Flowing from bird watching to people watching – Life is but a dream

June 25 2014 waterfall

Energy is starting to FLOW again–especially in my arms and hands!  ( Moving injuries.)  Back in elementary and high school, I’d often get into trouble for looking out the window.  People drive by all day long here and have to slow down in front of my upstairs window because there is a speed bump outside of this group of townhouses.  I do have my bird feeder out back and there are a few branches on our side of a tree that is in between us and the neighbor that I can hang a feeder from for Natasha (my sister’s cat) to google the birds… she likes to sit my window ledges and look out.

Spiritual Path:  No aversions, No attachments, No preferences — Buddhism

BUDDHA ON MY DESKI still marvel at the nice view I have.  I’d prefer (but trying not to!) mountain views but since I’m here, it turns out that I get to look at the nicest townhouse in the whole place of rows and rows of townhouses.  I think that the resident there must long for or perhaps miss a real home, evidently really enjoying working in the yard, his and the end unit next to it.  He has the whole place edged with an electric edger and the grass is thick and green and he has flowers between the hedges that he trims and encircling the flowering tree in the front.  I do love flowers and i get to look at his flower handiwork across the street from my window.  He’s out there a lot tending to the lawn and flowerbeds.  I understand that.

Yesterday, I re-potted two plants and planted a 3rd with flowers and added soil and miracle grow to all of them.  There’s something about working with the earth and flower/plant kingdom devas (spirits) and being out under the clouds that soothes the soul and heals the heart and mind.

Arranged the downstairs pantry with my food and cooking stuff and today my bedroom closet is the aim–everything is topsy turvy in there from the move and I can’t find a thing!

Today I see more emails from students and clients which are piling up which needs tending to as well.  Meanwhile, having traded bird watching for people watching as the background activity to my psychic work and writing is an interesting switch.  Change (switching things around) is good as my youngest daughter said and its true.  Yet, routine is good too (its comforting) and the current flow of energy will take me there eventually.

Opps!  a UPS truck just drove by my window and maintenance guys in their golf carts try to whiz by speeding around the speed bumps when no car is parked in their way.  Such is life in the townhouse community here… and the laundry is done so I need to flow it into the dryer.  Just going with the flow is so nice compared to the intense rush and physical exertion of moving my sister and I into this place.  This has been the month of polarities, for sure!

♫ Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream….. ♫

Go with the Flow!

PS — Oh, and that guy in the townhouse across from ours… he has pretty blue lights in this windows and across his door… lovely to see at night too (especially since the street light blocks out the stars at night which I’d prefer to see at night, but pretty blue lights are just fine too.

Actually, the blue lights remind me of the blue light surrounding the star Sirius which is where I’m from–yes, I’m an alien and starseed.  You are too, but I won’t tell anyone so don’t worry.  

 He has quite a few blue lights out there… and you sort of feel like telling the guy that Xmas is over and to take down the lights but actually I think they’re pretty.  And an adequate substitute for stars I suppose.  They are beautifully placed and as tactfully, tastefully pretty as the guys lawn and flowers.  LOL  And I still see trees… an awesome pine across the street and another flowering tree and behind the rows of townhouses more trees tall and above the roof line.  Dryer just buzzed… better fold clothes now.

 

Summer Solstice 2014

Looking for the first star on the summer solstice from my new room
Looking for the first star on the summer solstice from my new room — we moved yesterday!

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!

Words from the Life of a Psychic and Form is Emptiness

Form is nothing but emptiness

Emptiness is nothing but form

Word from the Heart Sutra which holds my life together.

Form is Emptiness
Form is Emptiness

Here I go again–using this blog to sort out my personal life.  Therapy for an “off” day here and there I suppose.  Maybe that’s it.  Write it out and it is released.  Not energized further.  No.  Released, that’s all–sorted out and seen for the silliness that it is, the illusion that it is.  Maybe this post could be called something like ‘The Life of a Psychic’ or some such.

BLOG INTENTION, ASPIRATION:  Yeah, but in the spirit of Tonglen, knowing others out there feel this way from time to time or there are those who know this feeling right now just as I do.  Hello to you and may this feeling for us all and package it up and see us all being free of it, having compassion for you and for all those who feel a bit disoriented or perhaps are also in the midst of a move… whatever it is you are experiencing may we know that we are not alone… there are always many others who also go through this and may we all be relieved of this suffering or uncomfortable feelings such as they are… and may we all come to contentment and peace and may I be part of that process through my love and compassion for us all as we move through uncertain times. May this blog in some way be helpful to you.

Here it is, this feeling I’m sorting out or trying to heal.  And the internal feeling comes from attachment to  STUFF, yeah, form appearances–things.  Actual material things.  I told you this is silliness being sorted out here!  I already feel better really looking at this using some logic and intellect to soothe the …. well, the what?

Beyond what words can show, it is.  How about a picture to describe it?  A bit like the scarecrow from the story ‘The Wizard of OZ’.   That scene where parts of him were over here and over there and some he didn’t know where!

No, I’m not falling apart but rather I am realizing this whole Buddhist thing about the non-self and yeah, attachment too.  How can part of me be in a storage unit (we took a lot of boxes and things, forms) and loaded them in the vehicles and unloaded them into a storage unit.  As I tried to fall asleep last night I kept flashing on the dark rainy rows of storage structures and the number on my own with the lock and my things inside.  Yeah, it felt like parts of me were there, haunting my ‘things’ in some way.

Another part of me was hanging around my sister’s apartment, haven spend some hours at her place over the weekend helping her clean and pack.  Yet still, another aspect of consciousness was hanging around the new apartment that we’re going to that is getting updated appliances, new carpet, paint and so forth–do I really belong there?  Where is my place when I also see flashes of the last few things leaving this apartment unit.  I’m all over the place!  Like I said, silliness in the life of a psychic.

I’m feeling a wee little bit like crying (its mild), but have no real down-home authentic reason but for the fact that I’m feeling homeless and even without a self, more like a floating spirit neither here, nor there, everywhere and nowhere.  And the Buddhist teachings speak of emptiness in view of it holding form and formlessness such that everything is actually non-real as if it were a Moon’s reflection in the water.

I think again of that song of enlightenment, “All these form, appearance emptiness; like a rainbow with a shining glow…”

And one of the other lines is “Just let go, and go where no-mind goes.”  

Taffy pullI guess I’m having to do that a bit as I feel pulled in many directions like taffy.  Pulled, stretched, thinning out…. and definitely no place to ground.  The lessons of impermanence and non-self and forms being emptiness by appearing just the same… these are all being re-enforced within me.

At the same time, it feels like my solar plexus is torn a bit.  Here I am looking at an application, another one, for an apartment that I applied for on April 2nd and last week I found out my application was nowhere to be found.  I now have to fill out a new one!

Meanwhile, I am trying to visualize how I will fit all my necessary “stuff” into the master bedroom of the apartment that I’m sharing with my sister and her daughter, a teenager!   I feel grateful to have a place to go.

GRATITUDE:  I CAN DO this, of course I can and am so grateful to have some shelter so that I’m free to go without having to break a lease just as soon as I get a call from one of the many places upon which my name is on the list.

fill out the formAnd so the story goes.  Maybe I feel a bit better for writing it out?  My tummy is still topsey-turvey but I’m telling myself to enjoy the experience such that it is.  I’d better get that application filled out (another form—“all these forms”— and anyway get it resubmitted.  Forms are only emptiness.

 

“…just let go. And go where no-mind goes!”  

Form is nothing but emptiness

Emptiness is nothing but form