Open, and Opener.

             Full disclosure tonight, my friends.  From me to you, Julielanders, here’s what’s going on.  With no filter, and no holding back.  (Not like I ever do really, holding back is kind of a foreign concept to me.)

             One of the items I deal with is Release, as you all know.  Another is depression, which you also know.  Add in there, unprocessed grief, the disordered food thinking, my learning disabilities, and it’s fucking wonder I can leave the house some days.  (Ha, I don’t, and that’s even more of the truth.)

             Plus side?  I get to speak with dead people, and see past lives.  So, ya know, trade offs are obviously in play.  And the more I learn, spiritually as well as psychologically, the better equipped I am to help others.

             What I’m working on right now, and will continue along the next few days (with some fast travel for a wedding smack dab in the middle there) is a hunk of letting go.  Next Tuesday will mark 6 years that my sister has been gone.  The day before, I’m going to ride out to her memorial bench, in the very westerly part of town.

             She planned her service (Celebration of Life/funeral/what-ever-you-want-to-call-it) before she left.  It was not one I would have liked to attend, and as it turns out, I didn’t.  Just like I didn’t go to Karen’s.  Or my grandmother’s.  Or any other loved one, relation, friend, or associate.

             Do you see a pattern here?  Yeah, *A* and *K* did, too.  Now is the time for me to face this situation.  So I will.  But I have to sort of work my reluctant self elf up to it.  It’s in my head, and on my mind, and it just keeps needing to come out.  In next few days, I ask for your patience, as you remember that.

             For now, back to business.  This afternoon’s message popped out, super clear.  As well as super concise.

Compassion?  Yes!

Fear?  No!

             Next, add our daily draw, and we have quite an impactful and dynamic statement from the Universe.

angel oracle cards

“Angel of Space Clearing  ~

Time to clear old negative thoughts and feelings.

The Angel of Space Clearing has shown up in your reading today to help you clear the negative thought patterns and feelings which have surfaced recently as a result of your dwelling on past mistakes and regrets.  These unconstructive thoughts and feelings are the primary source of stress in your life at present.  Not only are they causing you to feel confused, they are also preventing positive new energies from entering your life.

Close your eyes and feel the loving presence of the beautiful angel who is here to help you clear and heal all these unwanted thoughts and emotions.  Imagine yourself being showered with light.  Imagine a beam of rainbow coloured light penetrating your heart while another beam of rainbow light penetrates your mind.

Feel your thoughts and perceptions begin to relax and your emotions becoming clear, calm, and balanced.  Now, give thanks……. for this wonderful healing.”

             When I first flipped this one over, I sat with her, and closed my eyes.  I inhaled the rainbow light and I relaxed into the healing.

             Please, I encourage everyone to do this for themselves; take half a minute, breath in – breath out.  It is uplifting, and it truly is a gift.  We’re all worthy of such blessings, if only we accept them.

Today’s Deck:

Angels, Gods, and Goddesses Oracle Cards by Toni Carmine Salerno

Today’s Mileage:

was downtown and back (with a stop for cookies!), done in 52 minutes 16 seconds, for 8.558 miles (much of it skirting road construction cones and barricades), with another day of a dwindlingly average pace of 9.8 MPH.

FLP Report:

is from the past couple of days (they’ve been far-flung), beginning with one from Tennessee, followed by a Florida, then Nebraska, a new-to-us Colorado, one Ohio, then another Ohio, and finally a single Illinois.

Action and ReAction.

             My mother was giddy with joy and excitement when she realized that two-thirds of my children were joining us for dinner yesterday.  Seriously, the woman was nearly jumping and clapping like a child (well, she IS small).  My dad was happy too.  Look.

            See how thrilled he was?!  Lol, no really.  He was.  I promise.  Here.  Look at this picture.  Better?

             Okay, so that’s his big fake smile.  But still, you get the idea.  My parents ADORE their grandchildren.  And now that Dad’s not working anymore (or smoking, so he doesn’t even have an excuse to run THAT errand) they are doubly happy when “company” arrives on their doorstep.

