Today’s Elemental reading (for a friend)

28 08 2012

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I’ve been playing around with an interpretive elemental/pentagram spread in my readings recently, using the traditional ruling of the pentagram: Spirit, Air, Earth, Fire and Water.

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Slack

28 08 2012

I’ve been rather slack with my blog this past week, but in life I have managed to walk nearly 3 miles a day, do daily yoga, and get some housework done- as well as find all of the girl’s dance supplies for around 50 bucks (brand new we would have been looking at close to 200) thanks to eBay, and have begun the flow of the school week. Alden and I are working on art, letters, counting, doing some reading and games- and trying to fit in some blogging time as well. This week’s priorities are: remaining eBay auctions listed, more blogging, tarot and morning ritual meditation habit, daily yoga/dance as well as continued walks to school, Todd’s birthday (planing a special day for him, he’s turning 43!) and hopefully, some art time as well. My best friend had her baby last night (as well as another friend from high school!) at home, breech!! I’m so proud of her! I hope the storm dissipates in the Gulf, but lots of safe thoughts to my friends evacuating New Orleans right now, and protection to my favorite city!





Flow

22 08 2012

Slowly, the flow begins. I’m pleased at how many interesting things are happening everyday, and how little stress I am feeling from the expansion of life I’m experiencing currently! The sun just passed into Virgo, and this is a month of concentration on cleaning and organizing! I’m working on the house (be it slowly) and posting some new auctions this week. I just signed up for a free week at the gym, and will hopefully be starting to spend at least an hour a day on swimming, yoga, spinning, etc. The gym also has a sauna, as well as a juice bar with wheat grass so I can do my new moon cleanses too! We just celebrated Alden’s birthday, reminiscing his home birth and celebrating his presence in this universe was a fun day! The girls and Todd all were cast in the Highlands Little Theater production of Annie, and we are so excited! This year is going to be a very different, positive and enjoyable experience. It’s nice when so many things happen everyday that you want to blog about but are too busy enjoying life that you just log them in your mind. I do think, I will start being more proactive about bringing a camera with me and my journal to log some things for future blogging, however. And now, to get some more housework done before it’s time to walk to the school to pick the kids up! Which, walking to this school everyday with the kids is really giving me a greater perspective on Sebring. This town is slowly becoming my hometown, I can feel it. I tell Todd more and more as every day goes by that I’m really falling in love with Sebring. I had a hard time accepting it at first, June I was really homesick, especially for Carrollton. But now, I can’t imagine being in any better place. I think this is the first time in a good portion of my adult life that I haven’t began fantasizing about new places to live. More later….





My revolution looks like…

19 08 2012

Yesterday, a friend of mine posed the question: “What does your revolution look like?”

I had to step back and really let this question become more than just words. My first thoughts were- what is it, exactly, that I am revolting?

My free form exploration of this idea is as follows:

I am revolting against fear.

The fear of loss, of incapability, of intolerance. The fear of failure, of strife and of lack.

I am revolting against time.

Deconstructing the perceived binds that are held by time, the limitations and boundaries that inhibit and stifle, the idea that there is not enough time. The miscalculations from now irrelevant past equations, the idealization of future events yet to occur.

I am revolting against space.

Releasing the need for a specific locality for proper manifestation, seeing the unlimited potential that stretches endlessly and connects all.

I am revolting against matter.

And the limitations I implant within myself when I take for granted the physical world that surrounds me. The world of light and subatomic waltzes is within all. Objects are merely uniquely constructed and arranged particles which are given life when named, categorized and observed.

What does my revolution look like?

My revolution looks like the ocean at dawn, just before the tide comes in. It looks like steam rising from the asphalt after a summer rain. It’s a leaf blowing down an alleyway, moss on a tombstone. My revolution is the faraway look on a child’s face as they watch the full moon rise in a starlit sky. My revolution is liberty, and is my birthright.

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Today, I took a walk and saw the world with a new set of eyes-

Here’s some of the beautiful things that caught my eye as I walked:

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“…how they twinkle”

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Mozelle: and the pondering of the nearly extinct practice of ancestral veneration

16 08 2012

Today I opened an email that my Mother sent me, with pictures of my Grandmother attached. I’m still not sure exactly how old she was in the picture (that I now have as my wallpaper on my laptop), it appears she’s around eight.

