It was a jammy day! Oh how lovely, I haven’t had one in ages. I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it. Also, I sort of over-slept, so this worked out well.
Not that nothing was accomplished. Or WILL be. I was actually quite productive (and have plans for more later on). I just didn’t need to get dressed to do any of it. A circumstance that I am extremely fond of.
I did some mending, and a bit of ironing, in the sewing room. I also created a new leash for Maxx, using an old fastener Dan had, with some hefty (and masculine-ish) fabric that I discovered in a box.
Several (ten?) years ago we found a local woman* who made special, custom crafted leads, in a variety of lengths and styles, at amazingly reasonable prices. We ordered one. Well, it quickly became a favorite, for several reasons, and for several pets. It’s begun to show a bit of age these days (I’ve repaired it LOTS). Plus, before the series-of-unfortunate-events involving our shitty cars, it went missing.
*Buy local, vote with your dollar!
So when the deputy brought a clasp in from the garage recently, I said, “hey!” Knowing that I most definitely had the skills to fold material and sew (relatively) straight lines. The end result was pretty much exactly what I wanted it to be. (As you can barely see in the above photo.)
The message in my head this afternoon when I woke up has to be
blamed on credited to Ally (our very own xenatuba) and her mantra of Walk In Beauty (which I have as a reminder right here on my desk). It was whispered to me so distinctly, not QUITE in her voice, but I was certainly thinking of her as I jotted it down later:
Be Beauty; walk it, talk it, live it, BE it.
What I love about this one is that it harkens back to that suggestion of Emerging into Grace, and how when we become conscious of our path, our demeanor, our very BE-ing, it is so much easier to do it in a state of Beauty. Which then, so effortlessly, aids us in living with Grace.
On our card altar tonight we have that messenger who we decided last time should have their key word upgraded to something much more positive-sounding.
“Lynx ~ 18 ~ 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 circle around you.
Lynx medicine is a very specific type of clairvoyance. If this medicine is strong in you, you will get mental pictures concerning other people and the exact things they have hidden, either from themselves or from others. 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 of a Lynx medicine person (in case you have forgotten where you hid the treasure) is to respect the practices of his or her tradition….. This operative is known as the law of Lynx people…..
If you have pulled the Lynx card, you can be sure that ‘secrets’ are afloat. If this is your personal medicine, you should listen to your higher self. Be still and pay attention to the revelations you receive either in the form of mental pictures or through a high singing voice in your inner ear. Perhaps you will receive information in the form of omens. You can be sure that Mother Earth is signalling to you in some manner.
If Lynx is at the door, listen. Brother or Sister Lynx can teach you of your personal power and of things you have forgotten about yourself. Lynx can lead you to lost treasures and connect you to forgotten brotherhoods or sisterhoods.
Some medicine people 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.
If Lynx has appeared in the reversed position, it is time to shut your big mouth. Something you are jabbering about has let the ‘cat’ out of the bag. Are you defiling a sacred trust, or have you broken a promise to a friend? If not, you may have pulled a good one on yourself by blabbing your latest idea to the friend of a competitor.
Watch your tongue . . . . . listen and truly be interested in someone else’s stories or ideas. On this level, Lynx is telling you to become worthy of trust. Then the secrets will be available to you.
You might look at choosing to have your brain in gear before your babble starts, or your foot may have to replace your tongue. This is the ‘know it all’ syndrome. Fine – if you want to talk, just sew up your ears. After all, talking leaves no room for hearing or learning. Lynx is a tough teacher, and if you have let the cat out of the bag, be ready for the consequences.
Become Lynx and wear the Mona Lisa smile. Only you will know what you are smiling about. The cat will not have your tongue – you will – as well as the power over it.”
This is clearly one that needs to be paid attention to, in either direction (or both). It was also slightly startling, because I just read THIS post yesterday.
My favorite part of the (overly long, which I edited down) definition is where we are encouraged to learn more about our own personal complex and Magickal power. Secret? No. Mysterious and enigmatic? More likely.
Medicine Cards – The Discovery Of Power Through The Ways Of Animals by Jamie Sams and David Carson, illustrated by Angela C. Werneke
is going to be either cookies (recipe from a friend arrived in my e-mail today) or something from Marian’s cake book. I’ll let you know and take pictures, I promise.