An Unscheduled Recess.

Posted on February 18, 2012 | 17 Comments

            A few minor changes and some newsy biz for me right now, in JulieLand as well as in The Burrow, so this post is going to be the equivalent to when we got an extra break in school (or in our case here in The Rain Forest, we’d watch a movie instead of doing a made-up lesson or going outside to get soaking wet in the middle of the day).   Can’t hand out any details yet, but don’t worry, none of it is bad.  (Don’t get too excited, it’s not huge either.)  I’ll give you the daily draw (which is just made of fun) and the interesting sights, but then I have to rush off. 

            As far as the blog goes, you’ll see my new news, and the reason why I’m leaving you to your own devices, as a side-bar addition by late tonight or early tomorrow/Sunday (deargawd I hope you’ll be able to see it by then).   And in regards to Here On The Farm In The Hovel, I’ll share that very soon as well.

             Let’s get the damn show started!  Below is the first of two phone photos that I woke up to this afternoon.

             The beach boys!  Okay, not THOSE Beach Boys, but some of MY beach boys.  It’s the ever delightful Adam, Indi, and Hunter!  At the ever lovely Cannon Beach.  The Oregon Coast is gorgeous, right?  RIGHT?!  (Fine.  It always is to ME.)

             This one came with the message “don’t know if you can see it or not but that’s a PUFFIN ON A LOG!”  That line, or close to it, is an old family joke.  The original was PUFFINS ON A ROCK!!!  And it must be said in all caps with much punctuation.  That’s just how it is, don’t question me on these things.

             No, sadly I did not get to visit with my out-of-town kid.  Han & Co were down only as far as Portland this time.  Hanging out with her pal Melissa and on Friday joining J.D. for a science-y adventure, plus a meal or two.  (He rode the train up for the day.  We had tried to make it an Entire Family event, but couldn’t get all the cogs to fit.)

             My first, last, and only Foreign License Plate du jour, from when I ran out early on a worthless errand.  (No, they don’t have that bread, no there was not what I wanted in the other department, no the ATM was NOT working.  The hell with it.  Fuck you.  I’m going home.  To stomp around my neighborhood.  In the damn rain.  Cuz ya know, THAT will be SO much more fun.)

               See that sign?  It’s one of the first things I saw as I marched up Fox Hollow.  (That’s right, I can now trudge my stumpy-ass self elf UP that damn hill.)   Turns out, walks in “nature” are actually a pretty decent way to improve one’s crappy mood.  Who knew?  (Oh yeah, everyone but me.)

              Yet another one of those “volunteers” I love to find and photograph.  This is a really hearty guy too.  Wait, gal?  Yeah that’s the word we can’t hear too much this week.

             Just as I got back to the house and was walking into the kitchen, Dan was coming upstairs.  He stopped in the  hallway and looked outside, where I usually take that View shot from, and said, “here’s a picture for your blog today.”  This is in our own backyard, just past the handrail of the deck.  What a nice way to be greeted upon my safe arrival home.

“Otter  ~  Dobhran  (with an accent over the “o” and pronounced as Doran)  ~  Joy, Play, Helpfulness.

The card shows an otter looking for salmon.  A member of the weasel family, and a relative of the beaver, otter is equally at home in the water or on land.  It is able to stay underwater for up to four minutes, and for safety the entrance to its riverbank home lies below the water-line.  The otter uses its tapered, powerful tale as a rudder and as a tool when building, while its webbed feet make it a strong swimmer.  Living mainly on fish, it is noted for its playfulness and sense of fun.

Dobhran invites us to play, to ‘go with the flow’ of life and experience – to become a child again.  Allow yourself the freedom and pleasure of relaxing and letting go of all your daily concerns.  Dobhran could be prompting you to take a day or a weekend out of your usual routine – to do something purely for fun.  Your practical self may tell you you cannot afford the time, but deep down you know that you need to take care of yourself to be of real value to others.

Someone may even be coming in to your life who will show you how to play again – something you may have forgotten as you accepted the responsibilities of growing up.  Dobhran shows us that being playful can even lead us to catch the salmon – the fish prized by the Druids as the totem of wisdom.  Drawing this card also confirms in us the sense that we are truly protected.”

               And one last amazing image to share.  Sue sent me this. 

