WE DID IT!!!
We pulled off a Christmas!
Still not able to gather etc…
Last year we didn’t even put up a tree…
The results were dire
A depressed and empty existential crisis
That I was determined to avoid the repeat of!
WE DID IT!!!
We pulled off a Christmas!
Still not able to gather etc…
Last year we didn’t even put up a tree…
The results were dire
A depressed and empty existential crisis
That I was determined to avoid the repeat of!
Reach
Out
Towards each other
As the grip
Of light
Decays
Fill the hall
With
Music
Now
As shallow inlets
Tell
More
About
Small sweet nothings
Than
Truly
Deep waters
Keep your own self dry
Tallying
The best
And worst
With charitable blankets
Made of glass
Into the portico
You are all
Meant to pass
Through
Within one day of a warm nor’easter: at least 8 trees gone, one arch bent, planters cracked, lights broken, power out- but- thank goodness the ham had spoiled in the fridge because of faulty packaging instead of being in the oven tonight during our blackout… I’m having ice cream for dinner the second we light up again…
Cheated
Out of time
Cheated out dime
Running
Out of slime
Connected to whirlybirds
Suckling turds
And
Herds
Of Mari Lywds
Parading
In search of
Drink
The days
Of sandpaper
On sunburnt skin
Begin again
And
Fade again
As foundational
Suspensions
That I
May make
That I
May
Take
Me away
As an order
With strict
Instructions
From those chains
Of souls
Knowing well
Of who
They were
And
That came before
Lure me in
With their secrets
We walk
A strange road
Alone
With
Filaments
And
Follicles
Thru blades
And
Glades
Plateaus
Deltas
Bogs
In tattered rags
Trivial
Vitals
Left unattended
Now stranger truths
Invented In fiction
I see you
Hear no evil
I see you
If you
Could
Only
Hear
Me
The days have been simple and odd.
Our dear soft lady has flown.
Her frailty grew throughout the last 3 years, as did our resolve to retain the undying and loving commitment we had for her. As she left one aspect of living behind her, and then another, and another… we built and rebuilt ourselves around her and her needs. We would not ascend the stairs, we would not be on the couch, the rubs, the tubs, clips, and conversations became fewer, and scarce.
The greatest gifts and trials came from my knowing her.
The tangible context that had run through the fabric of our lives in this period, like a thread. Not holding it together, but adorning it, like a fine embroidery. Telling us for the rest of our days of the sweet stories long passed.
It may feel like a disconnection out of sync with its full concept. Maybe spelling out only a phrase, that once acted as a daily mantra. Edges frayed, and bits lost to wear and time. The original message obscured to you.
I squint now at this muddled joy, gaps left by the integrity, or lack there of…
Having leapt through this passage so quick, I now dream of the cherished freckles that gathered on that muzzle, through a lifetime of chewing on sticks while basking in the sun. Covered in leaves and pine needles, only taking a break to drink in the breeze and all of the data that could fit in a contented whiff.
~Charli Girl~
Willful beastie
And compulsive cuddler
Sweet like chocolate
Playful and smart
You will always know
That we miss you
By the hole you’ve left
In our hearts
Giant cycles
Fluffy stuffed animals
Games
Song and dance
With
One
Ouija Board
All thru silent nights
Lost in trees
Hearing angel voices
As it came
In a box
Sat on a shelf
Coveted for years
Until it broke
Lost
And the letters
Of wish
Hooves
On the roofs
And socks
At the end of the bed
For another
Accumulation
Of time
In the gaze of collective gatherings, former intelligence may have you giving away your agency. Sometimes doubting your own instincts as to how you fit within the constructs of the many. Practice knowing, every day, with precise language, what you like/need/want. Stick the emotional labels in your back pocket, they are not to be discarded. But, they won’t help you in your moment of need.
