Pretty Little Box

I received a wood burning tool for my birthday and a bunch of watercolor tools and paraphenalia.  The Witch of Forest Grove had a lot to do with inspiration. I have some practicing to do, some finer tips to buy but we shall see how this progresses.  What I really love is that I can start and complete a piece in far less time than with needlework.  OMG.  Needlework is so time consuming.  Not that I don’t love it, I do.  It’s my passion.  But I love other things too and have been desiring to get back to painting and learning some other things.

So.

Ta da!  I call this As Above So Below. And there will be more…

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The Week In Cancer

I believe that when you chatter carelessly about a big change that’s in the works, you’re in danger of draining it of some of its potency. So I don’t want to trumpet or gossip about the gift that’s on its way to you. I’ll just mention that it’s coming, and urge you to prepare a clean, well-lit place for it to land. Here’s a hint: It could, among other things, help you convert one of your vulnerabilities into a strength or inspire you to start transforming an area of ignorance into a future source of brilliance.

Well this could be cool. Lots of places to land, they’re pretty shiny clean, and I’ll go check the lights. Cuz I got a lot of empty spaces…

I was sitting lying in bed this morning thining about a potential job that I have a phone interview for this morning.  This is my second phone interview in a week.  And while I’ve not received any invites for in person interviews, I have to say that there has been more activity in the past month either with jobs to apply for or from interest that I’m actually starting to feel hopeful again.

This interview today may or may not come to much.  It depends.  It’s with one of my head hunter agencies and the guy could just be sussing me out since he doesn’t know me.  BUT.  These positions from the head hunters pay a lot more money than the usual work I do.  Twice as much in most cases.  And I found myself wondering how I would feel with a little monetary success.  And part of me was really excited and part of me was scared.

Ah, well. Future tripping is not typically a good use of time.

So, off to my acupuncture appointment later today then a couple hours work organizing someone’s office.

Gorgeous full moon last night.  Rites tonight.

You Can’t Save Your Face and Your Ass At the Same Time

Given a choice, I’m going to choose my ass every time.

We are only as sick as our secrets. Some think I should save face and never ever mention how I’m feeling at any given time. That speaking out about my own reality is actually a show of weakness. That I am living in self pity when I do that. That I am undignified. That I am an embarrassment and inappropriate. Whatever.  I disagree. Adamantly. I think judgment and intolerance and inability to allow me to be who I am, my own unique and wonderful self, an insistence that I be like someone other than myself, is very sad.

“Allah loves wonderous variety.”

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Around and Around We Go

If I wasn’t so frikking pleased I’d go into a deep and angry rant about the irresponsibility of casual and scary diagnoses by physicians who aren’t qualified to make said diagnosis.

For the second time this year, my father was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s and Multi-farctal (?) Dementia. For the second time that diagnosis has been reversed. OMG!Yay!OMG!Yay!

This was wonderful news to receive. This past week has been just bizarre and scary and thought provoking and and and…

We are overjoyed at the wonderful news that Dad isn’t going to have to face this in addition to the other health challenges he faces. And neither will his family. The change in his attitude is beautiful to behold. Besides the gift of the relief, it’s also given Dad a new focus on enjoying each day because we simply don’t know how many more we have.

Dad and Mom are celebrating their 55th wedding anniversary today. It was beautiful, sweet, and just too darned cute to watch them as they packed their day packs and trundled off for a mountain day hike. Very cute. Still doing one of the things that brought them together so long ago.

Happy Anniversary my beloved parents!