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Sharing My World 65

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Share Your World – January 23, 2017

Do you prefer juice or fruit?

I take medication (for Type II Diabetes) which helps my body deal with sugar.  I try to make its job easier by ingesting as little sugar as possible.  Fruit juice is deadly.  Natural sugars are still sugars, so I have to be careful with fruit too.  Thankfully I was never a big fan of juice (or all the other ways we mangle fruit) so I don’t miss it.  I do miss sitting down and eating a whole big bowl full of grapes though.

Did you grow up in a small or big town? Did you like it?

I grew up on a farm.  At the time I professed to not like it much at all.  Now that I’m older and wiser and living in a city I realize what an idyllic place it really was and how lucky we were to spend our childhood there.  But I would never go back.  Farms are a lot of work.  Plus there’s all that manure.

If you were to paint a picture of your childhood, what colors would you use?

All the colours.  Every last one of them.  Green trees, red barn, yellow brick house, brown garden dirt, blue skies, black and white cows, orange cats, purple lilacs, grey thunder clouds, pink spring blossoms, indigo nights.  Oatmeal coloured porridge.  Yuck.  Hey, it wasn’t ALL pretty.

Ways to Relax List: Make a list of what relaxes you and helps you feel calm.

  • sharing my world, because it makes me remember
  • making lists, so I won’t forget
  • playing mindless (non memory) games on my iPad
  • drinking coffee
  • drinking red wine
  • reading books
  • drawing/sketching/painting
  • binge watching whole seasons of tv shows on Netflix
  • concentrating on nothing but breathing
  • drinking more coffee
  • reading myself to sleep

Optional Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

Last week I mentioned the bag of marshmallows left over from Christmas baking and my intent to use them up by making Rice Krispy squares. I sent W on a puffed rice hunting expedition and he came home with the biggest box of cereal made anywhere in the world (just a guess, but geez…) so after I made the squares there was half a box of cereal left.  Then I asked him to get me another bag of marshmallows so I could use up the rest of the cereal.  He came home with TWO bags of marshmallows.  And thus we are back to our original state of one unused bag of marshmallows sitting in the cupboard.  I am not starting over.  They can stay there until next Christmas.

That little story really doesn’t have much to do with being grateful except for another interesting fact or two.  I gave most of the first batch of rice krispy squares to my daughter and granddaughter, but the second batch I have almost finished single- handedly consuming all by myself.  Yes I know I am being redundant in that sentence, but seriously, what is wrong with me.  W has ceased to be much help, perhaps feeling he has already done his part by purchasing ingredients.  Although I guess I should give him credit for bravely trying to finish up the brownies I was craving and made and which don’t interest me anymore because they are stale.  I really need to stop making stuff.

I am looking forward to dealing more satisfactorily with my random food cravings in the week coming up.  Or not.  Truthfully it’s something which just now popped in to my head and will no doubt pop out of it again.  Sometimes I think there’s no point in setting goals for myself at this stage of forgetfulness in my life.  I’m looking forward to winging it.  There, that one sounds attainable.

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Peace For Another January

Monthly Peace Challenge: The Neuroscience of Peace

What one thought will you focus on this year to bring more peace?  Call it a mantra, a resolution, a pebble in the pond of your consciousness that will send out ripples of peace throughout the year.

calm in your heart

I have a female brain.  I’ve decided to blame it for the fact that some days I can’t seem to focus on one thought for five minutes, so choosing a thought to last a year is a daunting task.

My mantras change with the weather.  But they’re all good ones.  Here’s a list which skims the top of the many different ones that go galumphing through my head.  I know, that doesn’t sound very peaceful, does it?  But if I can grab hold of a calming thought and breathe it in, I can also breathe it out.  May you find some small thing here to soothe your soul.

1.  Everything you go through, grows you.

2.  You were given this life because you are strong enough to handle it.

3.  Choose to see the good stuff.

4.  Let it out or it will eat you away.

5.  Feel everything deeply, both the pain and the joy.

6.  Find the calm in the storm.

7.  Be still and listen.

8.  Create something beautiful.

9.  Do small things with great love.

10.  Laugh.  Not one shred of evidence supports the notion that life is serious.

11.  Just do it.  Because why the hell not?

12.  Do not let the world make you hard.

13.  No one heals themselves by wounding another.

14.  Try being informed instead of just opinionated.

15.  Don’t waste the rain.  Play in the puddles.

16.  Choose kindness.

17.  It’s okay to make glorious, amazing mistakes because that’s how you learn.

18.  Be grateful.

19.  Your life has purpose, your voice matters.

20.  Tell your story.

namaste

my soul honors your soul

I honor the place in you where the entire universe resides

I honor the light, love, truth, beauty and peace within you

because it is also within me

in sharing these things we are united, we are the same,

we are one

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Harvest Moon

English: harvest moon
English: harvest moon (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Tonight’s the night.  The moon I see isn’t orange or pink, but it’s full and bright and lighting up this cool September night.  It has other names – maybe you know it better as Full Corn Moon, Elk Moon, Wine Moon (that would be my choice) or Singing Moon.

