Today I’m dreaming of… not a white christmas… I’m dreaming of a world of lawn mowers with mufflers!
Why in the world do those machines have to make such loud noise? If we can put a man on the moon, we can make mowers that don’t break the sound barrier! Can’t we? I’ve asked myself the same question about motorcycles and 4-wheeler mountain bike things.
I’ve come to the conclusion that it is possible to quiet those machines but the men who make them and ride them (I suppose we should say people—it’s not always a gender thing)…. Anyway, they like the noise, the sound, the motor revving and all of that.
I mean just look at the NASCAR thing and I rest my case. It is what it is. But what about the rest of us who relish the gentle sounds of nature instead and feel invaded by these monster noises? I’ve got to come up with a plan—spring and summer and stupid mowing season is just around the corner.
It actually arrived here yesterday and after dark and in the field across the street from my living room where the muggle man who massacred all the trees there last summer (his property – or so he thinks – so his choice). I laugh at those who own property for all of this land was stolen from the American Indians who really couldn’t understand how anyone could own nature in the first place. I’m of that mentality but back to the problem of the non-mufflered mower and the muggle man who is going to ride upon his all spring, summer and fall (thank goodness humans don’t mow snow!) and how I’m going to handle it!
Yeah, okay. I’ll admit being spoiled by my peace and quiet here. It’s been heavenly here—like I said quiet and peaceful—for the past eight years. Now that’s changed! And bless her heart! I do wonder about the old lady who owned that house and property before the master muggle bought it–is she cringing from heaven itself! As a medium I know that the who cross on the other side release attachments to earth possessions (for the most part anyway). Let us hope she does not see or care; her son told he how she loved her home and garden and the trees and flowers.
It used to be a shady and enchanting English bungalow or Tudor type architecture home and landscape until the muggle (who bought it after the elderly lady died) changed the whole look of the place. Her beautifully landscaped trees and flowering bushes are ripped away and the house front is shingled with wood shingles that do not go along with the brick and the whole English Tudor look—gone.
Well, how he changes the look of the house is not my concern really; I’m thinking about how I’m going to handle the…. Well, to quote the Grinch, “”Oh the noise, noise, noise, noise, noise. There’s one thing I hate, all the noise, noise, noise, noise!”
Now, we all know that what we focus upon expands! The more we put our attention upon something, the more we experience it and not only that—the more real it becomes and then to top it off, the more of it shows up in our mind! Like weeds, it grows, like weeds! (and muggles mow weeds–so this has to stop! ha ha)
Knowing all that, I’m looking for guidance about how to deal with it within my own mind and heart. “Nip it in the bud”, I say. It’s going to be a long and miserable mowing season for me unless I do! The guy is already mowing his mud out there! It’s just now turned March and we just had a snow storm last weekend. Talk about early! It’s been raining like crazy and even if it wasn’t, the ground is soft–muddy this time of year!
Never mind that. It’s a fact, they don’t make mufflers for those things because if they did nobody would like to ride them (riding mowers) and nobody would buy them. They’re loud and they disturb the peace—it’s a fact. Now, how am I going to handle it?
THE ORACLE ENTERS:
I need to turn to the oracle—need some inspiration, some guidance, some advice. Well, guess what card I just drew? I thought of the question and shuffled my tarot cards and what do we have but the 3 of Pentacles!
Let’s start with the basics. It’s and earth card—pentacles equals earth and involves practical and earthly matters. And this card is about (to me) lessons, earth lessons, and life lessons. The person on the card always has me thinking of the word “apprentice” or someone who is still learning. I suppose that would apply to both the muggle and me.
I will leave what he is learning to himself, his soul and the nature spirits. Not my business except for the fact that I need to remember that he is here learning as much as I am. It’s obvious that what I’m still learning is non-judgment and tolerance. I must use this as an initiation or spiritual test—that’s what I’m getting so far as the oracle message goes as it applies to my question about how I am going to handle the muggle’s marathons mows.
