Sunday, October 31, 2010

Samhain Blessings

May you walk with Spirit and may the Spirits walk with you

Tonight is a night to call out those who came before.

Tonight I honor my ancestors.

Your blood runs in my veins,
your spirit is in my heart,
your memories are itouch my soul.

I remember all of you.
You are dead but never forgotten,
You live on within me,
and within those who are yet to be born.

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Sunday Sermon, a tad early

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

~ Marianne Williamson.

Our yoga teacher read this at practise today.
It resonated for me.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Sunday Reveries

Honor your own complexity.
Mark Gerzon, Coming Into Our Own

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Something to think about.

A friend on another blog site asked the question: What kind of old person do you want to be?

Having just come from visiting Beloved's Grandmother, who in her 90s climbed a tree at the reunion this summer, and smoked a joint - but is slowing down in ways that are "concerning."

I'm getting up there in years, and I find myself looking at random old people and thinking, assessing, "planning", evaluating... -

I want to be a crazy old lady who laughs alot.

I want to be the white-haired crone who blesses hand-fastings

I want to be the wise woman who heals

I want to be the grandmother who bakes cookies, climbs trees, and wanders the woods with her grandkids

I want to be the elegant senior who treks around the world sipping coffee and wine in cafes and bistros everywhere.

I want to be the kind of old person who fondly remember the adventures of the past and the way things were, but doesn’t live there anymore becuase she’s too busy embracing the adventures of today.

what kind of old person do you want to be?

Friday, October 15, 2010


Not kidlet, harling, witchling, or elfling friendly
Carry on!

A Public Service Announcement.

Helpful Hints For Winter

Keep your headlights clear with car wax!
Just wipe ordinary car wax on your headlights. It contains special water repellents that will prevent that messy mixture from accumulating on your lights - lasts 6 weeks.

Squeak-proof your wipers with rubbing alcohol!
Wipe the wipers with a cloth saturated with rubbing alcohol or ammonia.
This one trick can make badly streaking & squeaking wipers change to near perfect silence & clarity.

Ice-proof your windows with vinegar!
Frost on it's way? Just fill a spray bottle with three parts vinegar to one part water & spritz it on all your windows at night. In the morning, they'll be clear of icy mess.
Vinegar contains acetic acid, which raises the melting point of water---preventing water from freezing!

Prevent car doors from freezing shut with cooking spray!
Spritz cooking oil on the rubber seals around car doors & rub it in with a paper towel.
The cooking spray prevents water from melting into the rubber

Fog-proof your windshield with shaving cream!
Spray some shaving cream on the inside of your windshield & wipe if off with paper towels.
Shaving cream has many of the same ingredients found in commercial defoggers.

De-ice your lock in seconds with hand sanitizer!
Just put some hand sanitizer gel on the key & the lock & the problems solved!

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Rabbit made me do this.

Really! He did! See?

* 1. What is your favourite word?
I don't have an all-time favourite word. I love words. I get several "word of the day" emails in my inbox daily. I'm told I have an obnoxious tendency to use big words.
I become intrigued by a word until I find a new one that tickles my fancy. I am fickle word lover.

* 2. What is your least favourite word?
I gotta go with the Rabbit on this one - No. I hate hearing it. (Don't mind saying it - but that is another story innit?)

* 3. What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
Actually, I'm not sure. I'm not sure I want to know. Inspiration and flashes of creativity seems to come from unexpected places.

* 4. What turns you off?
Dogma, rules, "boxes", uptightedness (yes, that is a word. I just made it up, but it's still a word)

* 5. What is your favourite curse word?
I use shit and fuck alot. I don't know if that makes them my favourites or just the most easily accessible.

* 6. What sound or noise do you love?
I love hearing laughter. I love hearing silence. I love hearing nature's music with no human interference.

* 7. What sound or noise do you hate?
Persistent incessant noise: other people's music blaring out of their cars and drowning out my music, or my enjoyment of nature, or my conversations - Seriously shithead, your music isn't THAT good. I also hate the sound of someone barfing. And snoring? grrrrr
Loud cars and motorcycles (loud=/= fast, it just means your muffler be broke)

* 8. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Travel writing/photography

* 9. What profession would you not like to do?
Teaching (any age group) I have no patience. Actually, having no patience eliminates quite alot of careers.

* 10. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
Girl, go back, start over, and this time, really give'em what for

Your turn.

Sex After Death.

A couple made a deal that whoever died first would come back and inform the other of the sex after death.

Their biggest fear was that there was no after life at all.

After a long life together, the husband was the first to die.

True to his word, he made the first contact:

"Marion ... Marion"

"Is that you, Bob?"

"Yes, I've come back like we agreed."

"That's wonderful! What's it like?"

"Well, I get up in the morning, I have sex. I have breakfast and then it's off to the golf course. I have sex again, bathe in the warm sun and then have sex a couple of more times. Then I have lunch (you'd be proud - lots of greens). Another romp around the golf course, then pretty much have sex the rest of the afternoon. After supper, it's back to golf course again. Then it's more sex until late at night. I catch some much needed sleep and then the next day it starts all over again"

"Oh, Bob are you in Heaven?"

"No. I'm a rabbit in Arizona"

Wednesday, October 06, 2010

all on an autumn day.

The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and dependent on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as if it had nothing else in the universe to do.
~Galileo Galilei

Sometimes there is magic(k) in the most mundane of things...

Sunday, October 03, 2010

Sunday Sermon

You do not need a parachute to skydive.
You only need a parachute to skydive twice.