As the curtain opens on the 2nd day of July 2014, life is but a dream. I’ve been saying this a lot lately, doing my very best to instill this truth more deeply into the psyche. My new living arrangement with my sister and niece is going very well; we all agree. It seems a type of heaven to me not to hear human voices or guitars in my space but I remind myself that life is changeable, constantly changing and shifting and not to become particularly attached to or have aversion toward anything whatsoever.
Finances. Always it is the finances! Warning! Astro babble: Saturn is conjunct my lunar nodes and squaring my natal Saturn really challenges me to look closely at reality and deeply questioning some aspects of my life where I have been treading water. If this sounds vague, it’s meant to. I share way too much personal information here… TMI as they call it. :0
Jupiter is trining (making a trine aspect to) my natal Jupiter — and I’m examining my goals, my beliefs and ideals, looking at what is really important. And today while there is a huge lack in one area, the challenge is to feel balanced, peaceful and secure despite that, taking refuge in my Jupiter/beliefs–the Buddha, the Dharma and the Sangha. (Always when saying the combination of those words the image of the Dalai Lama appears before me.)
The month of June was quite the blur with the moving frenzie; but I’m so happy to be settled into the new apartment that I share with my sister now. It’s nice to have companionship for a short while in the evenings as we tell about our day in the shade of the back porch near the pine trees. And there’s the company of her cat all day long (my niece is gone a lot and my sister has a job outside of the home so it’s me and kitty).
I’m considering some sort of reduced rate or special for readings in July. Several people have asked me about having another reduced rate reading special lately, so I will take that as a “hint” from the universe.
Physically I am not ready to go back to the Y for a workout yet… well, I’m toying with the idea of a treadmill workout later today at the Y if I get some things done that need doing… I’ve some clients to contact and student communications to reply to.
Anyway Happy 4th of July 2014 to America!!
If you see this blog but do not receive my newsletter and would like the half price 30-minute phone reading or mp3 audio reading, you can email me, firstname.lastname@example.org or I will come back to this blog post and add the paypal button for the reduced rate later.
We can make the appointment for you anytime throughout the month of July; you won’t have to have the reading this weekend.
Wishing you a happy July 2014 and amazing day today!
I came back to insert the paypal order buttons:
Regular price for years has been $65 for half hour sessions; so I made the half price amount $33 because 33 is a Master Number (numerology). The MP3 audio session is handled this way: you email me your questions (3 to 5 in number) by email or by filling out the form you are directed to after the purchase. I record the reading and send you an email with a link download from the FTP server… you simply click, save, listen.
Waiting for the sunset! or twilight or something!! I moved this weekend! Just remembered it was the Summer Solstice. I’ve been so busy, actually forgot.
I am sitting in front of two very large windows in front of my desk here in my room.
My large Buddha statue that was on my balcony is now sitting on my desk right in front of me looking serene, reminding me of the nature of mind and the nature of reality. I have nearly everything set up and put away… what a monumental task moving is. My son-in-law was awesome (he drove the u-haul) and my whole family helped. Everyone said, “You’ll never get all this stuff in that room! They shook their heads and smiled at me but I pre-measured and was confident.
I managed a bed, love-seat, dresser, desk, filing cabinet and large TV in here… oh and a book case with all my astrology books, tarot books and some others. (Had to put so many books in storage!! along with so much else!)
Anyway… I got all of my indoor plants set up in my room and I put the outdoor plants on the front and back porches, along with the bird feeder on a shepherds hook and out front a blooming petunia graces the door along with my two hydrangeas and between the bushes, my large concrete angel statue!
I have a huge walk-in closet and which was able to accommodate everything. My sister and niece are thrilled with the huge kitchen downstairs and brand new stove and refrigerator! We’ve been busy, busy, busy non-stop today like yesterday getting everything out of boxes and taking empty one’s to the dumpster.
It almost feels like I’ve gone off to college and have my own dorm room! Or maybe “Golden Girls’ (after the TV show)… my niece, my sister and me.
I can’t wait to start doing readings in this new location.
It was soooooo nice to get to sleep last night without people talking underneath my bed! LOL! and I will not miss the downstairs neighbor in the old place who played his guitar and sang like a coyote… bless his heart.
My sister, niece and I are getting on well, being happy to have everything set up here and having the old apartments empty, cleaned and ready to turn the key over to the rental office tomorrow!
We are both full of bruises and some cuts and our backs and feet are sore from carrying boxes and furniture and beds and everything up and down stairs!
I am waiting for the first STAR to come out (have a nice view of the sky now) but if it doesn’t hurry up, I may have to miss the event for this evening in lieu of a hot bath.
Tomorrow the phone gets hooked up here and the internet is still not working bur my daughter let me use her…
“Verizon 4G portable wi-fi”
…thing-ie which is really awesome actually. She uses it for travel on business trips.
I’m still looking out the window for a star. Not yet…
The sunset was a bit disappointing…. I guess my windows and the setting sun are a bit out of alignment for this time of year or maybe the sky was prettier earlier and I missed it.
My sister’s cat is a charmer… such a sweet and quiet cat, she hardly meow’s at all but is no trouble and very cute. I call her Natasha which is what she told me her name was but my sister and niece call her by another name. It’s nice being around her.
Well, anyway, I’m not waiting anymore for the first star to come out.
I’m heading for the tub and then to read my book a while! I’m so very much enjoying “The Cave in the Snow”–about the Tibetan Buddhist nun who meditated in a cave in the Himalayas for 13 years!
As hot as it’s been this weekend, its just fine to read about snow.
Speaking of meditating… right after a hot bath I’m going to really quiet down and meditate.
Hope you had a nice weekend.
