This is sooooo sexy, isn’t it?

My roommate has been down with a respiratory bug for a week and sleeping most of the time.  He alternates between sleeping and hacking.  He moves from the bed to the couch and back.  As he slept on the couch, I went into his room and put on some Native American music so he could get a healing as he dozed.  I went into the office to work but could only think of the mound of laundry he had in the corner.  “How much of the clothes all around your room need to be washed?”  I asked last week.  “All of them,” was the reply.  I’m a firm believer in whoever is bugged by a mess should resolve the mess.   Since I found his laundry bothered me, I decided I could either complain to him about it and coax him to jump through that hoop, or I could just do the laundry and only do it if I could be happy about doing it.  Not if I felt like he should be doing it. And if in the spirit of seva we are doing all actions for the Beloved, then I’d actually be doing God’s laundry and how cool an honor is it to get to do that?  And if we are all truly One, why does it matter who does what and who gets the credit for anything? Continue reading →

The last several days I’ve been working with a friend doing mobile home repairs.  My dad was a builder, so I grew up around construction sites and I enjoy the work.  Mostly I kept the area clear of debris as he was working and also set up the staging areas for sawing and battery recharging.  We were working with 3 sets of tools (his, mine and theirs) so I also got to keep an eye on what belonged to whom.  It was cool to see what was underneath the floor when he was checking for the source of a leak.  There’s insulation and like an underliner.  The night before, I’d watched several Youtube videos of repairs and replacing a mobile home floors and plumbing, so I knew what to expect.    I like to see the inner workings of things.  I like to see what’s inside and underneath and invisible to the eye.  It connects me to a deeper relationship with what’s under all that we see on the surface.

A friend asks:  “I live in Michigan. On the way home the other day, I looked up in the sky and to my surprise I saw hundreds of sparrows flying “North”. Even more so surprising, the dead silence all around for over the past two days. Yet the other morning as I looked out the sliding glass door of our third floor apt, there on our bird feeder was a dove. unlike any dove I had seen before.  It was a most velvet soft dove I had ever seen. It was the most beautiful gold bronze color I had ever seen before as well. It sat there for for a time, then it looked right at me, and eventually flew away. After this happened, there are no birds on the telephone lines, nesting in the trees. No abundance of birds fly from tree to tree. much less in the sky.  Any Ideas?” Continue reading →

On Facebook I posted a link to my blog post Everything frost burnt is growing back and my friend posts a comment , “growing back, does that count for hearts, too?”  I responded, “B, yes. I think of my heart as being like the lizard’s tail that keeps growing back. And prehensile as well, since I can hang it here and there as needed.”  🙂

I bought a new couch earlier this year and wrote on Facebook that “Anything I bring into the house goes thru a 24 hour blessing process.”  A friend asked me to elaborate.  I responded, “My blessing process is praying over anything that comes into the house, something simple like “Heavenly Father/Mother/God, surround us with your holy presence and bless this couch for the good of the family, let it bring us comfort and joy so we may extend comfort and joy. Aho.” Then I smudge it and let it sit for 24 hours, on the altar if it’s a small item, in front of it if it’s a big item like a couch.  If they are books, they get prayed over, then 12 hours in the sunshine and then smudged and overnight on the altar.  I want to acknowledge that every item I have has a sacred purpose, to minimize the importance of nothing.

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I stepped outside to drop some lettuce crowns off where the bunnies hang, and could see one bunny hidden under the palmetto fronds.  As I tossed the crowns into the side yard, I noticed the turtle  under the shade.  He meandered over and had first pick of the juiciest crown and began chomping away.  Bunny needs to know when to stay hidden and silent and when to appear and take what’s waiting for him.  I guess we could all learn that lesson.  It’s a balancing act for sure.

Only you can break the chain

Domino is a friend and comedic motivational writer that I’ve worked with for years.  She said, “I have been down in the dumps for weeks and can’t shake it.  People come to my blog to get inspired, they don’t want to hear my problems, they want to walk away lifted up, not dragged down.”  This is a Universal dilemma we all face at some point.  Age 29, age 39 and age 58, age 80 and 87 are years that, astrologically, the Saturn Return and Uranus Opposition occur.  These transits involve life review and personality integration.  It is ongoing and cyclic.  Some people find it hard.  It can be challenging, but it does not have to be hard.  One key is having developed your will to be strong enough to allow you discipline of mental focus. But she already knows that.    Her situation is that she feels she cannot write about her life when it is NOT going well.  That she can’t write about the thoughts that trouble her and the problems she faces.  I told her that would allow more people to relate to her, since she IS a positive and uplifting person and it’s of value to read  how she navigates her life; what processes she uses to keep herself sane when madness reigns on the homefront. Continue reading →

Coffee is SO a drug

I’ve been experimenting with coffee this week.  That is, I’ve been drinking it and noting how it feels in my body.  It’s definitely a drug.  I remember for 20 years working in law offices having up to 7 cups of coffee throughout the day.  When I began working on my own, with no one to buy and make coffee, I got out of the habit.   A few times a year at a conference or gathering,  I’ll drink some decaf with half and half and I’d feel a buzz from it.  The caffeinated coffee I’ve been drinking this week has been like rocket fuel.  I’ve been cleaning floors and weeding to stay in motion and burn off the energy.  I’ve neglected my regular visits to the gym because there’s so much to do here as far as yard clean up, deadfall pickup, I should be mowing every week now.  Amped up on the coffee, I was up to the tasks and got much done.  It did keep me awake but I expected that.  By the third day, I felt a twinge of heartburn and took that as a sign to lay off the stuff except medicinally.   The first day without it, my body wanted it and I had to remind myself what the consequences were: amped up, no sleep, heartburn = no fun.