We went out this afternoon. To see my parents. And just now got back (leaving me less than two hours to get this post up and do my googling around for the night). Because we’ll be gone over the Father’s Day weekend (not that any of us really care) I’m doing a divide-and-conquer type of thing. Dan tossed some burgers (meat and non) on the grill tonight, while Em and Mom and I put together a super healthy fruit salad. (I also made deviled eggs.) When we get back from seeing our Hurricane, we’ll go out and do it again. Very festive for Dad* this way. Twice.
*He truly does not care if it’s a made-up holiday or not, he just needs someone to come over and give him a break from my mother’s incessant yammering.
My health and activity report is a good one. Taking a one day rest from the bike was perfect. Today’s ride went much smoother, no twinges at all and not uncomfortable in the least. There WAS a freaking ton of pollen fluffing around all over the damn place. Slightly annoying, but hardly bothersome.
The update on my hair is not so positive. I got TWO of the matted knots out last night, on the right side of my head, but the ones in the back and on the left are still there. (Showering didn’t really make much difference, probably because I sort of half-assed it when I swished the conditioner over my head quickly. If I could NEVER bathe again I’d be happy, what a useless activity that is.)
On our card altar we have a nicely validating message though (always welcome to see). I’ll give you both directions, as we’ve been doing lately. (Seems to be the most helpful way to go.)
“The Resting Tree ~ 22 ~ patience, stillness
The Resting Tree is a sign for you to stop focusing and planning and be at peace in the moment. This is the representative of nonaction and relaxation. Patience is the key to being with this Ally.
The Resting Tree asks you to slow down, sit back, and watch the roses bloom and the birds feed in the meadow. This isn’t the time to forge ahead in any way. You may not be taking enough breaks, so you are invited to be still and contemplate your good fortune, even if it means blessing the chaos in your life. This is a sign to allow everything to fall away except the stillness of the moment; it is like living within the space between breaths.
When the Resting Tree appears, it signals that you have done all you can for now and it’s time to unwind and allow your story to unfold of its own accord. You’ve earned the right to rest and relax. Amazing ideas will come if you do. Remember the ancient saying ‘we do without doing and everything gets done.’
Challenger
The Resting Tree appearing as a Challenger asks you to consider if you are so frenetic that all you can think about is how stressed you are. Running around and overdoing anything only makes you into a human ‘doing’ not a human ‘being.’ This is a sign to be careful or you may become physically ill, or at the very least, unable to enjoy life.
Be still. It’s time to meditate and take time out or you will make some mistakes that you may regret later. Don’t worry; all those things you are trying to manage will still be there when you’re ready to move forward again. Only then will you have a clearer head with which to think.”
The illustration here is lovely. I’m not a fan of this color palette, and I can’t imagine being able to sleep with that root-wad directly over MY head, but it’s still so well done. I especially like the candles at the bottom. And this phrase, “…. it is like living within the space between breaths.”
I tend to think of signs like this one as giving us permission (encouraging us even) to take those contemplative Quiet Three Minutes. Or to simply grab a nap when we’ve been up too late or arose too early. But also, on a larger scale, as a message of allowing ourselves to do just as the guidebook says, let shit fall away right now. Go about the business of being, not doing.
Our Daily Dog is a majestic view from earlier, taken on Granny and GrandSir’s front deck (porch), sent from Daniel’s phone.
Even on a visit,
we must always
stay alert.
Those orange things (Max is sitting on one of them) are outdoor rugs my mother crochets using hay bale twine. Not kidding, even a little bit.
Today’s Deck:
Wisdom Of The Hidden Realm Oracle Cards by Colette Baron-Reid