Tolerance, patience and those things and mastery over myself in those areas. I should feel thankful for the opportunity to practice every time the muggle’s un-muffled mower makes its mark on my ears!
After all, I am here to master my emotions. This is the card of “work” and in that sense, his noise won’t really interfere with it—I work in the den which is a room farther away from the invading, intruding, insidious, irking…. Okay! I need to stop that!
And yes, of course I know that blogging about the problem is going to add energy to it; yet, better to get to the core of it now and find a way to deal before a molehill becomes a mountain if you know what I mean. Besides, if I share this with others in the cyber world maybe it inspire them regarding handling their own frustrations and irritations. (That’s always my intention in sharing these things.)
Gosh, suddenly I’m remembering the good ole’ days when I used everything as grist for the spiritual mill. Once when I was getting new tires put on my car (this was years and years ago) at a Wal-Mart, I was sitting in the little waiting area. I’d already completed what shopping needed doing and besides, walked to the point of fatigue. So I sat down to rest in the automotive waiting area. There was a door that mechanics and were coming in and out of and each and every time they did the door slammed louder than any door I’d ever heard!
Each time I jumped even though I knew the slam was coming ahead of time. There was some sort of motor that closed the door after someone went through it. Anyway, I utilized the whole affair as a test for myself to see if I could not flinch and jump whenever it slammed. It was a challenge!
Look at the card of the 3 of Pentacles; we see someone there holding a diploma with what appear to be (perhaps) spiritual teachers behind him. Could I integrate the concept that the muggle is, in some way, a spiritual teacher that I’ve somehow called forth to help me… well, to help me graduate. In looking at the 3 of Pentacles tarot card, I keep focusing on that diploma that he seems to be holding in his hand.
Patience and tolerance for people of earth! And their loud machines! I need to develop a tougher outer skin especially where my sensitive ears are concerned. I think that being psychic and “a sensitive” is something that plays into the equation. I am very accustomed to listening to every single sound that comes to my ears which is part of being clairaudient in my profession as a psychic.
I will use this as a test so that I can retire into the west – I am suddenly thinking of that line from the movie, Lord of the Rings. The Lady of the Wood was put through an initiation by the power of the ring and said, “I passed the test, I shall remain Galandriel and will diminish and go into the west.” She passed her initiation and I will use that memory and the 3 of Pentacles to inspire me to pass this new test put before me. I shall not fail this initiation.
The 3 of pentacles is also about the cycles of nature, reaping what you sow and working in the fields; in other words, doing your spiritual work on earth.
And that spiritual work involves working with the reality at hand—whatever that reality happens to be.
As I think of ‘reality’, I am reminded of the Buddhist teaching about the nature of reality and no matter what challenge I have in life and of all of the teachings I’ve come across, these teachings are what always bring me back to balance and restore harmony.
We can, in fact, persevere through obstacles by remembering the true nature of reality—it is the combination of illusionary energy that is both real and an illusion at the very same time. Ahhh, that though alone helps us lose our grip on temporary frustrations. It helps us loosen our grip on any event, person, circumstance or experience that we tend to make too real and consequently causes suffering.
My Herbal Tarot deck (image above from Herbal Tarot and also the Connolly deck) recommends the use of GENTIAN which is a herb that helps to release frustrations and irritations.
As a tonic GENTIAN is used to treat hepatitis, jaundice and liver disorders. As a FLOWER ESSENCE it is used for those who become deterred by setbacks.
Meditate with GENTIAN and it will help to open the 6th chakra so that a deeper appreciation and insight into the mechanics and skill or situation will be revealed so that one can see one’s way through a difficulty.
Essentially, the 3 of Pentacles has a lot to do with releasing frustrations and irritations. It was THE most appropriate card to pull today in my consultation of the oracle about my mowing muggle neighbor and those associated frustrations and irritations.
When next I hear the muggle’s mower motor, I will remember the oracles advice and think of the 3 of Pentacles. I will also think GENTIAN and perhaps order some of the flower essence to add to my drinking water!