Sunday, February 27, 2022

Fresh Slate To Fill

 Prisma Visions Tarot ~ Page of Swords

The best part of getting up? A new day with new things to learn. The the discretion to evaluate and apply that knowledge.  

I love the smell of information in the mornings ~ 

Saturday, February 26, 2022

In The Corners Of My Mind

 Telluric Tarot ~ 6 of Cups

This type of stone has many names, Gold calls hers Adder Stone, I was introduced them them as fairy stone, they are also called hag or witch or Great Mother stone. 

Mine is about the size of my palm with eight or so small holes, cute as can be. The result of an exchange with a friend across the country for some of our natural white sage. There is no end to what can connect people and make memories. Another is clover chain necklaces with my cousin on lazy summer days in our childhood. 

Wonder what percent of our brain is composed of memories?

Friday, February 25, 2022

Sad Sack vs Charlie Brown

 Telluric Tarot ~ 4 of Cups 

When something is gone is anything left? The apathy and doldrums of the 4 of Cups would say not. So might hanksite. It is the residue left from some of the dry lake beds in California. Placed in water it dissolves, one of those endless loops. With only a Mohs hardness of 3, it is pretty useless. 

Enter the crystal users who advocate for its use to treat water retention. Clever. There is always the fourth cup being ignored, that we can pick up and rejuvenate. Why be Sad Sack when I can be Charlie Brown?

Thursday, February 24, 2022

Adapt Is A Friendlier Word

 Telluric Tarot ~ 2 of Coins

Another gem that changes with the light; apple, there must be a million varieties by now. I've put myself under immense pressure to make changes...I'm still waiting to see if change becomes improvement. It doesn't always, other than letting us know the difference. 

I know me though, sitting still while time marches over me isn't going to happen. I love the home adaptations we've made for day to day eye problems. I'm crazy about our reinvented office area. My collage loft with its rolltop desk is the ultimate lovely place to sit down and create. I've learned to love reading on my kindle app. The emptied bookcases have offered new usefulnesses. 

But the small still voice in the background seems to be saying 'are you really just preparing to die?'. I think I'm adapting to circumstances, but am I? 

Wednesday, February 23, 2022

Mind And Heart Belladonnaized

 Telluric Tarot ~ 7 of Swords

What did they know and when did they know it. What do we know and when did we decide. An us vs them, because knowing people's motives and agendas are often obscured from us. 

Hackmanite changes color under UV light, so what color is it really? Belladonna has been used through time for sneaky poisoning. Today I'm connecting these feelings to my country's flag. Until the last few years I flew the flag for every flag related holiday we have. I actually have two, one for the big post out front and one for off the corner of the deck so I could see them waving wherever I was working. 

No more. I see one on someones home or fence or vehicle and I am repulsed. I instantly associate them with manufactured mob mentality, frightening violence, poisoning of the nation. I see no way through this. I'll never see or feel that flying my flags represents pride in a nation. I'm thinking about ceremonially burning them. 7 of Swords indeed. 

Tuesday, February 22, 2022

Value And Worth

 Telluric Tarot ~ 10 of Wands

Finding the will to not. Chalcanthite's beauty and strength while stunning at first look is illusory, it is water soluble. Kudzu can nurture the soil and keep it in place, but it eventually overwhelms, suffocates. 

Finding the will to. Do people's lives depend on it? Does it change the course of history? Or our own life? Is it ego? Is it a millstone killing us or gemstone that makes life worth living? By the 10 of swords it is certainly time to ask the hard questions and knowing the difference between value and worth.

Sunday, February 20, 2022

Old Age New Age

 Telluric Tarot ~ 6 of Swords

Transition and healing after turbulence and hard times. Amethyst protects from madness...maybe instead of free masks a nice piece of Amethyst could be provided to all of us. Taxpayer dollars are mostly spent on far worse.

I have a nice nugget of raw amethyst on my naturescape table, I think I'll carry it in my pocket today, calm the waters. It can't hurt to use a little new age understanding to help cope with age old reality can it? 

Saturday, February 19, 2022

Hone My Brain

 Peanuts Tarot ~ Magician 

Tapping into our full potential. It is a outdated myth that we only utilize 10% of our brains, in the course of our lifetime we use it all. But if we still hold to the old adage, are we self-limiting ourselves by 90% of our potential? 

I wonder how many times in my life I've said "I wish I was that smart" when admiring someone. Perhaps I just haven't lived long enough to get there. I'm going to hone my brain on a problem today, and solve it. 

Friday, February 18, 2022

Who Among Us?

 Peanuts Tarot ~ Knight of Cups

Who among us can say if Snoopy had a real rivalry with the Red Baron, or if he took a sabbatical to find his brothers? Or if he had a billiard table downstairs in his dog house? Playing the piranha is one of my favorites.  Our Snoopy was a dog of many talents, opinions, and friends. 

Who among us can call ourselves equals to his knightery? 

