There were errands to be run this afternoon, by car.  I felt as though I was cheating.  Especially after I had a delightful Tweety exchange with Emily Finch in Portland.  (She of the six children and no auto, linked yesterday.)  But I remedied that, when I ended up having to go BACK for a product exchange (Max’s behind-the-head area is fatter than I thought).

            In the world of my Grand Dog today, his Nana can no longer be trusted.  At this exact minute he has a plastic Cone Of Discomfort around his neck, fastened to his ID collar/walking-harness with zip-ties.  He is NOT a happy camper.  Here is what happened when I put the FIRST attempt on him.

dog collars
Please help.
Anyone? Please?!

             It was too small.  So I took my bike out, as soon as Dan left for work, and got another one, larger.  He thinks I’m trying to kill him, instead of save his skin, literally.

             While I was out though, and this was obviously the reason for my two-wheel trip, I talked to many people.  One guy, in a parking lot, while I was adjusting my bag and checking texts.  He hollered out his mini-van window, “hey, you passed me the other day, you were haulin’ ass!”

             We proceeded to discuss being old, smoking, and bike paths here on this side of town.  I recommended Allen Carr’s book to him, and wished him luck.  Telling him that I hoped to see him passing ME soon!

             The other person I spoke with was a young man, in yet another parking lot, with exactly the same type of bike lock I have.  (We love them, by the way, far more than we probably should.)  It was a quick exchange, but it was just as meaningful as the other one.  Both made me smile.  Both also left me with a very uplifted feeling about so many things.  Really cool, just being out there, connecting.

             Our message today is from the Special Occasion deck, because as of this morning at 7:49, Summer is over and Fall has begun.  Happy Autumnal Equinox, to all of us.

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Cockatoo   ~  Illumination  ~  10

Some say that in the beginning there was perpetual darkness – a gentle Void, a blanket of nothingness that tenderly swathed the universal plains.

Within the fertile emptiness the Great Mother stirred, as if waking from eternal slumber.  As though trying to recall some distant memory she began to unfold, twisting and churning, dreaming her self into fruition.  She began to reach out into the darkness as a massive expanse of nurturing energy that seduced everything it encountered, willingly drawing all into her protective Womb.

Sulphur-crested Cockatoo’s dark sister, the Black Cockatoo, carries the Genetic Memory of this sacred time and, within her Dreaming, helps us to take control of our life by insisting that we grow at our own pace and learn what we need to know in our own time.

She encourages us to just sit in contemplation and wait for the mysteries of our life to unfold without consciously seeking answers.  At the appropriate time, when our mind is still and our heart is at ease, Black Cockatoo passes the torch of illumination to her sister, the Sulphur-crested Cockatoo.

To have Sulphur-crested Cockatoo appear in your cards is an indication that you are being primed for clarity to dawn in relation to one or more aspects of your life, and for stability to once again reign supreme.

Sulphur-crested Cockatoo offers a time of illumination when truths will be revealed, when energy will flow more easily, and obstacles will begin to dissipate.

As a guardian of the East Gate, and an emissary of the sun, the Sulphur-crested Cockatoo promises a time of mental clarity, clear vision, enhanced intuition, and stability.”

             The first thing that caught my eye with this one, was the number.  Tens designate a new cycle, leaving behind the old and welcoming in the new, that concept of spiraling up.  Which really goes well with what we talked about yesterday, we are being Rewarded for our hard work.  So nice to see.

             And “seeing” is what this one is  all about too.  The lighting of our way in the dark.  The Dark, with a capital ‘D’ -so we may continue on this path of enlightenment and continue with our lessons.  In my case, reaching out to folks in parking lots and here on-line.  I love that it was for the changing of the seasons too.

             One last view, so you all understand how truly pathetic it is here in The Burrow currently.

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I have given up all hope.”

             The employees I spoke with about my purchasing choice said that while he wears this we should raise his water bowl up, so he can reach it.  I think I’ll just trim the plastic down a bit, so it still does its job, but doesn’t restrict his basic needs.

              (He’ll have to continue wearing jackets or pants to bed though, I can NOT imagine us all trying to sleep with that huge piece of plastic up near our heads in the damn water bed.)

Today’s Deck:

Animal Dreaming Oracle Cards by Scott Allen King

LateNight Interwebz Update:

Hanny and Adam created, and run, this blog; it has recently gotten some BIG TIME recognition.  Since I’ve never seen the show they are talking about, it obviously is not aimed at me, but there does seem to be plenty of other folks who find it hilarious.  Including Jessica Walter!

9 thoughts on “Shared Brightening.

  1. I love those chance encounters! That is quite the cone for Maximum GD, too. Yikes!

    In the physical realm we hiked 4.2 miles today and went to Blue Pool up the McKenzie. My photos suck, but Mrs. Denial took some good ones. Hopefully I can share one or two.

    And happy equinox.