              We had fun and we had a wonderful meal.  I was fabulous with my control too.  Surprisingly (or perhaps not) the scale even reflected that when I got up today.  I’ll keep going with the suggestions and not worry too much about the plateau for now, we still have J.D.’s birthday event to get through next week.  And a few days after that will be Emmy’s, which ya know, WILL involve cake.

             And speaking of our Empress, I had you guys in mind when I took this next picture.  I know how you were concerned about missing your Daily Dog. 

Most tolerant animal currently alive today.

             Since she has been away no one’s been giving him his pedicures.  She does this with her father’s Dremel.  Max doesn’t like it very much, but he also probably doesn’t enjoy wearing doilies on his head either.  We all know she never lets him vote on such matters.

             Oh, and that reminds me.  She brought him home two new garments.  One adorable rain coat (red) and one super cute t-shirt-like outfit (navy-ish).  Modeling poses soon to follow, they’ll be by in another day or so.

             Enough with the canine conversation.  On to the metaphysical portion of our post now.  I had just a few seconds tonight while I was eating my orange (breakfast at 7 p.m.!) here at the desk so I went back to The Exceptional Life, glancing over quickly while the desk-top dinosaur loaded up.  Wow, another lightning bolt to my brain moment. 

             The passage I am up to talked about how we can get so much more enjoyment and fulfillment out of our lives (and isn’t that the goal?) if we are mindfully conscious of asking “yes” or “no” on a regular basis.  As we go about our day-to-day we make selections and decisions.  Think at each moment of these points, will this be truly good for me?  Will I feel better for going this direction or opting for this choice?  How often do we hear NO as our answer?  And how often do we hear NO, but . . . . ?

           To make those selections, small and large, meaningful for us, on a soul level, we need to know which answer is correct.  And start making choices that will reflect that.  There is a fine line between taking good care of ourselves and coming off as selfish.  But once we SEE that line, it’s VERY clear where it is.

             And here is the card we got to show this.  THIS is why I do NOT believe in coincidences.

“Priorities  ~

Get your priorities straight.

When you know what is important, saying no gets much easier.”

            The first time I read this I thought it was too harsh.   As it turns out, it’s not.  It’s true.  And it’s necessary.  Those self-care answers are not always the way we’re TRAINED to respond.  Sometimes, saying “Thank You, no,” is just the best choice for us.  In the end, it will be proven that it’s the best choice for our loved ones, and those in our lives at every level, too.

              Framing a clear statement in an honest and kind way can be a great gift, to everyone involved.  I don’t personally have much of an issue with saying no to things or overextending my shellfish self elf any more.  I was never really a “pleaser” to begin with.  I like to do things for others when I like to do them, but I’ve never actually cared what my peers or “the neighbors” thought.  (That’s probably pretty obvious by the clothes I wear and the amount of ink and piercings I have.)

             But it’s still an important message to look at.  Remember the way we are NOT disregarding these signs if at first glance we think, “oh that’s not for me.”  If you are reading this right now, it’s for you!  Since it was on MY card altar, it’s for me too.

             Facing our realities can be part of our lessons.  I had another big ol’ fucking slimey fish-slap to the face on Saturday night.  The yoga DVD my Hurricane sent me was really a wonderful work-out and I am now an enormous fan of Kimberly Fowler.  Here’s what I realized though, and it wasn’t pretty.  My dyslexia and learning disabilities spring up at the most obnoxious times!

             If a person has no problem with front to back, right and left, they wouldn’t even notice that the leader of a class is doing an activity backwards from how YOU would be doing it!  I can’t follow along very well with a person who is performing movement OPPOSITE of me.  “Getting lost” became part of the movement.  I’d have to pause and reorient my leg or arm because I’d notice her say “left” -when I looked down, it was my right.  Blergh.

            I’ll do it again though.  And again.  And again when Hanny gets here.   because, holy crap, she’s got to be as old as I am, and have you seen that woman’s abs?!   My version will just be slower than everyone else’s.  Which is fine.  That’s part of who I am.  Confused is not a new state of being for me.  It’s an honest and genuine place, that I’m kinda used to by now.

Today’s Deck:

Self-Care Cards by Cheryl Richardson

LateNight Greetings: 

Happy Happy Birthday Whitney!  I know you are far away and don’t get to check in very often, but I’m thinking of you tonight.  (As I know your REAL mother is too.)