             Thank you so much Patchwork Betty, what a tremendously powerful gift.

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 Links And A Change:  you may have already noticed, but I’ve decided to comment inside of your comments, and see how we like it.  When I go back and say something to everyone (which I love to do, by the by, and find it very polite when other bloggers do as well) my name just clogs up the “who said something interesting last” Recent Comments runner.  So I’m going to try it this way for a bit.  One of the reasons is because good replies are often overlooked.  Yesterday Robin shared this with us (it is super cool!) and I didn’t want it (or any other wonderful remark) missed.

 

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Turn and Focus.

Posted on February 17, 2012 | 13 Comments

             Yesterday while Honey Graham and I poked around on the library’s website I realized that there were some books buried on our kitchen table, one was due.  Okay, technically PAST due (whatever, taken care of now, and so NOT what I’m talking about).  As I unearthed a few items from that catch-all, far-too-handy, partially-available flat surface, I also dug out our Exceptional Life volume.   Hmm, kind of neglected that wee project didn’t I?

            We shall remedy this oversight immediately, by sharing the following passage:

“… your thoughts directly influence your life.” 

            After that they go on to talk about how it’s simply pointless to waste time trying to figure out HOW this works, and much better if we just accept it and utilize it.  Apply the use of spiritual, rather than intellectual, tools.  This conscious action truly makes life kinder, easier, and so much more rewarding.

           The focus of these particular paragraphs say that when we understand the concept of living exceptionally, and we put the ideas into practice (by thinking good thoughts and making loving choices) then we are putting ourselves “in a state of flow with the Universe” -we purposefully make a stronger connection to all beings along with the planet itself. 

“Then they’ll get all the evidence they need.  Things they couldn’t even imagine will begin to occur.”

             That’s where I want all of us to be, with unimaginably fabulous things happening.  Now, to keep that positive momentum going, to keep us on that exceptional path, we will look at our daily message.  It’s another one that I photographed from the back.  It seriously is better from this angle, I promise.

“Intent  ~

Focus your energy.

There is amazing power in a strong intention.”

          Our Intent today will be towards a positive outcome, in everything we are all doing.  For the higher good of us all, as well as our loved ones.  We all have shit going on, and my own is just not getting better.  When I saw the bright yellow cover of that Exceptional Life book I was reminded of  how we can all FEEL better about what’s going on, even if we can’t MAKE any of it better.   Yet. 

             The more we focus that positive intent though, and as Louise and Cheryl say, think good thoughts and make loving choices, the quicker our issues will resolve themselves; all of the answers coming in with wonderfully creative and fabulously terrific resolutions.  Ones we can’t even begin to imagine.  (Which is probably better, at least for me.)

          Speaking of me. . . .  Wanna see how entertaining and terrifically ridiculous I look when I’m all geared up for a rainy bike ride?  “Puffy” doesn’t even come close.  Enjoy this, you won’t be getting it again.

             That would be Dan’s borrowed bike behind me, and his work ride there to the right (yes, this is our driveway, and in the background is the neighbor’s parking pad/deck/thingie, with decorative plants and landscaping bark below it). 

                My Beloved says that the covered-from-head-to-not-quite-ankle, (uber wrinkly) SillyPutty-beige-colored raingear (which stops alarmingly short of those Cheap Imitation Crocs) is really one of his favorite features.  But I think the surgical style gloves on top of the children’s knitted type are pretty freaking special too. 

            We got out, we rode, we pedaled along a more scenic route, and then we came home.  By that point in our day he needs to get ready to leave for his shift of Protect & Serve in Mayberry.  While he was downstairs I read the paper.  And saw this. 

               Ah ha!  There’s the winter we all know and love tolerate!  While we were out there in it we saw how badly the running path near our house is flooded, large lakes have appeared about twice in each one block stretch, and lots of gutters were running super high.  Perhaps it WAS better that we were on wheels this afternoon.

             When I sat down here to check in and write this post I found a lovely item in my e-mail.  I have shown it* before, when I was working on the needlepoint itself and figuring out the stitches.

            My friend Cherie and her husband Bob moved to Arizona recently.  They had it framed, and now, as we can all see, it’s hanging in the new house.  Thank you both, for letting us see how this turned out!

