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One Strand

As my body has recently recovered from a scary thyroid storm, and my weight finally back up,  my my drift refuses to comply to peaceful possibilities.  I may have something wrong and need to get it checked (IBS or something).  It’s weighty when you hear “You need to get this done now.  Death is real”.  We all know that it is, but when someone else tells you that something so small like a thyroid could hurt you or erase you, things become more alive and more real or I suppose I could sulk.  Not how I am, though.  Because at the end of the day, behind my eye lids lies myself and I. 

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A lot of my analysis have been about the consequences of actions and the inability for humans to fully understand them, in the greater whole.  However…. life can be simple.  Life can be one strand strung among many but,simply, a strand: a peaceful way to opportunity, revelation, and ultimate freedom of self.  One strand, strands alone.  Simply.  Lovely.  Even though it may be my strands of hair around the drain 🙂 oh thyroid, you odd thing.

The picture above, represents my approach to modern medicine and natural medicine.  I’m using kundalini and other methods to call upon healing among the great web.  Modern medicine has helped to find the issues.  Though, my friend did this strange test on me a year ago and found the issue far before the dr’s did.  She was studying a sort of reflexology and physiological responses.  I can’t say I know what it is call that she did.  But, there’s so man other options out there for scrapes and bruises, for a broken heart, and more than modern medicines and their sharp tools.  Though necessary at times, we can find the heart of nature or loved ones to envelope us in healing.  I’ll never look at a cloud the same, and because of this, my head is high and my heart open to the truth and my feet pressing for freedom!  I just started my wild flower garden and look forward to its harmonious cries.  Listen.  You can hear your life cry or send it on the wind.  Choice is always behind the eye lids you lie with at night!  I’ll be back with more philosophical analysis of what is and isn’t.  But, until then my choice is simplicity and love.  Sometimes the thoughts need a fluffy bunny pillow to rest, and this rest is filled with family, friends, and opportunity, as the strand blows so gently caressing each day and moment following a way towards freedom. 

Now I’ll keep posted the methods used for treating the IBS and Thyroid.  And so far, taking life slow, being responsible in diet and body, are the most beneficial!  I’ve found many teas that help a lot, and of course never pushing the body.  No more hand stands to back bends in the back yard! Not until my body says it’s ready.  Breathing is also very healing: from the root to crown, and you can do it at anytime!


Thyroid Storm

Well, this has been the most eventful new year ever! I didn’t declare any resolutions but opened my mind and heart to the haps of life in the “happy” of the new year. And so they began, I had a blockage and lost A LOT of weight. Concerned that the medications weren’t helping and possibly cancer, my husband takes me to the ER. There they find the blockage, and I don’t have cancer! This is a burden off my shoulders like no other and feel like I could dance and sing though I’m still gaining meat on my bones!

After this event, my thyroid must have decided my body needed help and began to go into 6th gear. Yes. Thyroid Storm. For a few days, I thought perhaps it was just weakness from the blockage, until it became too much. Thankfully my doctor let me see him quickly, and with out hassle and gave me the treatment for the Thyroid Storm. Why not rush to the ER since it can be fatal you may be wondering, well I haven’t insurance! With in 48 hrs of thyroid suppression, I could move again! Think! Feel! Smile! I was so shocked that such a thing as a thyroid could, BOOM, freak out and hitch hike on a roller coast I’ve not been riding.

So, during these times you find out who your true friends are. You find out that “I care for you” may mean “I’m just nosy, bored and jealous” or “I have no life”. It could mean “You mean more to me than my job” or “I’ve cancelled all my plans for you”. And, all of these I have experienced. I thank to cosmos for my good sense to read the signs and know what the universe is telling me. It’s telling me to be ALIVE. It’s telling me of humanity. It’s tell me that I have every right to be a nice person and ask a question nicely, but I don’t have to be yelled at and try to make it right. There is no living by living in the realm of the oppressors. Oppression of my thyroid was beyond my control. And, oppression from humanity, economy, and such are also uncontrollable. But, we have the choice to walk away: middle finger up if you feel so obliged but I could care less. When I see a human “caring” out of self indulgence for the sake of whatever they stand to gain, I can not rush them to the ER. No. But, I can lessen the ripples of the echos in this web of life but walking the path of self awareness and as best open to freedoms as I can, with knowledge and love that soothe the tremors of humanity. And, I think the catalyst for those who betray, lie, or become aggressive and hurt in anyway is unhappiness. Now that is a dose of energy I do not wish to bath in. Instead, I embrace my shadows and weaknesses for what they are and hope they help me keep afloat on this river unwinding. Now, if my thyroid tries to drown me, well then I will go to the ER hehehehe

