A Sizzling Round of Sunday Summations.

              You know how I love word origins and the history of where our language comes from, right?  Well, last night I came across something in a novel that was terrific!  This discovery caused extreme excitement partly because I  have a tendency to say certain phrases WRONG, generally on purpose, but occasionally my dyslexia jumps out and it’s accidental.  (That could also be a genetic feature of my heritage, my dad does this, and so did his father; we can’t help it.)

             If you go HERE you can see the full article I found after I began searching (just to make sure this really was what I thought it was).  But here’s an excerpt  to get you started:

“Its original sense appeared at the beginning of the seventeenth century, when people used it to suggest that something must be done no matter whether one is willing or unwilling, whether one wants to or not.  It’s a modified form of an older phrase that is variously expressed as will I, nill I or will ye, nill ye, or sometimes as nilling willing.”

            Now, the best part is that I don’t even SAY “willy nilly” properly, I constantly say Willie Nelson!  Oh how I adore a day with easy lessons.  But hey, my afternoon ended up going slightly sideways.  I have a new itchy rash.  And I’m annoyed by it.  Again though, it became a learning experience.

             Here’s what else I found out: under no circumstances (pain, irritation, discomfort, inflammation, hideous disfigurement, threat of death) am I able to cut ANYthing off of a living plant.  Emma charged us with the care of her dog, and several green things growing in pots.  One is a very large, and moderately healthy, aloe vera.  Would have been ideal for a skin condition.  Or not.

             ”Not” is the appropriate answer.  I couldn’t break off, snip, trim, or otherwise de-limb this living succulent.  ”NEVER” will be the other  reply, when asked if I am willing to amputate a healing spear.  I’ll just buy some gel.  It’s less painful for us both.

             One more item, then on to our daily draw.  Do you recall me talking about our former neighbor Jeff?  Well, he was the only one we liked, and he moved away.  The house he bought, on some rural property, a few miles outside of town, came with several outbuildings, a hot tub, and this guy.

Who wouldn’t want to live with this?!

             Earlier in our evening Dan was looking for something on his phone (a number maybe?) and he said, “here.  Look what Jeff sent me.”  I glanced over, and then LAUGHED LOUDLY, screaming, “send me that!  It must be shared on the blog!!!”   You’re welcome.

             On our card altar we have a VERY strong message, from the cards that always ring so true, in their look as well as their words.  (As opposed to You Know Who, and his oracles-with-creepy-eyes-but-awesome-messages.)

“The Lady of Lightning  ~  35  ~

surprises, sometimes shock, total paradigm shift

As an Ally, the Lady of Lightning brings powerful forces of change into your life.  She tells you to expect a sudden shift in your circumstances.   Perhaps a situation you weren’t anticipating arises and offers you the opportunity of a lifetime, or a series of ‘Aha!’ moments culminates in a pivotal flash of insight causing everything to change ‘just like that.’

Maybe someone enters your life and pushes you to new heights.  You may have a brilliant idea that hits you like lightning.

Be prepared; change is imminent, and a total paradigm shift may be upon you.  Don’t resist the changes, as this kind of lightning isn’t something you want to fight.  Great things happen when the Lady of Lightning appears.”

             This one came up very straightforward,  so I’m just going to stick with that much of the definition for now.  Even with my new Zen Balance, this is quite enough excitement for me to handle.  If we all keep a positive outlook, the news (and change!) can only be good.

Today’s Deck:

Wisdom Of The Hidden Realms Oracle Cards by Colette Baron-Reid

Last Month In Miles:

after looking at the totals, and struggling with some math, I came up with a round and approximate number.   For the month of January I pedaled over 157 miles.  In local terms, I could have crossed the border into Washington and keep going on to Longview, (or gone nearly to Medford in the other direction) if I’d done it all at once in a (relatively) straight line.