Go forward with new vision, from your perspective. You have passion for your being whole, knowing fully who you are. The pain to power mode is now switching on. You have felt the one, you can now start feeling the other. My Fire to Your Fire
x~J
Transformation Magick
Is for every being
As you walk
Your journey
Through chapters
Of life
Bridges you build
From place to place
As you remain an island
A private island
Adorned with what is you
What belongs to you
Only
The things
That you
Want and are about
Can make it over Your Bridge
And can stand
To be
Fully
In steadfast in footing
In the sand
Grounded
And within
The complete and total knowing
Of who you are
And can be
In this world
In absolute authenticity
With no question
No doubts
Live there now
Truly free people
Are Cats
Never to suffer
An Imposter
Never living
Outside from their
Authenticity
I have waited
And wanted
To place and build
A thing
Knowing
Plotting
Gathering
Materials
Each time
I’m ready
Something comes
Prowling
Pauses
And as I lay
Listless
In knowing
One cat like feature
That has made a nest
In my mind
Perks up
And
Says
Anticipation
Is building
Until then
We wait
What if you could do anything you wanted?
What would it be?
Despite reality….
What is that?
What does that thing, moment, place, time look like?
What does it feel, smell, taste like?
Can that depth translate to where you are now…?
Knowing that there may be someone somewhere right now,
Who is wishing that their be/do anything… is where you are…
Does it change your perception…
Or is the next level of choice enough to sweeten where you are?
Maybe the fact that this place to look forward to or fantasize about exists… gives a spark to feed your fire.
Beyond that fantastic thinking…
Do you feel then a longing to have what you want?
Some research on the subject… book, film, video, friend with personal knowledge… maybe this gets you more interested, or adds depth to your vision. And try not to listen to those who would yuck your yum~ if you get my meaning. They have hurt inside that isn’t resolved and zap those around them out of that unhealed wound ~ not your fault/responsibility.
Collect these bites of information, collect enough to feel if you have authentic need to make a plan.
Warning!
There may be adversities in the way…
For most of us hitting this wall, that seems ever-present, this will send us clear out of the dream.
But hold on!
Maybe at first impression, you don’t have the resolve to try to find a work around. In most cases there are ways to get from point A to point B… in a lot of cases it can/will be obscured by obvious hindrances.
The ignition though ~when the plan becomes apparent is almost better than achieving the thing as a whole.
Perhaps just subverting the gate kept secrets to getting the once perceived un-gettable makes it worth the trouble… and even in this stage… sends a ripple out through the community and collective unconscious… messaging to others with a whisper…
Anything is possible…
The effort taken, will never be in vain.
But really. What would you do today, right now as you are reading this, if you could do anything?
My Fire to Your Fire
x~J
I built a fire
With burning hot coals
My embers
Just
Waiting for fuel
I watched
Waited
And found
The kindling
I needed
That belonged
To only me
Sleeping
Waiting
Patiently
For me
The anticipation
Between us
Sparked
A great inferno
And behind my eyes
All can see
The fire
That now
burns bright
Inside of me
Taking care
To fill my cup
This year
More than ever
To boot
Knowledge
And waiting
Patiently
For more
Knowledge
Listening
And watching
When the tag
And label
Reads
Click click click
I am ok
With turning
Going
Leaving
The old road
Behind
I will remember
How I remembered
You
x~J
This is my lil gift to you!
I’m glad you found it!
I have not posted the link anywhere! So if you’re reading this… well, I guess it was written in the stars.
How are ya? How ya been?
Me? Well, I’ve had a bit of a rough spell, within a rough spell…
And all the universe wanted to do was say the ride ain’t over- watch this!
I found a stabilizer tho… it was focus. Listen. To myself. Only myself.
There were many moments where I forgot to do meaningful things just for my benefit during all of the hubbub. I got lost there. And it made everything little that I used for tools to stay my course seem harder to employ.
My resolve was to eliminate as many short form quick fixes, for steadfast long term solutions. And knowing myself well enough to know that where the temptation to linger on the whys and oh no’s, gloom and doom offered up 24/7 at the tips of our fingers…
The little voice inside said, you don’t need that… you should cut ties. You need to simplify the situation. Bigger things are coming. Get ready so you can grab on and hold tight.
If this is something that you needed to know, think about, or wonder on… I hope it can be a gift from me to you.
As this year winds down, I hope my inspiration can help fuel your inspiration~ ❤️🔥 My Fire to Your Fire ❤️🔥
x~J
IMA DAY LATE THEN!!! lol
Anyway…
Scenes of Christmas past…
I was thinking of sorting through some decorations yesterday to start the festive month off… BUT
We had quite the storm the night before…