*Yeah, going back through the History Quilt irritates me, and it takes time I don’t have (plus I suck at it and can NEVER locate the post I want), so I went back through my picture files instead.   An old work-in-progress view was easier to find.

Today’s Deck:

Self-Care Cards by Cheryl Richardson

            I thought we could use an Exceptional bonus to close out, a bit of extra punch in the form of an affirmation from our book, under the heading of

 “When Facing Difficulties:

I release this incident with love; it is over and done.

I look with expectation to my next moment, which is fresh and new.

Only good experiences lie before me.

I am greeted with love wherever I go.

I love Life, and Life loves me.

All is well, and so am I.

All is well.  Everything is working out for my highest good.  Out of this situation only good will come.  I am safe.

I enjoy a peaceful resolution to this problem.  The uncomfortable situation is resolved quickly, and everyone feels content with the outcome.

I release all drama from my life and now get energy from peace.”

 

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That Way, and then my way.

Posted on February 16, 2012 | 34 Comments

            My day went completely differently than I thought it would.  And it began with two boys.  I had company on my porch, not too long after I got up.

             Wait, let me back up and do this chronologically.  Sleep was interrupted most of last night by the fact that occasionally my skin was on fire.  Okay fine!  “On fire” could be a slight exaggeration, “too warm for me to feel comfortable in” is perhaps more accurate.  Whatever, same thing.  These “power surges” are increasing to the point of extreme annoyance (in addition to all of the OTHER and ADDITIONAL shit in my life).  I’d really like to be done with them now.  I believe three years is plenty.  ‘kay, thanks Universe, get on that will ya?

           So, where was I?  Oh right, sweaty tangled sleeping.  And dreams of travel.  I woke up with the “knowledge” that Dan and I need to get passports.  Like now.  Why?  No clue.  I just know that we should be making those arrangements pronto.

             Oh yeah, and I had a killer sinus headache.  So that was fun too.  NOT.

             Moving on.  I flipped over our daily draw, glanced at the key words, and just kept going with my start-the-day events.  Then, two someones appeared at the front door.  These two, if you’d like the specifics.

             Honey Graham and Super Max!  (Right now they are upstairs napping, that shot above was the start of our walk, apparently it was tiring.)  Here’s a better view of the short one.

            If I could crop it properly I would, instead we get this.  You guys understand.  And no, we don’t usually make my poor grand-dog wear a crappy used leash around his neck, but this outing with not planned.  We had to make what we had on hand work for us.  Next time we’ll be better prepared.

             They came by so we could do a car swap, Empress will be arriving shortly to leave the emergency ride here and take her boys home with her.  I was being utilized as a resource this afternoon, for which I’m really quite grateful, unexpected as it all was.  Graham and I chatted on many topics, one of which was Allen Carr.

             We’ve ordered (from my favorite local independent bookseller) two titles:  The Easy Way to Stop Drinking and No More Diets.  One for him and one for me.  We are both looking forward to their arrival, and further conversations.  I’m also sending him off with homework.  (Seriously, everyone KNEW that was coming.)  And the promise that he’ll get in touch with plenty of AA folks, for this up-coming Emma-is-away time in our lives.

             Support is invaluable during periods of stress, especially so when some of that stress is caused by your primary support person going away.  I can only be available for limited hours, so he needs a few more numbers to call and text.  We still don’t know how much of this academy time Em will be able to come home for, and it’s bothering both me and him.  We’ll get through it, and she’ll learn her craft from the professionals so that her awesome grooming career can take off.  But for now, we need our preparedness plans in order.

               When we headed out the door I was slightly un-focused and my Mermaid Water got left behind (hey, we had Max!) so this picture doesn’t have our traditional size gauge in it.  These sprouts are reeeeeeeeeeealy small, you’ll just have to trust me.  But they were so beautiful I needed to share.

             On our card altar, an anomaly has occurred.  For the first time since we received this deck I have to disagree with the guidebook, and with Toni.  In my own circumstances anyway.  If this one fits you perfectly, well that’s good AND bad, but it goes against some of the things I feel are important to understand.  Now, I fully admit that I am NOT an expert on stones, so I’d usually say “go with the guy who makes his living with these.”  I would, and I have, but for this one, I can’t.  Not entirely.

“Pyrite  ~  emotional balance, psychological strength, relationships, protection.