No matter what you call it, when there’s a Harvest Moon it’s a good idea to stay calm, breathe deeply, let your negativity go and focus on sending positive energy out into the universe.

You should also send blessings, healing and peaceful energy, forgiveness and loving kindness.  The alternative, if the moon catches you in a bad mood,  is to suffer from temporary insomnia and insanity.  Whatever emotions you’re feeling are multiplied a gazillion times by a full moon.  So sprinkle your world with moon glitter and make with the good vibes.  Yes, the part about moon glitter I made up, but the rest of it could all be true.

Until tonight I didn’t realize the moon had so many aliases.

  • January – Wold Moon, Old Moon
  • February – Snow Moon, Hunger Moon
  • March – Worm, Crow, Sap, or Lenten Moon
  • April – Seed, Pink, Sprouting Grass, Egg, or Fish Moon.  Go April.
  • May – Milk Moon, Flower Moon, Corn Planting Moon
  • June – Mead, Strawberry, Rose or Thunder Moon.
  • July – Hay Moon, Buck Moon, or another Thunder Moon
  • August – Corn Moon, Sturgeon Moon, Red Moon, Green Corn Moon, Grain Moon.  Whew.
  • September – Harvest Moon,  Full Corn Moon
  • October – Hunter’s Moon, Blood/Sanguine Moon
  • November – Beaver Moon, Frosty Moon
  • December – Oak Moon, Cold Moon, Long Nights Moon

Memorize this list and impress your friends.

To get yourself into the proper Harvest Moon mood, sing along with Neil.  And check out the dude with the broom in the parking lot.  I told you the moon makes you do weird stuff.

Come a little bit closer
Hear what I have to say
Just like children sleeping
We could dream this night away.

But there’s a full moon rising
Let’s go dancing in the light
We know where the music’s playing
Let’s go out and feel the night.

Because I’m still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I’m still in love with you
On this harvest moon.

When we were strangers
I watched you from afar
When we were lovers
I loved you with all my heart.

But now it’s getting late
And the moon is climbing high
I want to celebrate
See it shining in your eye.

Because I’m still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I’m still in love with you
On this harvest moon.

A Spin of Fortunes Wheel

English: The Wheel of Fortune. Musée d'Orsay.
English: The Wheel of Fortune. Musée d’Orsay. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Here’s all the interesting and pertinent advice from my tarot cards for today.  (I don’t deal actual cards and make things up, I let my horoscope app do that for me, and then I just pick out the good parts and ignore the rest.)  The reason there’s so much of it is because I ‘re-deal’ until I get something I like.  This is also more or less how I live my real life.  Dwell on the good stuff, turn my back on the crap.

1.  Keep things on a light, even shallow footing and you will be fine. Deep topics can wait for another day.  See how I’ve taken this advice already, writing a post with very little depth or insight?    Okay, I know, it’s certainly not the first time. The rule that says to write about what you know doesn’t give me a lot of scope or options.  I do the best I can with what I’ve got.  Plus steal from the tarot.

2.  At work under the combined auspices of the Devil and The Wheel of Fortune, restlessness and impulsiveness are at a peak.  Don’t act without thought.  Don’t allow yourself to get carried away by your enthusiasm.   OMG, like that last bit has ever happened.  Lately I feel like I’m working for the devil and she spins a giant Wheel of Annoyance to decide on the next area of distress and vexation.  Then when we’ve got the chaos and frustration worked out of that one, it’s time to give the wheel another spin.

3.  You will be able to indulge with great pleasure and good humor in the pleasures that this day has in store for you.  Yay!  Good for me. I hope I’m smart enough to recognize them when they pop up.

4.  Take the occasional pause to breathe.   Wow. That’s probably the best advice anyone could pass along to those of us who are inclined to forget the simplest but most essential things in life.   I’ve seen what happens to people who stop breathing.

5.  Try to find balance and calm in your life today and new encounters will be characterized by sweetness and gentleness.  I am a big fan of balance and calm.  I try to remember that happiness is all around me.  Love is in the air.  Peace begins within.  We are all Gods children.  Even though some of us are brats.

Okay, I’m ready to face my day.  There is light at the end of every tunnel.  The mist will surely clear.  Forget being paralyzed by self-doubt.  I have great inner strength and power and a glorious zest for life!

Gah.  I think maybe it’s time to give the cards a brief rest.

