My daughter just reached the age where she wants to do my makeup and look in my jewelry box. I blame her recent Venus return. As we go through my small collection of rings, bracelets, and necklaces, the conversation is like this...
The 405 Likes to Dance
The 405 likes to dance and sometimes, if you’re lucky, you can dance with him for miles right through the golden hills.
In-Flow
I always hesitate at the edge of the Ocean before putting my toes into the water. There’s something about touching the edge of an entity so vast that gives me pause. I think about cold depths, miles of just water touching sky, and all that the Ocean must know in its millennia of being.
Scent and Sound
A couple of weeks ago, a box arrived from my cousin with birthday gifts for my daughter. When I opened it the smell of her house filled the air. I was immediately back there. Her home smells like clean linen and a bit of powdery lavender with hint of pine and humidity. We live almost 2,000 miles apart, but the scent travelled in the box as surely as if it were carefully packed and placed there. Strange how that happens.
So Obvious
The night of the last New Moon, I did an impromptu pull of the cards while waiting for my kids get ready for story time.
Run
Sometime in early January, I participated in a wonderful guided meditation. At a certain point in it, there was a pause to receive messages from your Ancestors. I remember leaning in to hear them speak, eager for any wisdom they may have for me. The one word I got from them was, “Run”.
Lagniappe – Scaring Away Shadows
Yesterday was the Fourth of July, and last night the City went big in its celebrations. After weeks of hearing fireworks go off in bits and spurts, there were numerous and constant booms from just before sundown to around midnight. This was heard from all directions - from the mountains to the ocean.
Sleep and Dreams
The subject of Dreams have been popping up lately for me. It’s there in conversations started with “I had the weirdest dream last night…” or mentions of Sandman or dreaming as good physical and spiritual health or excellent blog posts like Mist and Ether’s “Tarot Dreaming”...
The Bike Path
There’s a saying in mountain biking that’s usually true - “Your bike will go where your eyes go.” This means that if you’re riding along a path and staring at the ditch alongside, eventually you’ll end up in it.
Steady Beats in Interstitial Time
I’ve been taking a little break from social media. One night as I checked Twitter one last time before going to bed, I just thought - "OK. Enough with that.” It was one of those strong overriding thoughts that I usually pay attention to when I get them.