Thursday, February 17, 2022

Choose To Be

 Peanuts Tarot ~ World

Just when I'm feeling a bit isolated and lonesome, this card comes up. I'm as connected as I choose to be, and with a computer I have contacts all over the world. More if I could bring myself to talk on the phone...

Wednesday, February 16, 2022

Kite Eater

 Peanuts Tarot ~ Hanged Man

Oh, that kite eating tree. Or the cow that at least once a week managed to get it's foot in the milk bucket. Or the socks that slid down inside my shoe before I was half way to catch the school bus. Both liver AND peas for dinner...I'd be there till bedtime. Nope, not one bite will I take. 

All the things than can and do go wrong for little kids and not a thing they can do about it. On the other hand I got my first kite when I was an adult and it was a wonderful thing to see it soar, and I knew from Charlie's experience, choose an open field. We can learn, sometimes being hung is a choice. 

Tuesday, February 15, 2022

Mastery

 Peanuts Tarot ~ 8 of Coins 

Schroeder, Beethoven, and the toy piano. When I get exasperated at my lack of skill I need to remember, rule of thumb, 10,000 hours to master. Not 10 minutes.  

Monday, February 14, 2022

Of Doorknobs and Coathooks

 Peanuts Tarot ~ Ace of Swords/Spades

Sometimes it seems an epiphany out of the blue, others it is the breakthrough from months of planning and work; kapow, there it is. 

Those good ideas and solutions that have eluded us... for thirty years we've hung our farm work coats on the corner of a shelf by the back door. They fall off, they look untidy, but there they've been. As I've deep cleaned this week I had an eureka moment and shortly there will be coathooks. 

A small nothing in the course of history, but a big joy for me :) If you don't think so try living in a home without coat closets for thirty years. At the front door I have antique doorknobs attached to the wall. The hanging coats are ugly but the doorknobs are gorgeous, and it beats throwing coats on the stairs. 

Sunday, February 13, 2022

False Fakes Fa-la-la

 Peanuts Tarot ~ Strength

I'm glad to observe some of the newer indie decks are returning to titling this card Fortitude again. I see the Chariot as outer strength, this card as inner fortitude. It can also be found numbered VIII or XI. The joke being the Strength card has become the Bullied card this past century. 

Fa-la-la, it's just ink and paper, right? Or is it fake news tarot? Should I grieve that the religiosity of the majors from the 1400s to the 1900s has softened and changed? When the cards were invented the bulk of the citizenry who would use them for the Tarrock games couldn't read, but they understood the pecking order of church and state. 

Should I state unequivocally Charlie has his ball cap in his lap bringing shades and ramifications to a reading? It was white in the black and white cartoons. In color it was usually red with a black brim. Fake hat, my truth? Or is is a flat football, requiring him to fortitude up and begin from scratch once again?

It is a bootleg deck I printed myself so the whole thing is a joke. It makes me laugh though, my little sister and I loved our Snoopy books, so that strengthens its value to me.

Saturday, February 12, 2022

Planting Feathers

 Arboridium Oracle ~ Sorting

Now that the big sale + donation offload is over I'm deep cleaning the office. Aside from dust bunnies the size of squirrels I'm touching every single thing, with the caveat 'if I moved tomorrow would I be taking this?'.

One fun thing I've done is released my feather collection. From great raptors to little juncos, they were beauties! I took them all out to my (don't tell the others) favorite new tree and planted them in circles around it. 

The pieces of meteor gifted from a co-patient the day I had my cataracts done I'm going to release the next time we visit the family plot. Stardust with a promise.

What interesting useless thing will I find to honor and release today? 

Thursday, February 10, 2022

Stir It Up

 Arboridium Oracle ~ Potion Making 

Sometimes we need to experience something new to break out of the mold we build for ourselves. 

When we moved here and I started job hunting I was horrified by how little businesses were paying for someone with all my secretarial skills. So I spent about ten minutes thinking about it and signed up for beauty college. Now there's a change! 

When Rob started doing all the cooking he moved the spices from a bottom cupboard to a top cupboard. Who knows why, but it does work better. 

Who knows what we'll do today? What we'll change, what we'll stir up. I'm looking forward to it.

Wednesday, February 9, 2022

Space To Breathe

 Arboridium Oracle ~ Juggling

This was my January. Wow, a powerful month of long days of work and action, exciting and exhausting with so many long term decisions coming to fruition. With benefits... I netted just short of 3K on my ebay listings, with the moving on of the treadle that section of my master plan is complete.

Loaded in the Jeep are the very last of the weird things I was hanging on to, headed to the donation center. Like two big punch bowls and sixty cups. The crystal tea set for four, a wedding gift from my grandmother. A sleeping bag, my in-laws wedding silver, a quart baggie of mechanical pencils... 

