concerns (especially since I hardly ever cleaned, much like now).

             This pair was painfully adorable, and when they realized I could see them they started to wave.  It nearly killed me with the cute.  Even though I couldn’t hear them giggling and screaming, I know it happened after I waved back.  Some sounds you can actually SEE.

Today’s Deck:

Crystal Oracle Cards by Toni Carmine Salerno

LateNight Plea:  my beautiful and generous Empress is not in a good room-mate situation right now, she and Max and Honey Graham need to move.  She just sent me a text, the ending part said, ”…send peaceful moving angels our way.”  I think the selenite crystal is perfect for this, and I invite you to join me in focusing tons of that tranquility and loving energy in their direction.  Home should be a sanctuary, not a scary place you can’t feel restful, recharged, nor safe in.