Don’t be alarmed, but do be prepared. I have sustained a minor injury. I know, I KNOW! It’s been a while, so obviously it was time. (I was not at all shocked when it happened, just sayin’.) Not a big deal, we keep plenty of band-aids in the house. Just a reminder that I still must attend to the tiny details while over-seeing the bigger viewpoints of Life.
Dan was heading out the door, literally on his way to work. So there was clearly not enough supervision in our kitchen. Later I put a smaller-sized bandage on my thumb. And I no longer look like a cartoon. (Well, ya know, my hands don’t, anyway.)
Last night I realized that I was nearly out of croutons. (Becky replied sympathetically to my tweety anguish, as a good friend should.) I grabbed a bag of bread from the freezer so that today it would be thawed and I could cube the slices in preparation for many hour’s worth of drying out, then tomorrow Daniel could remedy my dilemma. For this evening though, me and serrated knives, not a winning combination.
(Hilarious aside, when he saw the entire situation, my Beloved asked, “did you flip over your board?” If you’ve ever watched Chopped, a cooking show we both enjoy, then you get the reference. He was implying that no matter how bad one is gushing blood, food safety and task completion are paramount. I burst out laughing, and my cut hurt much less as a result.)
On the plus side, I got a walk in BEFORE the accidental slashing occurred. One of the perks about having super short hair? Hat jamming is the easiest thing on the planet. I grabbed one of my many chapeaux, slapped that baby right onto my head, and off I marched.
Can you see the stealthy flamingo up there behind that shrub? I didn’t think these neighbors wanted me traipsing into their yard, so I tried to zoom the lens in a bit.
My wander took me up and above our street, and then as I was coming back down, on the always-shady-side, I noticed how lovely some of the gutter ice was. Professional photographs of water, frozen or steaming or gushing or waving or falling, are some of my all time favorites. My pictures are usually crap, but I like capturing the moment just the same.
Later I’ll list the numeric details of this particular outing, but for now, let’s just say that I was present and attentive. And cold, but dressed appropriately.
“The Mapmaker Of Destiny ~ 24 ~
authentic purpose, inspiration, free will
When the Mapmaker of Destiny appears, it’s a sign that you are being given an opportunity to transform Fate into Destiny. At birth, each human being is given a unique map with myriad paths that intersect with one another. Your Map of Destiny shows all the places you are meant to visit, places where you will be challenged to evolve into the highest aspects of the Self.
Remember that you are a spark of the Divine come to Earth to experience Itself in human form. As such, your path is unique. It’s also somewhat preordained, and Fate represents the events in your life that were meant to happen and that you can’t change. Fate is transformed into Destiny according to how you respond to your circumstances. Destiny offers you the ability to make great opportunities out of fated experience, so free will and choice are possible at certain points on your map.
Now is one of those times. You are faced with a relationship or circumstance brought to you by Fate. How you respond will lead you into your perfect Destiny. Your Ally may assume the form of a soul mate come to heal your heart and be your companion.
Perhaps your Challenger makes you face the things within you that must change in order for you to express your highest good. Maybe Fate brings you an Ally in the form of a wonderful new project . . . or a Challenger in the form of a failed business.
No matter what form they take, all are perfect expressions of Fate inviting you into your Destiny. Pay attention as your map unfolds now. And remember that Fate makes the map, but Destiny is determined by the manner in which you engage your journey.”
One of the daily affirmations I recite, among other phrases, is my adapted version of the Dove candy foil trio of “Engage, Embrace, Enjoy.” So when I saw the last line of this message, I got chills. My Transformation project, as well as the focus of my day, was VERY much about that exact type of participation in Life.
Wisdom Of The Hidden Realms Oracle Cards by Colette Baron-Reid
this, observed just a few blocks from The Burrow
plus one Georgia (who was out washing his car).
about 2 and a quarter miles, we figured. My average walking speed when I’m just meandering along, but not involved in too much sight-seeing is nearly 3MPH. My time outside was 49 minutes.
not entirely wonderful.
The biscuits were ideal, and I ate one right away (midnight dinner!), but the cookies didn’t turn out as I had hoped. My problem is of my own making. I keep going back to this ancient cook book we own. Right now I’ve gone a-googling and have printed off some better recipes. Not a total fail, so that’s perfectly okay.