Shhhh, someone is sleeping. We were doing shitty household chores earlier, but then, somehow, Dan ended up taking a nap. Not entirely unusual, he HAS worked nights for decades now, day-sleeping is the norm around here. But when he’s NOT working and we had a few more things on the To Do List? Kind of different. But also, adorable. So, we need to keep the noise level down out here.
(Did I mention that Max is in there with him? Well, he is.)
My day began with an appointment. I went to see *A* and we discussed depression. (Show of hands, who is not even the teensiest bit shocked?!) We equated it to mosquitoes. Yes, that’s right, being depressed is like a swarming barrage of stinging insects. We can fight them off, put up netting, spray ourselves with citronella, and over-ingest vitamin B-complex, but they come back, seemingly out of no where and for no reason. Buzzing and humming and generally disrupting EVERY fucking aspect of our lives.
We were very entertained by this analogy, I told her that I’d be sharing it here. We began with her referring to this overwhelming feeling as being set-upon by gremlins. And I said that gremlins are merely the pesky bugs of the Magickal realm. We ran with it from there. Feel free to take this up and make it your own.
One of the reasons this was our topic, and why, perhaps, the deputy was attacked by a nap (old Garfield [the cartoon, not the president] reference, if you don’t get it, don’t worry, hardly anyone does), was because we had to pack away the holiday decorations/deconstruct the front living area. I don’t manage well with anything “tidy” related or having to do with the kids when none of them are here. Memories are not FOND to me, they are cripplingly sad.
However, we got through it. And now, with only one other chore left to be crossed-off the list (not counting dinner) I believe we’ve averted most of the potential terror. And in spite of the weather (31 degrees Fahrenheit with clouds so low they were really more like drifting fog banks throughout downtown and all across the valley floor), my bike ride felt very good. (No, my BIKE is not any better, just the pedaling part seemed improved. For the moment.)
My son gave me a set of Russian nesting dolls for Solstice. They are beyond beautiful. (Thank you again, J.D.) When we were putting things back together, this seemed to be where they wanted to live.
Moving now, from that form of an altar, to the one where our cards rest, it seems as though we’ve received another playful jab from the Universe. Messages about our messages, I love it.
“Pay Attention ~
Notice repetitious signs and your inner guidance, as this can yield valuable information.
Heaven is giving you important messages, and by drawing this card, you are asked to pay extra attention to them. Notice conversations you overhear, comments made to you by others, and inner feelings and thoughts. Look for common threads among the signs, as they are forms of guidance to help you manifest your Divine purpose and desires.
It is not your imagination that Heaven is sending you signs and Divine guidance. Anytime you hear or feel something three or more times, especially within a short time period, it’s information worthy of your attention. These signs also give you feedback about your current belief system, since your thoughts attract mirroring experiences. Use these signs to heal beliefs that dishonor you, and swim in the direction that your guidance points you.”
When I looked at this illustration, right before I got dressed to go out and face the elements, my immediate thought was, “she’s yesterday’s Page, but under water!”
Magical Mermaids and Dolphins Oracle Cards by Doreen Virtue
another Alaska (but that actually MAY have been a vehicle I saw before, it’s a small car parked near campus), and one more Montana (STILL not anyone I know).
8.852 downtown and back with no detours except for the library, which is literally on the way, with an average speed of 9.6MPH and time pedaling of 54 minutes, 55 seconds. Also, that Top Speed went up again, not because of me, but the downhill route I took this afternoon: 24.2 (it feels way faster too).
the more I use my mini-cupcake making machine, the more I love it.
Brownie batter in the shape of a tiny cupcake. Yeah, that worked. We added chopped cherries and filberts this time. And frosted them with cherry-almond icing. There are almost none left, we shared with the in-town kids, and I can’t stop eating them. (They’re very small, and go down very fast!)