So, beyond that, I have been dreaming up art pieces and spending time with my little gymnasts and teaching the idea of virtue and morality. For like my 6 year old says “All things are imagination and are not real until we imagine them to be so.” And the imagination of love and war, make for interesting convo. Hm. Please respond to your theory on these two elements and their fabrication, for I must rest my weary head! Until soon 🙂

 

Lore

 

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Equality

The equality of love is hate.  Or rather, you can not have one with out the other.  And, unfortunately, for some we experience true love and then are provoked into true hate.  After many months, I’m still finding out things that went on for the sake of a “name” or “business” that was pure betrayal.  Naturally, love would want to try, excuse, or talk it out: but when these things fail there’s either loss or war.  In my case, it’s neither.  I find that you can love what what meant to be with out changing what is and letting go of what was.  Was is all lies of love? No, it’s not because it never was.  But the actions of riding on the coat tails of this love is what I chose to let go.  It has awakened in me a type of realism that humanity is so technologically dependent words are so easily manipulated that humanity can make love or war with a single work.  Our legal system knows this is probably the only benefit for the sake of words.

INTERESTINGMEMORYAnd for that I’m grateful! Never the less what’s left after all this?  An action.  The moment of destruction or heart warming truth.  Still hearing things that have been done, have simply been a manner of weighing what to let go, what to love based on memory, and what to do.  The actions have purely been underhanded business deals, nothing more.  But, hey, gotta make money some how.  That’s just not my way.  This is action.  So, I chose to act to let go.  And, yet, I write this but only for the sake to make known the idea of memory.  Why? Because another betrayal bit of info found its way to my ears that had been listening to lisa thiel and aching due to the weather.  The most fascinating thing is that I have met a lot of amazing fun people I was told weren’t worth the time.  And so, flinging in my ears, this new bit of information, I realize that love is ever so blind, thus the excuses to grasp a moment against fear.  But, not even those involved in the web of my life could find any rhyme or reason for the bits of information floating in.  Not gossip, but action.  Action here means something concrete, the act of war, the act of love; the deliverance of such information to provoke another aspect of action: Truth.  And, the reason is because truth is a set of freedoms which begets action. We’re essentially action and consequence within the webs we weave and the Truth being relative to a set of morality and ethics, veiled.  But, when I met these worthless people who were lovely, I knew then that my action of love blinded me to the truth of my own set of morals and ethics.  Within business, I wouldn’t be under handed, you’d hear me for my beliefs, but those are the ethics that define me and cause my actions.   So who has more ethical and moral benefits; the lover or the fighter (and you can be both)? Should I denied participation? Kept everyone at arms length and let only those who are interesting enough to get anything from close to me?  Close enough to not care by action which would then naturally define the cyclical myriad of the human collective.  “Tis better to have love and lost than to not loved at all” or “what’s love got to do got do got do with it” hm. Well, when I see, hear, and watch the betrayal unwind before me, I realize, it doesn’t exist.  Whether you start a business with your spouse, by a car with your lover, or invest in property with a boyfriend, morality and ethics remain causing action provoking either love or war which then determines the morality of said person and…….. but I will also say this: war is blind too.  It can cause you to take over a nation and lose the respect of your people, it can cause you to cheat on your spouse and lose your wife but either sucker you wanna be… what do you stand do gain?  Nothing.  I realize the actions of only myself and the cycle of the path of morality and ethics that suit me willing to take on the consequences of my actions defining the aspect of me!  But in a world of change, loss cuts the web, retaliation burns it, but moving moves with it in now. as it always was.  Move with the flow of life and truths and standing up for the aspect of your beliefs will make a difference in the way things evolve.  Many speak of Kharma and forget about Dharma.  It is all now.  The unknown Truth, that which leads me.


Circle of Witches

Lord and Lady, Thank you for being beside us as we stroll down our path. Remind us that that path is meant to be done at a dead run. The path is made to meander along and explore the joyous wonders of life that are all around us. Help us to see the differences between what is important and what isn’t. Help us to be happy with what we’ve got and not to worry about the things that we don’t have that are not necessities. Help us to obtain all of the necessities, including the necessities of the spirit and of the heart. Blessed Be!