It’s In The Cards

Every day I get a tarot card reading in my e-mail.  Most days they’re funny.  And then there are the days when they acutally make sense and sound down right prophetic.  Like this one for instance:

You are about to enter a new phase in life.  You may find that you attract a lot of unusual friends.  Some kind of shared experience or interest could bring you together with people who are strongly interested in making changes in the world.

I’m all for new life phases and improving the world. And now on the lookout for weird people to share all that with.  Of course I didn’t meet enough of them on day one, so I started to rethink the whole thing.  And the cards sent me this:

You have mixed feelings today.  On the outside you are projecting warmth, compassion, empathy and confidence, but inside you have some strong doubts, particulary where it comes to your path right now.  Don’t let momentary challenges get to you, they will pass.

I mean seriously, are they tuned in to me or WHAT??  So I thought it would be a good plan to just keep on projecting all those positive emotions and feelings until I actually started to believe in them myself. And also maybe keep it up until I have that epiphany about changes to the earth.  Or whatever I was going on about the other day.  Finding my path.  OMG, how am I supposed to find my path?

If you slow down and let yourself think about things calmly you may find that you come up with a strong and positive way to make a solid improvement in your ambitions today. You have a lot of creative ideas today, but may not believe in them. Trust yourself. It always seems impossible until it is done.

An improvement in my ambitions?  I don’t really have any ambitions – except perhaps the ambition to be ambitious about something.  As for creative ideas, I finally finished a project that I’ve had on the go for about a year.  It’s never a good idea to rush things in my world where self doubt reigns supreme.  There isn’t a really good “before” picture because I forgot to take one until somewhere in the middle.  This little chef with a shelf from the island cottage is probably 50 plus years old.  He was painted red white and blue and covered in greasy grime.  The wood stove got too hot one day and his yellow plastic salt and pepper shakers melted.  I took pity on him and brought him home to give him and his tray a makeover.  I’m always doing things like this, completely negating any antique value things might have in the interests of making them look less like pieces of crap.

He’s sideways because the pieces aren’t put together yet.  I was afraid that because I had to sand them so much they wouldn’t fit snuggly enough in the end. 

But he turned out okay I suppose, just like the cards predicted.  (That’s how I interpreted their message sometime after the fact.)  You know, where they said it seems impossible until it’s done.  Done or not, I’m certainly done with it.  A year is a bit long to have something on the go.  W leaves tomorrow and he’ll be taking this little gem with him.  I sure as hell don’t want to look at it anymore.

I went back to work today, after a month away from it. The cards made these suggestions:

You can learn a lot from your friends and companions today. They will be excited, full of strange and interesting ideas. You may find that people have very unusual ideas, particularly the older males. Be careful when dealing with older men today.

HAHA!  That certainly put me in a good (less serious)  mood!  And made me eye every old man who came in with apprehensive suspicion.  I was very careful.  I did not sell anything to any one of them, just in case.

House of Secrets

There’s a lot going on in your Solar Chart’s house of secrets and self created problems today, Taurus. There may be some kind of backroom or underhanded deal going on around you; if you have a reason to distrust someone, or even information that lets you know about their plans, don’t lash out. The Moon/Saturn opposition puts the ball in their court. Very shortly afterward, the Sun/Uranus conjunction occurs in the same house, and this is a combination that can bring out the truth or turn the tide. Hold on to your temper.

Mood: Calm Your Daily Lucky Color: Yellow

Why do these people keep saying my problems are self created?  I thought the whole point of planet and star alignment was for us to have something other than ourselves to blame for everything that goes wrong in our lives.  No worries, I can stay calm and hold on to my temper and freak out about it tomorrow.

We’ve had two days of spring snowfall.  When I left work on Thursday night I had to brush piles of snow off my car with my arms because the snow brush has gone missing.  I opened the door to turn on the windshield wipers and they dumped a bunch of snow into the door pockets and all over the lock and window controls, and then there was all that snow all over me that ended up in the front seat.  Then I practically got stuck in our driveway!  I stopped to pick up the paper recycle bag that was half burried in a snow drift (more snow for the cars interior, this time in the back seat).  The tires were spinning on the ice so I had to back up and straighten out and get up some speed, but not too much because we can’t afford a new garage door right now.

I hope this is the last dump of snow that sticks around for any length of time. It’s not so hard to take if it melts as fast as it falls.  The sun is shining like mad today so that looks promising.