LateNight Tattoo Update: 

nope not me this time.  Dan’s younger sister sent me this phone photo.  She and her Beloved are out of town, apparently on an adventure.

              This is hers, he got one to match.  So bright and lovely!


Dear Cher, Corrections, and More Swords.

   My brilliant Hurricane wrote a super funny post yesterday, an open letter.  I’m going to do the same, but for a completely different reason.  This morning at 7:33 I was asleep (duh), but my phone beeped.  I ignored it until I got up, several hours later.  I looked at it and there was some sort of twitter thing, but we were kind of behind and this is Daniel’s Monday so I didn’t have a chance to really spend too much time figuring it out.  When I DID go back and read the message, I had to read it about five times, then quickly get to my tweety page to make sure that’s what I was actually seeing.  Why yes, it was. 


    I tried to Direct Message back, but she doesn’t follow me.   *sigh*    Instead I’ve decided to reply here, in an open letter to the Idol Of My Youth: Cher!

    Dear Cher, thank you so much for the tweety message this morning.  I am honored that you took the time.  You are most welcome, and I will be glad to “Cher” your pictures and links forever more.  You are an inspiration and a role model, you show your real side, as well as Cher-ing your art with us all.  Please give your family my best, and I hope the new movie does well, but mostly I hope you enjoy yourself and have a good time with it.  Most Devotedly Yours, Julie in Eugene.

   Okay, now here’s the Dyslexic Witch Alert – I made a few mistakes yesterday, so I need to correct them.  First of all I said that the Autumnal Equinox might show up as yesterday, wrong, it might show up as tomorrow.  Fine, First Day of Fall is today, my time.  Also, I asked if Kristin’s husband’s birthday had already happened, no.  It is tomorrow, the 23rd.  Tomorrow is also my beautiful sister-in-law’s wedding anniversary.  She married Bruce (not Kristin’s husband, who is also named Bruce, but OUR Bruce).  I found Bruce for her.  We were at a softball game and I heard him before I ever saw him.  But, ya know, I was there because her brother and I were living together, so I already had mine.  I tracked that voice down, and the rest is history.  I love you both, and your gorgeous daughter too.

    In about five hours or so it will be the Full Harvest Moon (2:17 a.m. to be exact).  Hope you all got to see this tonight, or tomorrow, because traditionally they are amazing.

   My report on yesterday’s Cinnabon cupcakes:  I licked the frosting off, but I ate most of the cake.  Frosting gets a big yes vote.   That was the Tester Toast.  New toaster: a keeper.  Also, the new suit worked well in the pool today.  Not thrilled with how the back is kinda bunchy (that would be MY back,  not the suit’s back) but we can’t help that right now, what with all the cupcakes that need to get eaten and toast that needs to be toasted.

Please use me as a cautionary tale.  That is a picture of what used to be an entire adult sized molar.  It dissolved, inside my head.  And then gave up its fight for life by falling down into the bridge it was originally attached to.  I have a condition where my teeth just disappear.  Marty told me about it yesterday.  I had no idea this could happen, but we have been battling to save my teeth since we first met 36 years ago.  He was a brand new dentist and his brother was my 7th grade English teacher.  I needed a dentist and he needed patients, so we joined forces.  It has been an entertaining and yet dismal relationship ever since.  Find a good dentist, and see him/her a lot.  (And try not to yell at yours as much as I yell at mine, you have to know them really well before they let you get away with that type of misbehaviour.)

   Our card draw today is from the Robin Wood Tarot, the deck I use when you schedule an appointment with me to read your cards.  (I can also tell you how to schedule your dentistry during the right moon phases too.)

Knight of Swords ~  As we discussed the other day, swords are all about communication.  Things of the air.  Feathers, quills, pens, documents, words.  The Element of Air, wind, voice, and breath.  Knights are problem solvers, they ride in and triumph over the opposition.  They are righteous and true.  They soldier along until they have taken care of the problem.  They judge not, for their task is to stand up for all that is good and fair.

   We have a Knight by our side today, wielding his sword of honesty in voice.  Righting the wrongs that may be spoken around us, or even BY us.  Allow this Prince of Justice to be cut the path freely, so that we may write and talk and breathe with ease and with truth.