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Seeing and Hearing our Heritage.

           Today, realizing it was a sort-of holiday, I entered the card altar room asking for guidance.  Should we call it Special?  Or not?  What I found out was that we needed to honor the day as we honor ancestors and loved ones who’ve gone before us.  Those who worked damn hard and tried to make a better life.  In my case, and many of yours, those folks were of Celtic descent.  So, we DO acknowledge and thank them. 

             One of the ways we’re going to do that today is with a selection made by the Universe (or the ancestors, or the angels, or the Team, or the WhoEver) from one of our retired decks.  (It’s not THAT special of a day, after all.)  Before we look at what our message is, let’s look at the word first.  This word can be confusing, so I went a-googling for a good link to share.  Wow, when I am directed someplace it’s for a blatantly OBVIOUS reason.

             This site needs to be scoped out, big time, when I’ve got a few spare hours I WILL be going back there.  For now, what I saw (that stunning illustration/graphic) when I first arrived, actually MATCHES what I was going to tell you, about the card and about what I “heard” last night. 

             Remember my stupid, and undiagnosable face rash I keep updating you on?  Well, it is nearly gone, but what remains are a few, super small spots of irritation.  The type no one notices except you.   Slightly reddened, moderately raised, not even big enough to have a name for.  You’ve all had them, since you all, I presume, have skin.

           The most significant of mine is dead-ass in the center of my forehead.  On/over my Third Eye.  Now, go back to that link and look at the picture you get when you first click there.  See it?  Yeah.  THOSE are the types of things the Universe screams into my head.  Welcome to, not JulieLand this time, but the INSIDE of Julie’s head.   (It’s scary in there isn’t ?)

             Last night, as I was brushing my teeth, and standing in front of the bathroom mirror (which I usually avoid), I could see that dumb irritation area.  Of course I’m me, so I did what I always do, asked why.  Wanna know what They said?  “It’s over your Third Eye, what do YOU think?!”   Spoken in a very sarcastic tone, I might add.

             Here’s the card we are meant to focus on; here’s the sign we received when asked what we were supposed to look for today.

“Clairvoyance  ~

Archangel Raziel:

‘I am helping your spiritual sight to awaken fully so you can clearly see Heavenly love.’

‘Your clairvoyance may come in different forms: as fleeting mental images in your mind’s eye; as dreams; as recurring sights in the physical world; as auras and energy; or as apparition experiences.

All of the facets of clairvoyance are beautiful and varied.  Enjoy and trust them.  Hold the intention of seeing only love, and that is what you will see.’

Working further with Archangel Raziel:

Raziel’s aura holds all the colors of the rainbow, like a beautiful prism of light.  Working with clear quartz crystals magnifies clairvoyance and helps you feel closer to  Raziel.”

             That’s where we start then.  While holding a loving intent.  In our actual eyes, and in the eyes we see with when our visually-observing orbs have the lids dropped down, turning our vision inwards.  At the same time turning our mental vision outwards to the metaphysical realms and off into other dimensions. 

            If you did not get your nap yesterday, please take a few Quiet Moments today and ask for some of that Archangel insight.  It will help to keep you refreshed, and it will also help to show you WHY you’ve not been able to follow our messages and suggestions.

             (All the usual disclaimers apply, substitute any phrases or words that don’t work for you.  All words, that is, except Clairvoyance.  That one, you must keep.)

            We all know how well I don’t make segues, I’m choppy and jump from topic to topic, the physical to the spiritual to the mental.  Guess what I saw today, first thing out the house?  A Segway!

            When I arrived at the library I had to get a picture of the across-the-street construction progress.  That place is gonna be big.  And it feels way too close.

            I’m going to pre-write tomorrow’s post in a while, and then when I get up, before I go for the ride (hopefully NOT in the rain this time) I’ll add the daily draw to it and set up Auto Post.  We’ll be eating corned beef and cabbage and potatoes, and who knows what else, with my parents, and probably both in-town kids at the time I’d usually be sitting here typing. 

            I’ll show you the (three!) walking-in-our-neighborhood photos in that post, because I WAS out there today.  Trudging along, gazing about, and texting too.  All at the same time.  Not that I multi-task well though, you KNOW I had to slow down, or in some cases, stand completely still, to accomplish anything other than forward movement.  The good news?  No new injuries!

            If you celebrate this weekend, do so safely.  If you do what we do, and gather with family over a meal, be sure to send a nod in the direction of those who went before us, thanking them for paving this path that we are able to stumble along upon, learning our lessons as best as we can.

Today’s Deck:

Archangel Oracle Cards by Doreen Virtue

Foreign License Plate Report:  traditional old style Alaska, and one Michigan under the library.

Trifecta Health and Weight Report: stupid plateau.  Again.  Still.   (Sunday dinner is SO not gonna help.)

 LateNight Addition I Almost Forgot:  Hanna did a great piece about vegan-friendly drinking options, including this link (which I adored, even though it’s not entirely current, and I have NO clue who the person is).

 

On Being Obsessed, plus Secret Knowledge.

            I saw this new website tweeted yesterday by the Subversive Cross Stitch woman (also, ironically enough, named Julie), and have added it to our links (for easy access), but I haven’t had a chance to go back and read all the archives yet (you KNOW I can’t just jump in all out of order).  The name itself got me.  But I originally sort of confused their name with another places’s name.  (Who I have also added, but not yet read.)   The reason I mention this, and the reason for the title today, is because of my (obvious, but as yet, undocumented) OCD tendencies.

