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New Moon Musings – May 2017

An ancient Blog, discarded for a time, to renew and compost into thoughts of old patterns and new potentials…  like a nut on the ground it’s food long since snatched up and nourishing another, older body.    Yep, that’s us today.   😀  walnut

Recently, I lost my phone, for 12 days.  It had died, it had fried, it was gone and offline.   I was effectively Unreachable when not at work, except by the few times I popped online to login to my facebook messages.  Otherwise, totally incogNate-o.    All my e-contacts were gone (no , I do not back up to “the cloud”, and my physical paper-analog Address book did not have all names the phone did.)  Mental note: get better at updating Analog technology. 😉

This experience was actually fairly nice, by the fourth or fifth day.   I stressed over “DISCONNECTION!” for the first few days, and realized just how OFTEN I had been texting Tammy daily to coordinate the sprog’s activities and say hello, and a few other friends I usually SMS with outside of facebook.  But that eventually settled into the new routine.

I also realized what apps and things I used my phone for were actually “important” to me, and not just “time wasters”.   The garmin synch for my walks/jogs was missed.  as was Geocaching app. (and associated C:Geo app).   resetAlmost all the other Games and gadgets and gizmo apps were relegated to the Dustbin of Dis-use.     Overall, it was a great RESET.

However, I needed (ok, Wanted) a new phone eventually and wound up splurging a little on a Samsung Galaxy s7.   Another thing I had discovered (after how to text and add contacts , etc) was that I missed using the camera to send silly pics and capturing random moments with the kid.  Yes, it’s a symptom of the Social Media generation I suppose, but I rather Enjoyed visiting the waterfall once a week if just to update the “Cover photo” on my facebook.  So, New phone in hand, I set off to refresh that image.    THE CAMERA IS AWESOME!

20170524_141647.jpgCompared to the old device, I think this is a better camera than even a Real Camera I used to have back when married.   This phone rocks. It took the pictures shown here (but the smaller version posted does not do them justice).  My favorite is the “walnut” one above.  That was a happy little bit of Serendipity, where I was just snapping pics and wondered how it would focus if I just set it on the ground “upside down” near that walnut shell, and clicked the snap-pic button.   I was beyond pleased with the results!

That photo actually inspired a little “writing challenge” to be posted here later.

So now, with new phone in hand, a new “lease on life” and a new monthly payment (lol), I think I’ll endeavor to persevere and Blog a bit more too.   Might as well flex the fingers, since my Jogging/Walking the Year is also doing quite well with the warmer weather.  I personally hit 100 miles so far!   More than I’ve ever done I think. (or at least tracked.. which this phone can do too!)

The only thing that would make this reset even MORE exciting is if I payed off some debt and had less working-hours between the jobs… but that’s a brightness down the Tunnel for another time.   poi_blessing2A near-future time, so I’m looking forward to it, but today, it’s the little victories that count.   Every first step begins the Journey, after all!



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Serpent's Tongue – interesting?

Hey you RPG-playing friends of mine,

I funded a kickstarter program, which I thought actually looked cool.

I’m curious what you think of it, in a meta-game sort of way.

NOTE: this is not an add to get you to also join in.  🙂

Basically, take your average TradingCard Game, like Magic:TheGathering, where you play the role of a magi and must defeat your opponents.

The spells are “spoken” by decoding a little sigil/glyph on the card that corresponds to a key with “letters”.  Kinda like the secret decoder rings we used to have.    Simple level 1 spells are 3 syllables it seems.  (FUS RO DA!) and if you don’t say it right, you mis-cast the spell. (the pronouncing is on hte bakc of hte cards so others at the table can verify it’s correctness or not.

Instead of a deck, you put your cards in a little soft-cover “SpellBook” (that looks like it’s essentually a single card-holder sleeve on each page) to add to the feel of casting spells from your grimoire.

I really REALLY like the meta-idea of learning the spells “rote memory” the more you cast them, and get better at decoding the Glyphs on the fly as you familiarize yourself with the key over time.