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Mozelle Saxon, circa approximately 1932

I realized looking at these pictures, how little of the story of my Grandmother’s life I actually know.  I was very close to my grandparents on both sides, though all in all I felt a closer bond to my maternal grandparents.  I speculate this is the result of being the youngest grandchild for some time on my mother’s side, while on my father’s side competition for the attention of the tribe’s elders  among the cousins was much greater. I listened to many stories of my grandparents’ childhood, and can recall a great number of them.

I know that my Grandmother Mozelle (pictured above) was born in 1924 to sharecroppers Mattie and John Calvin Saxon in Goodwater, Alabama. She was 16 when she was picking crowder peas in a field while my grandfather passed her on the road, he saw her and fell instantly in love (he was then 25) and claimed that he had just seen the woman he was going to marry. They were eloped a few months later, and my Aunt Brenda was born that following year. There are many meandering stories from that point in my grandparents’ history, some recalled perfectly, some not. This brought me to a realization:  I don’t know as much about my family history as I would like, or even that I should, considering that I have four growing children who need to hear the stories of their ancestors.

Ancestral veneration has its roots back to the very beginnings of human history. Our ancestors taught us, throughout time, the stories that became like a game of divine telephone and morphed into the myths and legends of the hero. The stories passed down to us from our tribe’s elders have been done so to aid in the trials and tribulations of life as it unfolds. We all must embark on the hero/fool’s journey, with or without rite of passage. These were our grandparents’ gifts; handing down to us their play books as well as the torch to keep the fire burning.

I look around my life and I see how little my children know of their ancestors, how few stories they hear about life in the past and I wonder, is this important to human consciousness to be continuing? On a cultural level, I see the spinning of tales around the family fire tradition slowly smoldering. Perhaps the fact that I was born into an older family on my mother’s side than some of my generation, I experienced some of the last of the era of storytelling, perhaps it’s egocentric for me to even consider that? I know that in my life, sitting around the dining room and kitchen table listening to the stories of once upon a time was a cherished past time for family gatherings.

Families are not living as close together as they once were, and time spent with the extended family is dwindling. I know all too well, I too am guilty of participation in this social phenomenon. How do we embrace the huge advancements made in technology while still carrying our traditions and roots with us into the unknown? Is there merit in letting go of the traditions that deified the past? There can, of course, only be speculation. But nonetheless, these are my thoughts on this beautiful Florida blue sky sort of day, and I now have a drive to uncover more of who, how and why I came to be. The story that is older perhaps, than time. Well, older than the conceptualization of time, at any rate.





sudden and ubiquitous: joy

16 08 2012

“This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.”
― Rumi

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-Alex Grey, “Ocean of Bliss”

In the moment that I stop looking for the external to grant me validation for the love that I know is within every cell of my being, the unexpected moment of remembering, that it was there all along. I overlook, more often than I would like, the blissful joy that surrounds us all in every moment, awaiting discovery. While you are reading this, breathe in… feel the ionization of particles deep within you. Feel the power that you hold within yourself and know that you are full of beauty and grace and possibility stirring and spiraling; awaiting discovery. That is all… goodnight, many awe inspiring dreams to you all, you beautiful divine creatures.

“Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.”
― Rumi





Back to school, Annie auditions and Moon Cocoons (from Jupiter Space)

15 08 2012

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Kids open houses are this week, just had Perry’s yesterday at the Kindergarten Learning Center, and he is very excited about his teacher and school! We live so close to the school that a bus doesn’t even come, so we will be walking to the girl’s school and Perry will be riding a bus to the Kindergarten from the elementary school. We popped some sweet potatoes in the oven this morning and went on a walk to the school, only took 17 minutes! We also are slowly becoming more involved in the community theater here in Sebring, and Todd went to a toast that was held for his former high school drama teacher yesterday at the theater. He had a good time, made some good connections and found out that the long awaited Annie auditions are upon us!! The girls will be auditioning (their first auditions!) on Saturday, doing cold readings (we’re practicing with parts from Annie as well as books we enjoy reading as performances, like the Gruffalo) and we’re very excited! Also, spent some time looking at this page today that has some really awesome eco-dome designs (the moon cocoon): http://calearth.org/building-designs/eco-dome.html

(check out this website, awesome designs that are very inspiring)

About to post another round of eBay auctions tomorrow, will update as soon as posted. Last run of auctions were very successful, I just have to get in the habit of weekly thrifting and listing. Once the kids are in school and it’s just Alden and I at home we’ll find a smooth flow to the art of continuity with postings.