    Happy Happy to you as well!
    Now, pictures PLEASE !!!

    11:16 p.m.

    (Great hike, you too,
    and yes ….. Blue Pool, sounds PERFECT.)

  2. Oh, poor tortured Max! 😦 More FGBV’s

    Yay for connections with random people out & about!

    Wow, for a bird that annoys the crap out of me, Cockatoo brings an incredible & beautiful message! (And, to be fair, I’m sure the annoyance factor is because I’ve only ever seen them as pets, in the wild would be a whole ‘nother thing!)

    Oh yeah, completely different in the wild. We watched an amazing documentary one time that had these guys, plus a bunch of others, all shown in their natural habitats. There they all were, just out there bein’ WILD ANIMALS!

    Can you imagine living somewhere that THESE are just the common annoyance around the yard?! Also, it breaks my heart when they are kept as pets or smuggled out of their native lands.

    10:19 p.m.

  3. ““hey, you passed me the other day, you were haulin’ ass!”” — You’re awesome Jules.

    Ohhh the cone of shame. Poor puppydoodle. Happened to one of my mum’s dogs recently.

    Thanks. It felt pretty cool to know that he’d seen me zooming along. And now spotted me just unlocking my bike. 😛

    (Although, I’m kinda hard to miss, fast or slow, I’m awfully distinctive.)

    10:24 p.m.

  4. Poor Maxie.
    When Funny Face had to wear one for a time, she caught a fly in it. Traped that thing, damn cone got in the way of killing it, but she caught it. That gal was always a hunter.

    I am liking this:
    for stability to once again reign supreme.
    I thought: I need satbility-I am not stable right now.
    Sulphur-crested Cockatoo offers a time of illumination when truths will be revealed, when energy will flow more easily, and obstacles will begin to dissipate
    I need this: I have been a muddle brain. But things are getting better. I find I am happy more than sad. Then I’m sad that I am happy. It is past time to pick up the pieces and move on.

    I’ve never been happy to see fall arive, as it means snow will be here soon. But I am soooo happy to put this summer behind me.

    I am working SO damn hard on re-framing my attitude about Autumn. We can do the lesson together, over here in the corner, with snacks. 😉

    10:29 p.m.

  5. Happy to enter a new phase. All the stuff that is to happen needs to happen. I am ready, more than ready!

    And happy for the Equinox. Temperatures heading downward here means that we can go back outside and go walking and stuff without passing out from the heat! Up north, where my heart has been walking lately, it means cold temps (in the 60s) going toward colder temps and that potential for snow and ice. My heart is so damned fickle and annoying sometimes. 🙂

    The sooner you can get in that pool the better. If I had one that close, my hair would NEVER dry out.

    10:31 p.m.

  6. Awww, poor Max. I remember how my girl hated the cone of shame. But I did enjoy Max’s pants from yesterday’s post. : )
    I’m just coming out of a very mixed-up-and-a-lot-to-think-about-and-plan week. My mother is going to have surgery and I need to go and see her. Australia is a long trip and nothing I take lightly. Plus there are two books in various stages of production, a lot going on here that I’m committed too, so yeah. But finally after a talk with my sister, we have a plan I can work with. Yay!

    Oh no, big love to your mom. And Yipee for coming up with a plan that you can work with, thanks Sister!

    10:37 p.m.

  7. Awww. Poor Max! Tell the meds to hurry up and work!

    I could really use clarity and stability and more energy! On a side note I got to see a young rose-breasted Cockatoo at the pet store. And boy, was it a sweetie! (But cost $2100.00!!!!)

    The equinox always means winter is coming, which I can always do without. Tonight we get our first frost, so I’ll be out there with sheets to cover the posies.

    After you get the flowers covered, come sit with me and Judie, while we pound our brains in to shape with acceptance. 😉

    10:40 p.m.

  8. Poor Max! When Blackie wore the cone, he would sit in the hallway, facing the hall wall. Poor thing was so depressed. The sun is coming out, ya. Waiting for Baby Girl to come for the afternoon. Hanna and Adam’s blog site is very funny.

    At first that cone was just too depressing to even lift off the ground, but once we trimmed it down, and he woke up so rapidly with a burst of running that he forgot it was even on, he started getting slightly more accustomed to it. Hopefully the skin will heal quickly and the itches will go away just as fast.
    And then . . . . freeeeeeedom!

    10:44 p.m.

  9. I hope Max gets well and out of the cone soon.
    You are just a bike riding ninja, huh? Cool.
    Stability – what’s that?
    Looked over the blog. Funny. Neat that Jessica Walter likes it.

    I knew when Hanny was a baby that she’d be famous, somehow. What I never dreamed of happening was that she’d end up with a partner who was just as brilliant and creative as she is, and they’d get this notoriety together, as well as separate. It’s so cool I can hardly stand it.

    10:56 p.m.

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