I’m happy to have the change and am having many laughs with my sister.
PS ~ Happy Summer Solstice!! Hope you had a nice weekend!
Paranoia or Psychic Perception – Maybe Both. Here’s the contemplation…
Alright, I’ll admit. Today wants to end on a sour note, but I won’t let it! All was going well until late in the day, my granddaughter came home from school in a snit (she’s only 9 after all, has a head-cold and should probably be given benefit of the doubt) followed momentarily by the downstairs couple who forgot they weren’t out in the middle of the field in India as they came in from work. Indoor voices people! Geesh! And while reading this stuff might be having the superior, significantly-spiritual type clucking the tongue away and shaking their head, maybe even with a sly smile on their face—let’s not rush to judgment about these things.
Is it my paranoia or true psychic perceptions that cringe when realizing some folks have taken that smile that starts to form at the side of their mouth when they hear these challenges that the mountain yogi me dealing with this daily distraction stuff! Ha! One person said, “Easy to do it when you’re up in the mountains in seclusion but not so easy NOW, is it?” As if I’m now experiencing life for the very first time!
Wasn’t born yesterday my friends and I’ve been there, done that—after all, I raised three teen-age daughters on my own.
I come back into it now, however, realizing exactly what it all is—as before—but on much deeper levels. Now I see it as mind being irritated, mind being restless, mind being frustrated (no me) and what a view of it all I have! Can’t get this kind of stuff in a monastery you know!
For it’s the mind that is irritated—not me! And I’d have not come this far without my granddaughter and the noisy couple from India. Never would I have had this kind of ‘in your face’ stuff at these levels and in the perfect timing for me to reach these understandings with it all. Beautiful actually—just beautiful.
All kinds of things happen—the just do. Do I necessarily cause them to happen? Life. It just happens. We choose our reaction—the Buddha taught all that jazz.
Oh, I can hear the spiritually significant tongue-clucker now—influenced by all the new age book mumbo-jumbo. “You attracted your circumstances; it’s your karma!” Well, partially true if we consider our desire to evolve perhaps; but even if we don’t. Life unfolds as a matter of circumstances that we simply are privy to witness and we can only change our attitude about it. (Unless we want to be arrested for assault and battery—a bit of humor.)
What matters is the attitude and not the events—the world is full of desires and fears and pain and suffering and people generally reacting to it all the time. Today, my granddaughter and more times in the past few months than I can count, my downstairs neighbors are perfect examples.
And me too. My desire is for quiet and like the Rolling Stones as well as the Buddha have said, “Can’t get no — satisfaction.” Not from the outer world.
So where is it—it is beyond the world, even beyond the inner world—beyond mind.
Oh, you could say I’ve gone out of my mind and you’d be totally correct on some levels. I’ve realized that place that is beyond mind and all from humans pushing me there in so many ways so-to-speak.
I’ve also gotten hold of memory—the meaning. We mistake that we are this group of memories that we have created an ego structure out of. I’ve given this a good deal of thought since the Indians below me triggered a number of childhood memories and stimulated a fair number of unpleasant dreams, a few out-and-out nightmares. This causes one to question the nature of memory and dreams; but mostly memory in this case since hold a few and identify ourselves thus creating structure out of those aspects of mind and then say, “This is me; who I am”.
If our memories were our true identity then you’d think we’d remember more than we do—such as what you had for dinner last week or what you did on the 4th of last June. Unless something memorable, you don’t remember. What IS memorable, we structure an identity out it and call it “me”. It’s okay for getting by here but we have to remember it is illusion—and the ego’s reading this are screaming in your heads, “Not me! I AM REAL.” That’s okay; I wasn’t always ready for this understanding either.
Maybe it’s all about me getting ready for the inevitable event that we all face someday—death. It’s going to be easier to let go of this identity structure if we’ve realized all along it wasn’t real in the first place.
Here’s something C said in reply to a question about wanting to live, “To live, to die—what meaningless words are these! When you see me alive, I’m dead. When you see me dead, I’m alive. How muddied up you are!”
Enough about death—before I loose subscribers! People don’t like this subject. About memory, I like this quote: Use memory, don’t let memory use you! I should put that one on Facebook. Anyway, family stuff being triggered is all for the purpose of realizing its memory that I’m overly identified with—it’s all been very good spiritual fodder or grist for the mill as the saying goes. We need that grist to keep ourselves in true awareness—so tongue-cluckers who think you’ve got it made in the shade because you’ve read all the books and had a few evolutionary experiences and intellectually think you’ve GOT IT, maybe not so much or there’s always deeper layers and this has been a good one, still is.
The bottom line is we do not need to be set free—we already are. It is our identification with our body and the structure we created from memory that we over-identify as “me” and our desires that keep us going round and round again, lifetime-to-lifetime, which keeps us from the clarity that we were never born and never die.
All I can say to spiritually significant elite-ist tongue-cluckers is that understanding this intellectually is one thing and living it in the face of human intensity and applying it—well, how deep down the rabbit hole do we go? With each intense experience, I have deeper realizations that do not come from a book but from my own experience, my own mind but not even there… from a place where I am totally out of my mind. Hard to describe unless you’ve been there, done that.
I’m grateful when I can be in the right place with it all and when not, I realize I will be—eventually, all in good time. Patience and perseverance, virtues!
By the way, I am celebrating walking normally this week! I can wear a regular shoe and barely limp at all; as the illusionary body heals and repairs my broken foot illusion here! Have a great week dear friends of Light!
(Excuse me now while i light illusionary candles to absorb the illusionary cooking smells from the illusionary neighbors! laughing as I go… one more desire released… no longer desire to visit India! See, everything has a great purpose! ha ha)