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A Singularly Defining Definition.

             No pictures today, except for our daily draw.  I stayed inside and then I went to the pool.  My only radio-like offerings in this post are going to be the introspective kind.  So welcome, once again, to my smooth brain.

             This swimmy-exercisey class coming back is the same, but different.  We are a known quantity, a regular group of folks who constantly show up.  And yet, we have been away for months now, and things have changed.  It gives the feeling, for me, of an odd dichotomy of sameness with a tweak of time to it.

             One of my fellow splash-abouts made a point this evening of thanking me for coming back and saying that I was doing a wonderful job of leading, making it my own but keeping the basics in tact.  I was very touched by this.  Even though I was CALLED and was specifically ASKED to return and be the instructor, it still wasn’t quite as real as this one woman reaching out and telling me in just those words.

            These small gestures, that, as we’ve discussed here before, don’t seem like much to the giver, are often entirely massive to the receiver.  The action of it sends waves (pun accidental) of good out and past just those two beings.  I could feel it happen tonight.  (It has happened a few times recently when I’ve heard from friends who have simply said, in one form or another, ”hey, I’m here and I care.”)

            All of this brings us to our triple treat.  As I looked at this selection there was one single word that jumped out at me.  Read the parts of the guidebook I’ve included with this photo first though.

“Creativity  ~  III  ~  Major Arcana

Creativity is the quality you bring to the activity that you are doing.  It is an attitude, an inner approach… the experience of creativity is an entry into the mysterious… the key is to abandon oneself to the energy that fuels the birth of all things.  This energy has no form or structure, yet all the form and structures come out of it.  It makes no difference what particular form your creativity takes… the important thing is to be open to what wants to be expressed through you.  Remember that we don’t possess our creations; they do not belong to us.  True creativity arises from a union with the divine, with the mystical and the unknowable.  Then it is both a joy for the creator and a blessing to others.

The Burden  ~  Six of Clouds  ~  The Mind

When we carry a load of shoulds and shouldn’ts imposed on us by others we become like this ragged, struggling figure trying to make his way uphill… If life these days feels like just a struggle from the cradle to the grave, it could be time to shrug your shoulders and see what it feels like to walk without these characters on your back.  You have mountains to conquer, your own dreams to fulfill, but you will never have the energy to pursue them until you release yourself from all the expectations you have gathered from others but now think are your own.  Chances are they exist only in your own mind, but that doesn’t mean they can’t weigh you down.  It is time to lighten up, and send them on their way.

Beyond Illusion  ~  XX  ~  Major Arcana

The butterfly in this card represents the outer, that which is constantly moving and that which is not real but an illusion.  Behind the butterfly is the face of consciousness, looking inward to that which is eternal.  The space between the two eyes has opened, revealing the lotus of spiritual unfoldment and the rising sun of awareness. 

 This card reminds us not to look outside for what is real, but to look within.  When we focus on externals, we too often get caught up in judgements… These judgements keep us trapped in our illusions, our sleepiness, our old habits and patterns.  Drop your opinionated mind, and move inside.  There, you can relax into your own deepest truth, where the difference between dreams and reality is already known.”

            Okay?  You ready for this?      Authenticity!   This entire message is about being the most genuine and authentic self we can be.  Shrugging off the burdens that are not ours to carry, allowing our creativity to flow and build and flourish, and finally, seeing all there is to see without the blinders of the physical (the materialistic) bullshit to mess with our loving and positive true selves.

             It’s an inspired and rich message.  One that we can all work with, no matter what our faith or beliefs or followings.  It’s also one that we can take along with us, out into every part of our lives and share everywhere we go, just as we are able to share that generosity of the heart, much like the gift I received earlier.  One small smile, one kind word, one genuine and authentic loving moment will, and CAN, make all the difference.  The trick is to do it honestly.

Today’s Deck:

Osho Zen Tarot

             Also, in case anyone was wondering, the added down number for this draw is a 2.  The perfect balance.

LATENIGHT Outrage Alert:  it is literally minutes to post time and yet I had to add this last thing.  Our Hurricane wrote an article about domestic violence and is getting trolled all over the damn place – go here - and speak your mind, and truth.

 

Blessings, by the flock-load.

           It was an erranding day.  We took the Wee Walnut and got some shit done, before Daniel has to head back to Mayberry tomorrow evening, ending our joined-at-the-hip hermit-ing together time.  Budgeting and money problems are not things I handle well, so I tend to complain.  On the upside, I’m far better behaved than I used to be.  (Seriously, I am.) 

            So when we (sadly and unexpectedly) hit a snag this time, I rolled with it.  Dan was bothered, and it was (briefly) uncomfortable for us both, but we got it figured out and moved past the unpleasantness as best we could.

            Silver linings are what I want to focus on.  If it means ignoring some of the financial woes we live with, well that’s simply how it has to be right now.  Let’s move along to blessings, shall we?  Here are the gorgeous greetings I have been getting over the past few days.

            One of our stops this afternoon was the post office, and while we were there I picked up a package of new Thank You notes.  If you recognize one these, you can expect some gratitude coming back to you via the mail.  Thanks, enormously, everyone who sent me something, who wished me well, or who even just thought nice things in my direction.  I appreciate it more than you could ever know.

             As I mentioned yesterday, one of my gifts was birthday crabs.  (These are one of my absolute favorite presents.)  In reality (and not Julie-isms), it was a container of shelled Dungeness crab meat.  From Karen and her outstandingly generous husband Michael.  The word “YUM!!!” (even with excessive punctuation) doesn’t begin to come close to how I feel about this tremendously wonderful food item.  I’ve been eating it in/on/with things since she brought it by.  Tonight, as my Beloved was turning the last portion into crab fried rice, I was walking through the upstairs, opening windows and getting a breeze moving.

            As I stood with one hand on a curtain and the other on the frame of our large living room window, I was a bit startled to see this.

            Uh…. my first born child was in the front yard, and he had positioned this guy to hold open our gate.  Wanna know why he needed somebird to hold open the gate for him?  Because he was busy.

                                                                Doing this.

            He told me that he’d been trying to think of what to get me, for the non-event that didn’t happen on Sunday.  Then, he spotted an ad for end-of-the-season summer yard ornaments.  So as soon as he got off work, he went down to the store, and bought up all of the flamingos they had left.  Then he staged them all over the yard.  For me.

           His plan was to get them all situated, take a phone photo, drive back to his place, and then send me the picture as a text message.  Oops, while that would have been quite surprising, this was better for his old mom.  I got to actually SEE my boy, and I also got to send him home with some food.  Win win, plus a yard full of plastic tropical birds.  (He says it was a Flamingo Bombing Incident.  I can totally see that.)

           Our card today couldn’t be more perfect.  I hope it brings you as much joy as it did for me.  And if you get Flamingo-ed in addition, well you are just about as blessed as I am then.

“Love  ~

Choose love.

Let your love become a powerful force for change.”

          Ha, ya know what?  I never did read the back of this until now!  Lol, I adore it when crap just falls in to place like this.

LateNight Health Update:  even with the overly long, and poorly calculated, death march yesterday, I am not nearly as ache-y nor sore as I expected to be.  Hooves still swollen, but not as bad as they could be/have been on other days.