You may be feeling emotionally unbalanced at present because you have allowed yourself to, at least partially, believe another’s critical judgement of you.  This malicious criticism was directed at you by someone who falsely believes that they will gain something by belittling you.

To regain your mental strength and emotional balance you must realise that this whole episode is simply emotional blackmail.  You are dearly loved and held in high esteem by many, so see this episode for what it really is and do not allow yourself to be so affected by what one person says – others know the truth.

Pyrite can help strengthen you both psychologically and emotionally.”

             Here’s my take on this, for me.  I am not currently in the situation he is describing (unless I am and I don’t know it), and I have pretty much not ever allowed what others thought or felt about me to sway my mind or bother me all that much.  I am who I am and I do what I do, the people who have issues with that are dealing with their own shit, not mine, so the problem is theirs.

            On the other  hand, I AM fairly unbalanced and emotional right now, but it’s because of some physical manifestations of crap that are beyond my control (most of which were listed here in the past couple of days).  The key words are good ones, and I like the connections they have with this stone, because historically speaking, it was one that really upset so many individuals over the past few hundreds of years.

               My personal take on Pyrite is that it’s here to help, to protect us from false thinking, and to connect us with our true selves.  Aiding us, providing assistance to see the spiritual value in all beings and objects, not just those that SOME people find important.  Relationships are worthy of our time and energy, being true to ourselves and our loved ones  is the most important aspect of what we do and what we need to follow through with.  

              The over all message is clearly that we need to stay focused on the real treasures in our lives.

Today’s Deck:

Crystal Oracle by Toni Carmine Salerno

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Chronically Hopeful.

Posted on February 15, 2012 | 18 Comments

             Some days we pull our card du jour and say “wow, that’s really good” or “huh, pretty damn close to just what I have going on right now“  and then there are the daily draws that make you go “holy crap!  What kind of freaky witchy voodoo have you got going on there in that messy strange house of yours?!”  Today is the last one.  And I did it to my own odd self elf.

             My afternoon was mostly uneventful, and yet emotional.  On Mondays our pool class has to share space (water, actually) with a group of children.  Not terrible but it can be difficult.  Today was better, lap swimmers can come in, and do their thing, over there.  We have some complainers (I’m one of them) about all of this damn sharing.

           On the one hand, it seems not quite right to have us oldsters splashing around and everyone trying to listen to me while a group of youngsters is also splashing around and trying to hear their instructor.  Both groups feeling crowded and not truly having enough room to stretch out comfortably. 

            Conversely, I live VERY near an open to ALL people, solar heated, saltwater therapeutic pool that has reasonably priced classes where, two days a week, I not only get to attend (for free), but in which I am the leader!

            The electric range fiasco.  That ugly piece of shit came with the house, it hasn’t ever functioned as it should, and MUST be going on 35 years old by now.  Mr Cheap Shithead who lived here before and did the last remodel is entirely to blame, he bought worthless crap BECAUSE he was a cheap shithead (I hate him to very core of my being, and his too while I’m at it)  So the stovetop is only half functioning, the oven has NEVER been right, and now the remaining burners only get warm when ever the fuck they feel like it, which has been barely at all lately. 

               On the other hand, we are fortunate enough to HAVE a house, with a kitchen, that contains many appliances and (almost) modern conveniences, one of which is a built-in stove/oven that works SOME of the time!

              Physical ailments.  My horrifically bruised toe may have healed quickly on the outside but that was all a cruel trick.  On the inside it’s become almost more pain and discomfort than is tolerable.   It throbs, it aches, and it sticks out.  The better to bash it around MORE! 

             On the plus side, I have TEN TOES!!!!  And I have feet too!  Both of which are not always in pain, often they are perfectly fine, albeit puffy and swollen on random occasions, they DO take me where I need to go.  Practically all the time.

             Dental bullshit that never ends.  I received a notice from the oral surgeon.  This is the man I’ve waited a million years to go see so I could get implants and have real live molars (solid, but fake, better than “real” real) for chewing food again.  Nothing is covered by insurance.    Nothing.   Let me type that again, so we all really get it clearly.  NOTHING!  NO.  THING.  Not one part of this nearly five thousand dollar repair in my mouth where that stupid bridge kept falling out. 

