This afternoon-into-evening was challenging. I struggled. It had a Sunday-ish feel about it. Oddly enough, this heaviness was not brought about by my over-sleeping episode, nor my rush to get out of the house earlier. (THAT actually went fairly well, tons better than usual.)
We shall persevere though, shoving on past anything negative (real or imagined) and faking the emotions that we want to be experiencing for real. (The guided meditation only helped briefly, but it DID help.)
Our day had to begin early because I wanted to see the quilt show. One of my pool friends (who had contributed two items) invited us, and ya know, A QUILT SHOW!
Every year this one* is held at our local historical museum. And every year we want to peek behind some of the less-than-beautiful selections to see the actual displays.
*There is another one, it’s an every-other-year event, held across the parking lot, in the BIG building, same grounds but different group.
Art quilts can be extremely subjective, in their likability. The same is true for quilted clothing. It’s a very delicate balance. And so personal.
This woman, who ever she is, got it right. The above piece is a crazy quilt-styled corset, with yards of extra fine hand-work. She also made a hat (and something that I wasn’t interested in), in the same color family. The workmanship and attention to detail, all the way around, was stunning.
It’s never fun to feel pressed for time, but we didn’t do too bad (also, remember that we’re basically self-entertaining). Of course, we all know that my deputy has the patience of a fucking saint.
By the time we’d seen it all, our time was up. They close at a most unreasonably early hour (4!), and this is a work day for Dan. After we got home, and he had left for Mayberry, I took a quick ride to the closest grocery store. In the wind. Really, I’m over this excessive blustery-ness now.
In our card altar room we have a brilliant and insightful message.
“Conditioning ~ XV ~ Major Arcana
This card recalls an old Zen story, about a lion who was brought up by sheep and who thought he was a sheep until an old lion captured him and took him to a pond, where he showed him his reflection. Many of us are like this lion – the image we have of ourselves comes not from our own direct experience but from the opinions of others.
A ‘personality’ imposed from the outside replaces the individuality that could have grown within. We become just another sheep in the herd, unable to move freely, and unconscious of our own true identity.
It’s time to take a look at your reflection in the pond, and make a move to break out of whatever you have been conditioned by others to believe about yourself. Dance, run, jog – whatever is needed to wake up the sleeping lion within.
Integration ~ XIV ~ Major Arcana
The image of integration is the unio mystica, the fusion of opposites. This is a time of communication between the previously experienced dualities of life. Rather than night opposing day, dark suppressing light, they work together to create a unified whole, turning endlessly one into the other, each containing in its deepest core the seed of the opposite.
The eagle and the swan are both beings of flight and majesty. The eagle is the embodiment of power and aloneness. The swan is the embodiment of space and purity, gently floating and diving upon and within the element of the emotions.
We are the union of eagle and swan; male and female, fire and water, life and death. The card of integration is the symbol of self-creation, new life, and mystical union; otherwise known as alchemy.”
These two tell us so much right now. Our need for Integration and individuality is the direction we must go. To be our very best selves, combining all that we have learned so far, is obviously going to lead us right where we are supposed to be.
Osho Zen Tarot
pedaling into a headwind, both directions, with full panniers on the way back, shows in my average speed of 9.3 MPH, but it was only 3.637 miles away, and I did it in 24 minutes 18 seconds.