From: Circle of Witches

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Weaving Webs

Shake my hand.  There you take my residue.  It’s unavoidable to not exchange energy by something as simple as eye contact.  It says “I see you”.  It validates a person.  Likewise, when we don’t look at a person or whatever cultural exchange of energy, we “offend” or “deny” the exchange.  But, is that so wrong?  I must say I do not like to be hugged by just anyone.  I’ve felt my energy being sucked out of me by certain feeders who lives only to make themselves more energetic than everyone else.  This is power lust essentially and lack of self.  My power is in me and nothing more or less.  But together we make a vibrating, extended web of energy that if not met with wisdom can harm or hinder someone.  Not just intentionally feeding on the energy in the room, but having a bad day and dumping on your coworker, or spouse.  Making promises you don’t keep, entering someones space after you have yet calmed down from an intense phone call, or manifesting an action with out thought or conviction cause a negative ripple of residue scattering down until it’s burnt out or builds up.  Who knows which.  That’s why it’s important we all take responsibility for our personal space, our thoughts and intentions, and how we look, touch, and think about other people.  Yes, maybe you wanted to buy your boss a coffee, but was it just to hope she’d burn her lip?!  Deep inside we need to ask ourselves “why am i doing this?” and also “why am i with these people”.  Do you want to be the one accepting the coffee?! Not me.  There are ways to protect yourself from these negative daggers through mental shields and simple energy blocks but when you do that you may miss some goodness too.  So discretion advised!

Family is irreplaceable but that doesn’t mean you have to spend everyday with them or week or month.  In today’s culture, we do not foster a familial setting.  We have severe individuality for the sake of freedom, which isn’t bad but we’ve lost the know how to honor culture, energy exchange, and the true meaning of the person from the inside as a being among other selves.  Rather we see them as a worker, or “It’s moms birthday I’ll give her a call”.  The residue of tradition lies in us all as we crave love from our family, friends, and others, whether we want to admit it or not.  This spherical web is more spread out from one “point” to another.  But since there is no such thing as a point, we must admit that this sphere is in fact pulling within itself because we yearn for the other “point”.

I’ve never agreed with the theory of relativity and that’s why. Space and time are not married.  We live outside time and are members of spacial bodies.  These bodies do pull for other bodies and are pulled by gravity, sure.  But when the coming together of these “points” of say a love, the result is one.  Theories go one from here as to what happens to matter.  I like to think that all these spread out “points” will be one in an unwebbed, mass of vibrating, energy of whatever residue is combined.

Because of this, rather becoming one, imploding into a worm hole, or exploding into beyond, we need to try and watch the residue! Check intention, take responsibility, create the whole self and not take from it.

I just did a cleansing ritual for this Harvest moon, and I realized how much residue of others I have been dragging around and pulling towards me while other of that nature gravitated and those wary enough repelled.  It wasn’t horrible residue.  Just a bit of sadness and a splash of insecurity.  And though I’m sure my journey will be littered with negative residue, this only balances the ying and yang.  We can not have positive with out a negative, folks!  But I don’t advise robbing a bank so a cop can gain glory through an arrest and declare yourself “well balanced”!  Uhm, no feel the vibrations of each action and you’ll see the human crisis of not addressing residue, and acting irrationally to rob a bank which creates a need for a residue cleaner.  Negative energy can be experienced in healthy life trials that do not have to send you to jail!  Though, some people may need this.  I would assume or it wouldn’t be happening.

So until we take responsibility for the residual affects we have in our thoughts, intentions, and actions.  We will continue to paw at the ball of yarn mewing for mothers milk.  Maybe we should call our moms!

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Chamber Series and Crafts

So I have begun the next batch of chamber series pieces and began to wonder what people use them for! I myself love the idea of carrying around charged herbs or a tiny pebble or even a whisper. But, I’m wondering when alternative jewelry will become more variable and trendy! I’m trying to make alternative and slightly religious jewelry with more fashion awareness implied, but I also like the beauty in the antiquated satchel or medicine bag! So it’s time to get back to work. I think if we had a way to carry around our beliefs we could raise energy and hope via trendy transportation. And we all know that incorporating spirituality in day to day life makes us all more happier, connected people! What we put on our bodies matter: so a spritz of parfumerie or a dab of jasmine oil, charged with hope in on a petal in a chamber! No more shoving it in your pocket hoping your craft doesn’t get squished and energy dismembered, rather something proudly displayed and visually appealing. Good looking and good feeling that is my hope!

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