        No, Hanna Brooks, I have NOT been diagnosed, legally nor technically, by any doctor.  It is simply your father’s over 30 years of observations.  HE came up with the boarder-line Asperger’s idea, and HE noticed that I’m a wee bit addictive when I come across something I belive that I can not live without. 

        This just kept appearing in my day.  The first time was after my old lady splashy class when I chatted for a few pleasant moments with another pool patron (hi Karen, hope you found us) about becoming obsessed with, or addicted to, certain things in our lives.  And again when another blogger mentioned how she fretted and obsessed in her latest post.  When I saw the tweets, I knew it was going to be our topic du jour.  (An aspect of the Rule of Three in action here, in case you were wondering.)

      One either has addictive compulsions, or one does not.  I haven’t seen a whole lotta in-between with this category (feel free to prove me wrong in the comments section, I won’t be offended, it wasn’t like I conducted a scientific study or anything).  An example:  me vs Daniel, and tattoos.  I started getting them at the age of 15, and haven’t stopped since, I am planning my next one (all the damn time).  He waited until he found (created with Wulff) the exact one he wanted.  And he was done.  There.  That’s the one I like.  That’s the one I can live with.  All finished.

     My crafts are another example.  Many folks are crafty, and they have a few in their repertoire that they enjoy.  Not me, I find one I like and can’t let it go.  I am now obsessed with being subversive using thread and embroidery floss, and want to create millions of little nasty sounding samplers.  Right now I am working on an insert for my wallet (photos soon, not ready yet).  So when I saw those new places, with bad words and trashy remarks, I just knew I’d have to read every damn thing they had posted.  It’s like that with me, all or nothing.  In order.

       We saw only one foreign license plate today: Texas.  But yesterday we saw one that I had never come across before… (Are you ready?  It’s actually foreign!)  Jalisco!!!  As in, Mexico, a real live foreign land.  I was so happy.  Then we spotted one from Colorado.  Perfectly nice.  But nothing like Jalisco!!!

    Now we see what the cards have to say.  (Can’t write much today, must go read archives.  In order.)  Another animal, this time from the Medicine Cards Deck.             “Lynx  ~  Secrets

    It is said that if you want to find out a secret, ask Lynx medicine.  Unfortunately, it is difficult to get the silent Lynx to speak. To be confronted by the powerful medicine of Lynx signifies that you do not know something about yourself or others.

Lynx is the keeper of the secrets of lost magical systems and occult* knowledge.  Lynx has the ability to move through time and space, and to go into the Great Silence for unraveling any mystery.  Lynx is not the guardian of secrets, but the knower of secrets.  The problem lies in getting Lynx to instruct you.  He or she would rather be off chasing a bird or kicking sand in your face than running circles around you.

      This is a very specific type of clairvoyance.  When it is strong, you get mental pictures concerning other people and the exact things they have hidden, either from themselves or from others.  You will see their fears, their lies, and their self-deceptions.  You will also know where they have hidden the treasure, if there is any.  You never speak of these revelations, you simply know.

       The only way you can coax information about yourself out is to  respect the practices of tradition.    When this card comes up you can be  sure that ‘secrets’ are afloat.  Be still and pay attention to the revelations you receive, either in the form of mental pictures or through information in the form of signs, symbols, or omens.  You can also be assured that Mother Earth is signalling to you in some manner.

    When Lynx is at your door, listen.  Brother or Sister Lynx can teach you about your personal power and of things you have forgotten about yourself.  Lynx can lead you to lost treasures, and connect you to forgotten brother/sisterhoods.

      Some shamans believe that the Sphinx of ancient Egypt was not a lion but a lynx.  This Lynx does not say much.  With an enigmatic smile, the great cat watches over the sands of Forever.”

*A note from me.  This word: occult has gotten a lot of bad press.  It was mistranslated an extremely long time ago, and now people THINK they know what it means.  They generally do not.  The true definition is: that which is not yet known.  Not a damn thing more sinister than that.  And never was it originally believed to be associated with the fictional construct that folks think of as the devil.  (And just so you know, that particular being does not exist.)

From Voice to Vision.

   You all know me well enough by now to NOT be surprised by the idiosyncrasies of my wee self elf.  I adore paper, but I don’t like the thought of killing trees, so I don’t buy it much.  Instead, I write everything down on slips and scraps of things that are just left-overs, old envelopes, the back of hot sheets (stolen car listings, for those of you not in law enforcement), and any bit of anything close to hand.  Is it such a shock then when I can’t find any of the notes I have all over the damn place?  No, it shouldn’t be, it always is to me though.  My other issue is that I set crap down and walk away from it, having no clue where I was when I stopped holding it. 

   I made myself this incomplete list of things I wanted to talk about here, and even though I didn’t lose that list, I can’t figure out what the hell I was trying to say.  Not sure which is worse.

    Instead of the planned series of useless topics, here’s a bad picture of someone who has returned to our lives.  And me.  Empress took a TON of photos, not a one of them any good.  We were quite uncomfortbale, and I was talking the entire time.    Say hello to Graham.  Graham, say hello to everyone.

   Now, on with the business of the day.  We are back to our Archangels.  Keep in mind (or go back to the post about differing opinions about this topic, good luck finding that one in the History Quilt) that we judge not here in JulieLand.  “Clairvoyance.  Archangel Raziel:  I’m helping your spiritual sight to awaken fully so you can clearly see Heavenly love.

   Your clairvoyance may come in different forms, as fleeting mental images in your mind’s eye; as dreams; as recurring sights in the physical world; as auras and energy or as apparition experiences.  All of the facets of clairvoyance are beautiful and varied.  Enjoy and trust in them.  Hold the intention of seeing only love, and that is what you will see.”