              (And that was only the FIRST estimate, there are three separate places in my mouth that need this work done.)

             Here’s where I’m having trouble being grateful, but I’m not giving up.  We have SOME dental insurance.  My entire growing-up years we had none (hence the lack of good “back” teeth to build upon now).  I am able to treat immediate pain and decay and basic crap with the minimum we DO have.  True, better than NO coverage.  But hell, I am SO disappointed about this implant situation.  Yeah, not gonna happen any time soon, or at all, is what I’m thinkin’ now.

           On to our message, our voice from the Universe, our papery wee oracle that rests upon an unfinished table covered in mismatched, hand-me-down fabric scraps.  The day was not bad (no one died!  So far), but there was an underlying sadness to it that I just couldn’t shake.  (Didn’t I JUST come out from under a similar mess?  Dammit!  I’m tired of being down.  Maybe I’m NOT out from under it.)  And then, we got this.

“Stay Optimistic  ~

Your dreams are coming true. 

Don’t quit right before the miracle occurs.

This is it – your time has come.  You are about to collect your rewards, and your prayers will be answered.  However, a bit more patience and guided action on your part is required. 

The extra wait and effort are definitely worth it.  You are just about there, and this card asks you to keep your faith about miracles and heavenly magic.

Use your imagination to visualize that your dreams have already come true.  Your heart will swell with gratitude and joy, and these emotions will speed up your desired manifestations.  Before long, you will be enjoying the tangible results.”

             So.  That was slightly unexpected.  But obviously WAY welcome.  As much as I felt utterly shitty and supremely bad earlier, now, I don’t.  As much, anyway.  And this is a perfect example of why I believe that we receive these messages at exactly the right times.  Again, we merely need to listen, and then honor them. 

               (The illustration here is pure garbage though, I can’t stand the image and have been avoiding looking at it.  The WAY it’s done is delightful.  The WHO however, is misery all over the damn place.  [No, not HOW, I really do mean WHO.]  It seems to be based on the original, tragic, and hopelessly miserable Hans Christian Andersen story.  Talk about sad and deadly depressing!  Disney did us all a great big favor on that one.  Personally, I’m pretending it looks like something completely different.  I suggest you do the same.)

              I’m going to acknowledge my gratitude by embracing and nurturing this small spark of positivity now.  I’ll go have a Quiet Moment, do some laundry, mend something on the sewing machine for one of my babies, get a good healthy snack, and just generally practice distraction, while I wait for my miraculous and hugely optimistic destiny to arrive.  I’ll start with some creative visualization, as Doreen suggests, and see where that takes me.  Open invitation here, do this at home where ever you are (three minutes, I know you have that, I know it), tossing out the “heavenly” part if that’s bothersome. 

               Good luck, to all of us.  Optimism I say, OPTIMISM!

Today’s Deck:

Magical Mermaids and Dolphins Oracle Cards by Doreen Virtue

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Tuesday Touring.

Posted on February 14, 2012 | 33 Comments

             It was a tumultuous adventure of a day for me and my Beloved.  Absolutely none of it involved anything red, or ruffled, or flowery, or even velvet  (and it only marginally had some chocolate in it).  This has been covered here before, and I really was not going to mention it (still am kinda not), except to describe our outings.   And disclaim the fact that there was no holiday for the two of us.

             We had this conversation in the car moments ago.  How very relieved we always are when we look around and see all the commercial shit we are not spending money on.  Money we used tonight to purchase groceries for the week and a small treat as our shared meal (we got sale deli sammiches).  Way early on the discovery was made that we had this in common (among many other important foundational concepts).  Today this mutual disdain (and yes, judge-y-ness) made for a (mostly*) relaxing and entertaining erranding run.

*What stress was out there was caused by the Stupid People, this time that was not us. WE were fabulous, THEY were horrible and constantly in our way.  But otherwise, predominately lovely out.

            The Foreign License Plate sightings were pretty decent: Ohio, Colorado, New Mexico, Vermont (wave wave, hi Kewl Kate) and Alaska.  A couple of those we spotted on our damp bike ride around the neighborhood (where he nearly ran me over because I STILL can’t shift and he STILL can).  One we saw when we had to deliver an emergency car to Empress.  (See?  Good thing we have so many, huh?!)

