I took a few longish walks this week to find my path again and to release all the negative everything that was inside of me to refill it with all positive things. So this poem really spoke to me as I was looking for a thought to put up. It also helped me to feel better physically which in turn let me get the posts for today up yesterday like I had been doing but was unable to for a while.
There is a lot to be said for walking in the grass among trees and other things pleasing to the eye that Mother Nature and Gaia gives us to look at. They also provide us lovely things to smell like flowers and fresh cut grass just to name a couple. They give us things to feel the different textures that the world around us offers. They help to ease our troubles and worries to hopefully all us to gain a better state of mind. If you do not live in a home where these things are not just outside your front door trying going to a park or forest preserve and walk there. It doesn’t need to be a long walk as you can still experince the afore mentioned things by sitting on a bench or lawn chair or the grass to take in what beauty is around you.
I also encourage you to take some type of trash bag with you and clean up what others have just left on the ground that interrupts the energy we can feel when surrounded or in nature.
Blessed be dear Sisters, Brothers, and Friends!
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I hope this at least brings a smile to your face!
Depending when we get Big Dwag’s Jeep back that is in for repairs to the power steering stuff whether or not I come back on a little later to do the northern hemisphere’s tomorrow posts or not. It is still rainy and cold here so no relief from the fibromyalgia flare I’m in, in the near future. But I felt I needed to go back to doing all the regular daily posts as it is not fair to you for me to give up doing all the posts that you are used to seeing on WOTC just because it hurts me to type.
OK, so, here’s what’s going on with me and posting… We are in the misted of changing from summer to fall which means a painful time for people with chronic pain, fibromyalgia, arthritis, etc. This along with long days with Big Dawg serving paperwork and than not sleeping enough because of the pain has my body in revolt. It is all I can do to get out of bed or off our couch to do anything. Typing or using the mouse is pure agony because of the nerves in my fingertips being super sensitive to touching anything and everything, including giving pets and scratches to our fur kids 😥
So, I will be only doing horoscopes, moon phase, northern hemisphere planetary positions, daily correspondences, and a spell until this recent acute fibromyalgia flare decides to calm down. The posts I am doing will go up probably on the day of and whatever time of day I can handle sitting at either my desktop or using my laptop to do them.
During a Skype chat with my coven yesterday I found out about some herbs that may help to keep my nervous system better under my control instead of it controlling many of my regular daily activities which includes all WOTC things. Now I have to find out where to either order them online or a store that carries them.
So please bear with me I will get back to full regular daily postings as soon as I can. Thank you once again for your support, caring, and comfort while my body and I aren’t on good speaking terms.
Once again I’ve been up most of the night. Between WOTC and helping Big Dawg with his job plus extra house and yard chores I’ve reached burn out again. So, I’m taking thus weekend off as it’s a very busy one to regroup and renew my energy levels.
Wishing you all a great weekend.
Man “Haven’t we met before?”
Woman “Yes, I’m the receptionist at the VD Clinic.”
Man “Haven’t I seen you someplace before?”
Woman “Yeah, that’s why I don’t go there anymore.”
Man “Is this seat empty?”
Woman “Yes, and this one will be too if you sit down.”
Man “So, wanna go back to my place ?”
Woman “Well, I don’t know. Will two people fit under a rock?”
Man “Your place or mine?”
Woman “Both. You go to yours and I’ll go to mine.”
Man “I’d like to call you. What’s your number?”
Woman “It’s in the phone book.”
Man “But I don’t know your name.”
Woman “That’s in the phone book too.”
Man “So what do you do for a living?”
Woman “I’m a female impersonator.”
Man “What sign were you born under?”
Woman “No Parking.”
Man “Hey, baby, what’s your sign?”
Woman “Do not Enter”
Man “How do you like your eggs in the morning?”
Woman “Unfertilized”
Man “Hey, come on, we’re both here at this bar for the same reason”
Woman “Yeah! Let’s pick up some chicks!”
Man “I know how to please a woman.”
Woman “Then please leave me alone.”
Man “I want to give myself to you.”
Woman “Sorry, I don’t accept cheap gifts.”
Man “I can tell that you want me.”
Woman “Ohhhh. You’re so right. I want you to leave.”
Man “If I could see you naked, I’d die happy
Woman “Yeah, but if I saw you naked, I’d probably die laughing.”
Man “Hey cutie, how ’bout you and I hitting the hot spots?”
Woman “Sorry, I don’t date outside my species..”
Man “Your body is like a temple.”
Woman “Sorry, there are no services today.”
Man “I’d go through anything for you.”
Woman “Good! Let’s start with your bank account.”
Man “I would go to the end of the world for you.”
Woman “Yes, but would you stay there?”