We’re in the process of having our furnace replaced with a new and improved efficient one that will save us money on our heating bills, and pay for itself by the time we’re in our nineties.  We opted out of getting central air, because in this gawd forsaken part of the country it never gets that hot.  But we are getting a Humidity System and an Air Cleaning System.   Secret weapons against allergens.  I hope they help.  Next up I suppose will be new windows, which W has been going on about for several years.  Once we do all these improvements I am NEVER LEAVING.  As in selling this place.  I want to be here in my nineties all smug about the furnace having paid for itself at last.  I should write that down somewhere, because who knows what I won’t remember by that point in my life.

It’s spring break here and I’ve got not only one grandaughter but one jack russel terrier and one hamster named Henry staying with me for a few days.  We stayed up too late and slept in too long, so it’s been a good start to my little holiday.  More excitement to come I’m sure.  Maybe even pictures.  Of such fascinating things as breakfast at noon and trips to Walmart and the movie theatre.  It’s the best kind of vacation there is.

Start the Day

There is something orange in the long green grass. She stands at the kitchen window, barefoot, still nightgown clad, looking into the backyard at the long stretch of overgrown garden that they’re going to turn back into lawn. The grass there is now almost a foot high, tall enough to sway and ripple in the breeze. The coffee pot gurgles and sputters beside her and outside the orange thing leaps.

Well, it really was no springing bound and barely fox-like. The second attempt at a hurdle ends in an ungraceful galumph. But kudos for getting out there and trying to act like a normal cat, she thinks. It can’t be easy.

She has noticed him before in her yard just passing through, looking like a short and rotund fuzzy orange blimp. The fattest cat she has ever seen. This jumping thing is new. There must be lots of creepy crawlies in the long grass that need pouncing upon and he’s giving it his best shot. Surging vault number three. But this one appears to have done him in. He sits and nonchalantly gazes off somewhere in the distance to give the bugs the impression that he no longer cares.

She pours her coffee and leans on the counter cradling the hot mug in both hands, takes that first invigorating sip. Watches the cat pause, consider; perhaps in this ones case, catch his breath.

Suddenly a magpie flaps his way overhead and lands with a squawk on the flat board on the top of the fence. He turns around, stomping his little bird feet, and then he gawks down at crouching orange thing in the grass. Cocks his head. Waits for what will happen next.

The wait is not long. There is no spring left in the cat’s repertoire this fine morning. Perhaps he has had previous altercations with magpies and does not fancy another one at the moment. Or maybe someone just called him home for breakfast. Either of these reasons, or some other mysterious cat notion, gets him up and off and running. Okay, more like lumbering, but moving away from the bird at a pace that’s faster than his normal calm meandering.

The magpie squawks some more. Where are you going? What kind of cat runs away from a bird? Hey! I’m talking to you! And then he takes to the air and is off in search of better less lame adventures.

All is quiet in the garden plot. She was going to get out there this morning and weed whack that long grass to start the process of getting it ready for sod. Maybe today, maybe not. There’s no hurry, really. She tops up her coffee cup and turns away from the window.

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Was it a Dream?

My dreams are often so ridiculous that if they ‘came true’ I’d think I was still dreaming. Like the one where I see a child climb up on a railing and start to fall and I race down several flights of stairs to catch him before he hits the ground.

I have had some prophetic moments, though.

Our family was eating dinner once when the phone rang, and out of the blue I dropped my fork and exclaimed “O my God. Somebody died.” Mom came back from taking the call and delivered the news looking sad and confused and directly at me. “Uncle Colin had a massive heart attack and passed away in the hospital this afternoon.” He hadn’t been sick, he wasn’t old, it was completely unexpected. After that I tried to keep my sudden premonitions inside my head, so as to appear slightly less weird at the end of the day. Although it was always a toss-up – do I blurt this out before the fact, or wait until afterwards and say I knew that was going to happen? Either way, the sceptical expressions are about the same.

When my grandma died (she was 99) I didn’t go to her funeral for a number of selfish reasons. We were a thousand miles away, my kids were small, I didn’t want to take time off work, and I really hate funerals. The guilt after the fact about that, and remembering how many times grandma had wanted to sit and talk with me and I just hadn’t made the effort or taken the time, made me heartsick, remorseful, and unbearably sad.

One night, about a month after she died, I dreamed that she was standing at the foot of my bed, patting my feet, the way a mom pats a baby’s back, and softly murmuring. Grandma always said ‘there there” when we were little and upset about something and her gentle soft pats always made the hurt go away. “There, there. There, there. Don’t you worry. I know that you loved me.”

In the morning I felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders and the gloom and regrets were gone. And every time I thought about her doing that for me a beautiful sensation of ease and calm and love for her would flow through me.

Was it just a dream invented by my subconscious mind to help me leave the depression behind? Or can the spirits of the departed really come back to comfort the living? I shared my “dream” experience with my sister and she had that same expression on her face that I remember from the dinner table scene so many years ago.

That’s okay though. I know she loves me anyway.

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