           Her next-door folks have a friend over.  This woman is incapable of parking properly.  As is Em and Graham’s SUPER freaking crazy room-mate.  My baby was blocked in and no one else was home.  We suggested she call the not-911-number and have those fucktards towed.  But, she’s nice (unlike her mother), so she wrote them firmly worded notes instead.  And we brought her something else to drive so she wouldn’t miss her appointment.

             Then we headed off in search of food.  Which is challenging right now, but also quite a bit of fun too.  (Again, we don’t need a made-up not-really-a-holiday to have a silly, and yes, loving, moment together.  A half an hour in the bulk aisle at our local market works perfectly well.) 

             She was right!  That delightful counter girl from The Kiva was absolutely correct when she told me that cauliflower comes in a variety of colors.  Gorgeous aren’t they?  No, we didn’t get any this time.  Just took their picture and moved along. 

             Yes I do realize this is so blurry that you probably can’t tell what it is.  I didn’t have a choice, it was this, or nothing.  That is a bra, in the center of the shot.  I had just returned the shopping buggy to the store’s foyer  (we’re thoughtful like that) when Dan said, as he swung by to pick me up, “I’d like your opinion on something” then he drove us around the parking lot again and stopped with our headlights pointing at this scene.  We can’t explain it, we just wanted to share.

            Recently I mentioned that I’d done a bit of bloggy housekeeping, and Megan asked about the Words To Live And Stitch By addition over there on the side (in replacement to that gawdawful Tag Balloon I’ve been wanting to get rid of for years).  I answered in the comments, but now others are curios too (Robin!) so I’m showing you were I found it.   Here.  I’ve poked around over there a few times and have, so far, liked everything I’ve seen. 

               Many times, over the life of this place, I’ve put up links or suggestions for sites and companies that I like and think maybe you will too, even though I don’t know the folks and don’t always remember to go back.  This is one of those occasions.  If you guys ever have specifically pagan or witchy types of questions, I encourage you to ask away, I’ll gladly answer anything.  I’m not as good about recommending other places to search though, simply because I forget that all of you don’t know the same things I do.

               On our card altar we’ve come back to my working deck, and it was funny when I flipped this one over.  “Working” is the key word in that sentence.  I had two readings last week, what I use is a (MUCH older) duplicate set of what you see in the picture below.  When I handled this draw today I realized how VERY worn out my other ones are looking and feeling.  Well loved, that’s the better description perhaps.

“Knight of Wands”

             Knights are always messengers, bringers of news and information.  They ride in and deliver the signs we need to see or hear or feel or touch.  Some are strong and reliable, others are sweet and wear their hearts on their sleeves, while a few are way zippy quick with a rapid way about them.  The Knight of Wands is inspiration incarnate.

            This message is like a hot burning flash of brilliance that will be most welcome and supremely significant.  It will also be quite deep and meaningful in the long run, even though the delivery itself is going to be a medium-to-fast spark of recognition.  Be alert for omens of heat and revelations concerning summer-like times.

            Wands are warm and cozy, bright and sunny.  Their  corresponding time of day is high noon so they often have to do with the heat of the day.  They are most comfortable with solar symbols and fire-y icons.  This Knight is the perfect example, he rides in with flames as his companions, hot orange as one of his primary colors, and gold as his designating metal.

             Another aspect of this card has to do with the rapid and searing movement that also represents the blazing sands of deserts and the warming knowledge of inspired ideas.  Using stones and other precious products given of our Mother Earth is a suggestion this character makes, as in my deck, these staves are all shown with shining crystals on the ends.  The clear thinking mind is aided by the loving heat of the Sun.

Today’s Deck:

Robin Wood Tarot

LateNight Cooking Question:  anyone have a spare electric range they’d be willing to part with for a tiny but negotiable sum of cash?  As I was down here typing away in La La Land  JulieLand, poor Daniel was upstairs trying to create something edible with an intermittently functioning stove.  As you well know, our oven has been shitty for the past 15 years, it appears now as though the burners are going too (only half of them worked anyway).

LateLateNight Cooking Update:  he managed very well with what little he had to work with.  I am now eating a kalamata olive, feta, and asparagus frittata.  The man is miraculous!  (But he still needs better actual working kitchen appliances.)

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