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.
Probably more gauze than I needed, but I wanted to finish the slicing, safely.
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.)
The guilty parties.
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.
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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.
Yes, that’s how cold it is here right now.
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
Ally/Challenger
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.
Today’s Deck:
Wisdom Of The Hidden Realms Oracle Cards by Colette Baron-Reid
FLP Report:
this, observed just a few blocks from The Burrow
Colorful!
plus one Georgia (who was out washing his car).
Today’s Mileage:
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.
Yesterday’s Baking:
not entirely wonderful.
Half and half.
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.
Ugh, so sorry you injured yourself.
Sending healing prayers & thoughts.
Glad you got your walk in before the injury. Hiding flamingo is hilarious. And, wow, damn… it is cold here, but it’s (obviously) really frickin’ cold there (for the West Coast).
Wow, Mapmaker of Destiny is powerful… I feel like that has really described my last year (and, of course, my entire life leading up to the last year, but particularly the last year).
OMG, why didn’t I think to tell you about this before??? allrecipes.com !!! Has a search box, and when all your results come up you can click on “Rating” (right above the results) and it will sort them by how highly they’re rated by other members (1-5 stars), and how many reviews there are, because, obviously, a 5-star rating with 877 members having reviewed the recipe is much stronger than a 5-star rated recipe that only 4 members have reviewed! You can even do an ingredient search, where you just enter in a list of what you have on hand/want to use, and it will find recipes that call for those things. Awesome site.
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For some reason, whenever I googled around and I’d see an option for allrecipes.com I would invariably skip right on past that one. Wow, it appears as though I need to go TO it, not AWAY from it. Thank you!
J
10:49 p.m.
1-13-13
I understand about the knives. They yell at me here. “Mom, what are you doing with that knife?” And yet, I have never hurt anyone but myself. Hmff.
If the flamingo is hiding, are they having fun with it or does someone hate it? These are the things I wonder about.
Mapmaker of Destiny struck a cord here. -Very- interesting.
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That house sits on a corner lot, what you can’t see, because the street on the side where I was standing is at an odd angle, is that there’s a very skinny path, leading to their back gate, along that garage wall. So the flamingo is only “hiding” from THIS side, on the OTHER side, it is visible, next to that shrub, and probably an adorable greeter for anyone entering the yard in that direction.
J
10:56 p.m.
1-13-13
Forgot to add I’m leaving in about an hour to take Saver back to school, sniff. I’ll be staying the night in order to help her figure out some way to organize her stuff AND the damn LARP shit so she actually has a floor again. **shakes head**
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Good job, Mom.
J
10:57 p.m.
1-13-13
I am alarmed. I am not sure what it means. I hurt. I want to hide behind my brother’s wall. but I cant. I have always survived. this too I will survive. I hurt. sorry, should not blog steal, my bad. I will survive this thing. Thank You Julie…I thank you…again, repeatedly. Sorry.
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No need to apologize, EVER,
for your feelings or for sharing them here. We understand pain and alarm. It’s not stealing when you are experiencing a feeling and letting others (who care about you) know that this is the spot you are in.
Love and healing and comfort,
directly from me to you.
J
11:01 p.m.
1-13-13
I was told it was 29 degrees in Seattle yesterday. But clear. Yet I am still determined to move there, if only for awhile. Done with Texas for now. I finally figured that out.
A friend sent me a job notice for a job that seems ideal. It will also be very highly sought after, so I am now going to see if anyone I know knows anyone at that company, so I can get more of an in than simply applying with the hordes of other tech writers. Maybe this is one of those Fate things sure hope so: it’s supposed to be a fantastic company.
Glad you didn’t hurt yourself worse. Isn’t it great that you hurt yourself so much less often nowadays? Must be part of the transformation.
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It was that cold here too. And when it warms up, it gets darker and wetter. Then all of the water freezes.
Just sayin’.
J
11:03 p.m.
1-13-13
Those cookies LOOK yummy. I’m either gonna make cookies or brownies. Brownies are easier at the baking stage so probably I’ll go that route.
Sorry you’re injured. Glad you got your walk in. I got my day where I don’t have to go anywhere in.
Engaged and alert – those are my watchwords. Except of course when I’m not present – sometimes for reasons that are a mystery to me.
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Yay for stay-home days with brownies in their future!
I love that those are your watchwords, and oh hell yeah,
we all wander off from time to time.
J
11:06 p.m.
1-13-13
Oh Julie – I missed your haircut. So sorry, I’ve been taking a media fast of sorts, no TV, internet, etc. You look very pixie-ish. I remember my last haircut that short, about a 1000 years ago and the no time it takes to dry and go. Good for you donating your beautiful hair.
Have Dan kiss it better. Kisses makes everything better.
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Meh, no worries. We catch up when we catch up.
Thank you, my dad examined me from all angles tonight, turning his head from side to side like a dog. Then he stood up straight and pronounced, “Yep, I like it. You can keep it.”
His gap-toothed, mischievously wide grin just about does me in some days.
J
11:10 p.m.
1-13-13