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(SIDE NOTE: This is for anywhere on Mother Earth/Gaia where Wasps can be found.)
I have very little trouble admitting that I’ve killed more than a few wasps in my time. I’ve always had a live and let live relationship with bees, but wasps have always been on my kill-on-sight list.
I even went so far as to order the most souped-up electric bug-zapping racket I could find on Amazon. This thing is a one touch-one corpse gadget, and it has left a pile of wasp bodies in its wake, let me tell you. I also added the salt shooting “Bug-A-Salt” gun to my backyard arsenal. Think of it as a shotgun that fires table salt that obliterates insect pests.
So what good are these things that offer up painful stings, build nests under our eaves and decks, and seemingly do little else besides buzz around you and your family while you’re trying to enjoy a night on the patio?
A piece up at ThoughtCo.com says that wasps of all sorts offer some great ecological benefits like “pollination, predation, and parasitism.” I know what the first two are, but the last one sounds like a word that describes many politicians.
Wasps are apparently interested in more things than just stinging us:
“For instance, paper wasps carry caterpillars and leaf beetle larvae back to their nests to feed their growing young. Hornets provision their nests with all manner of live insects to sate the appetites of their developing larvae. It takes a lot of bugs to feed a hungry brood, and it’s through these needs that both hornets and paper wasps provide vital pest control services.”
So, wasps handle some of the much-needed pollination jobs, and they kill and eat all sorts of pests like caterpillars, spiders, and aphids. However, they are temperamental and territorial, and will happily sting you.
I’m not going to apologize for the ones I’ve “removed from the game,” but maybe I might not be so quick to grab my zapping racket and Bug-A-Salt gun in the future.
It begins with the little things
Shadows in the corner
A quick glimpse and then nothing
Observed, perhaps
Too much uncertainty
And certainly not put to memory
Like a whisper in a crowd
There and then quickly dissipates
Maybe you question for a moment
Then rationalize and continue
And it continues
With objects slightly out of place
A crooked painting
Chairs that seem abandoned
Lights flash in a darkened room
Or a sudden chill in the air
Intuition is speaking
A feeling that keeps coming
Something is stirring
Something that isn’t right
Triggering defenses
Your mind now constantly moving
That newfound feeling
Gnawing ravenously
Building a mystery
No longer just on the inside
Visible now, like an open wound
Irritating confusion
The need is growing
And you begin to question
Your senses first, your sanity second
Tiny lapses in the time stream
What should have been,
Replicated with another version
Short on the how and why
But again, it’s been rationalized
Different thoughts for now
New explanations
But then you begin to realize
The other thoughts remain
One’s onerous and dark
It’s you they are coming for
Edges starting to fray
Pulling away
The hunger growing
Paranoia and accusatory
But of what accord is the wonder
Suspects in every direction
But no case in point to reference
Careful questioning
As the days continue
Evenings fading into night
More oddities in the shadows
Growth of unclaimed activities
Actionable encounters
Footfalls deep into the darkness
Too loud to pin to a dream
Scratching window on a cloudless day
The feeling of something stirring
But when and where and why
There’s a thinning happening
Blurring the distant vision
Double takes and reexamination
And the missing things
Now more important things
Searching becomes maddening
Suspicions manifesting
Eyes shifting and observing
Borderline panicking
Brow sweating, heart pounding
Vision darting, silence deafening
Madness overtaking
Ears ringing, haunted singing
Laughing becomes screaming
Fitful dreaming, broken thinking
Tearing, swearing, earth shearing
Ground shaking, everything breaking
Things corrupting, flames erupting
Evil rising, synchronizing
Head pounding, body shaking
Smoke coiling, blood boiling
Sharp stinging, barely clinging
Alarm clock ringing…
The last two days in our home have been way of normal. Sunday, I didn’t get the Monday posts up because I was in too much pain after we drove 220 miles to serve paperwork. Yesterday we had to go bring a new battery to my youngest son, so he was able to start his car again to go to work. As we left to come home a major belt on the Jeep broke 4 blocks from my son’s home. We were able to get it to a great auto repair shop but that’s where the real fun came in. We were there 5 hours waiting for the part to come, the auto parts store lost power we had to wait for the part until power was restored and be put on. Oh, I forgot to mention it rained everywhere we were all day yesterday which isn’t fun with artists and a bad fibromyalgia flare. We left home about 10:00 AM and didn’t get back until around 8:00 PM instead of about 2 PM. Needless to say, our fur children were not happy with us and had very empty tummies their normal dinner time is between 1 and 2 PM. So, I had plan to do today’s posts when we got home but both of us could barely move due to sitting in chairs that were uncomfortable for hours and just being in the Jeep for so long. Anywho onto tomorrow posts that go live today.
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