A fun gone, we had our first fire of the season with downed limbs from our trees. For starter we used all the leftover boxes I'd been saving for the big sale. That opened up a lot of space! A sad one, I ceremonially offered my box of eighty crochet booklets, mostly from the 30s-50s, some dating back to the 1910-20s. No one wanted them. OK, their value and enjoyment has been honored by fire. I have to make the space in  my life for wonderful new things to fill the well. But it won't be stuff

Tuesday, February 8, 2022

Giving/Having Purpose

 Arboridium Oracle ~ Purpose

No one in the Arboridium really understands what this little wheezebox does. Doesn't matter, it serves a purpose. Each morning the little dragon arrives, opens a jar of polish, takes a rag and shines the top like crazy. Then it smiles, climbs on, and takes a little snooze. When it arises it goes on about the rest of its daily business. 

Is that having a purpose? Some things have a purpose, a spoon, a lawnmower, and some things give purpose and pleasure. When I come downstairs in the morning I see my string of lights outside on the deck and smile. All those pretty colors glowing. I say good morning to my little tea dragon, thank him for his service. Honcho is waiting and I clean his litter box. He likes a clean one to start his day, I love him and serve my purpose. And thus through my day, sometimes I serve, some serve me, giving each of us purpose. 

Monday, February 7, 2022

Light Me Up

 Arboridium Oracle Deck ~ Guiding Lights

Sometimes we are the guide and sometimes we are the light. 

One of the last things my little sister said to me was "I always looked up to you, you know."  Odd, she was a better person than me by miles.

Rob is a guiding light because I can always get a alternate  viewpoint from him. I say "Don't tell me what to do, tell me what you think". 

The Moon is a guide because to all intents and purposes it has always been there. It reminds to to be guided by 'in ten or a hundred years' would this make a difference to me. Or anyone else. Sometimes the answer is yes, more often no. Less drama queen more perspective, always a good thing. 

Sunday, February 6, 2022

Really Lucky

 Arboridium Oracle ~ Extrapluffs

The monkey mind part that says "OooOOo Shiny!" and we drop what we are doing or learning and leap on the next thing. As working adults we are sort of trained up at doing that; waitress, stock broker, carpenter, always a new customer, a new task. New extrapluffs.

So we often continue on in our personal life, a new home project when the last one isn't finished, a new bike when the old one is really really fine, and really bad, collecting all the attendant toys of the new Shiny. 

I'm lucky because having cancer three times has helped me fine tune life. Flylady taught me the super value of need vs want. And I have time to sit in a tree with Fiona and just enjoy the moon. I mean, I am Really Lucky. 

Saturday, February 5, 2022

A Zig When Zagging

 Illuminated Earth Oracle ~ Attachment

I've said I'm ebaying the bulk of my quilt room, my January project. The last item to go and the only one I have real attachment to is my Singer Treadle. I'm going to tell the story here as part of letting go. 

 In 2012 I decided 2013 would be the year I found a treadle and learned to sew, well, on it. I wanted a Singer because I could readily find parts if needed. 

I mentioned it on the TreadleOn group, for people who love people-powered machines, and the owner, Cap't Dick Wightman responded and said if we could come to Seattle the next day, January 1, he had one I could have. 

So we went, gorgeous winter day, crisp, blue sky. And what a fun day it turned out to be. We had no idea he was not just another antique machine nut, but a famous venquilitrist. He got out some of his figures, which he'd made himself and did a one man show for us. We still hold it as a favorite day of memories, and one of the reasons this is the last item I'm letting go from my quilt room.

It will be gone shortly, but don't I have good memories! Attachments need to be flexible because life makes zigs when we are zagging, I'm going with the flow. 

Friday, February 4, 2022

Euphoria Eroded

 Illuminated Earth Oracle ~ Erosion

I envy those who seem to intuitively know how to fix something that is acting up on their computer. Yesterday my scanner worked, today it doesn't. What changed while I was sleeping? 

My euphoric mood is being eroded. (insert frowny face) I found my card on a website, but lifting the work someone else has done isn't part of setting the stage for my day and a better me is it? 

I wonder if I can find the 'go back-restore' link on this computer? 

Thursday, February 3, 2022

Why?

 Illuminated Earth Oracle ~ Concealed 

Why people answer robocalls? I don't think I know one person who answers a ringing phone if they don't recognize the caller ID. So what kind of people are all these political pollsters getting ahold of? Says something about the polls I don't think the pollsters understand. 

Why my twenty-three pound cat seeks out the smallest boxes to sit in. Does this box make my (Y) look tiny maybe?

Why wearing my blingy elephant brooch all week gave my heart and mind strength to shift ninety percent of my quilt room to the post office and on to other peoples homes? 

It is all concealed from me, but fun to ponder. 


Wednesday, February 2, 2022

Half Way To Spring

 

Most assuredly something to celebrate here!

Tuesday, February 1, 2022

Gong Hee Fot Choy!

  Year of the Water Tiger


May we all share in its strength and beauty