What you think?   😀

Sprogling’s been playing Magic and made up his own “spell game” with his lego guys, so it’s ramping up to TableTop time in the next year or so.

I also kinda like the idea of this concept as a springboard for “learning about Magick”, as in the Hermetic sort as part of a more general study of different churchy type things.  His pen-pal in Brazil is wiccan so we’ve been discussing the differences between our more Unitarian/Methodist visitings, and the sort of ‘pagan stuff’ he finds at Fairy Festivals.

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Awkward catharsis

I’ve been doing a little meditative work for “The Circle of Shamans Without Borders” over the past two weeks. Not every day, but as best I can, and often closer to 10:00 pm than 7:00 pm on my timezone.  Still, it is something that at least lets me feel -slightly- better about ending my day.

I have a deep-rooted Dread (yes, with a capital D) regarding society today that I have tried to keep under wraps and dismissed as over-dramatic conspiracy-theory-ish folly.  Then again, I also think that dismissing such things is what got us to this point to begin with.   Thus, the unbalanced mood lately, and inability to focus on the details of things.

Recently, however, I found myself feeling altogether different about the whole topic of the Deepwater Oil disaster.

I was sitting outside last night, trying to visualize my opening ‘circle’ and was struck by a profoundly angry sky.  Physically, it was overcast and warm; a wonderful summery evening to sit outside.

Metaphorically (Etherically? Astrally?  Mentally?  I’m not really shamanic in my practices), it was an oppressive weight crushing me to the grass.   I cried.  Real little-kid-upset tears, at being berated so sternly by the Sky.  I was an ant, helpless and afraid, and scraping my meager scraps of glucose from the blades of grass and gathering dew while dreaming of building a fortress in the sandbox.   It hurt my heart, and cut my spirit.   The oil, it flows, and there’s nothing I could do about it, except be blamed for everything I did to cause it.  I was at fault.  Knowing even a single human being, made it my fault.

Honestly, it was scary as all heck, and something I’d prefer not to repeat again.  If that’s shamanic work, I’m not wont to continue it.  Yet, I think I should.

I should, because after being left feeling raped and shattered, I picked up the shards of Me and went back inside to get a drink of orange juice.  I needed something cold and soothing.   I began to feel Lighter then, and a strange sort of hopeful and bittersweet about the whole situation.

Like lancing a boil to drain the fluid before it infects the surrounding tissue, I felt relief, but not closure.

I’m left today at work with a sense that while there is nothing I can immediately do to affect the oil spill, I should continue to apply energies to the healing of the land.  It’s nature responding to humanity’s greed, and rather than fight upstream against the flow, I need to merely turn into the current and help steer away from the rocks below.

It sounds totally depressing to try typing into words, but I can’t help but feel better that it happened somehow.  Fish will die, coastlines will need cleaning, and a terrible tragedy has been unleashed.  I do not deny this.   I feel bad not feeling worse that it happened, though.

The cynic in me thinks maybe this waste of oil will speed along the endgame, so that it’s not quite as deep a trough we are sliding into? The optimist in me feels conflicted with the caring/feeling person in me that maybe lots of stuff dying will help more stuff stay alive?   (Hiroshima stopped the war, after all)

I’m not sure what I think.   It is almost a sort of Ennui, but more cynical, and resigned at Fate.

But I think a bit differently today than I have been.

Bear with things… it’s a weird river I’m rolling on…


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The Mystery at Everthorn Farm! (a kid's quest)

We have been cleaning up around our farm this spring. I’m talking a good thorough tear-down of old buildings, unearthing half-buried pipes and scraps in the old cistern, and other such things.

In the course of these events, we cleared out a small cement ‘pit’ approxinately 2 feet deep and 4×5 feet, which is within a few feet of the well. Our guess is this is a trough of some sort from when the well had a hand-pump. Our plan is to use it to grow worms or other compostable critters, since is is moderately self-containing.

As we cleaned out the decades of trash from this pit (which had bits of pipe, broken bottles, barbed wire fragments, and lots of rooty weeds) the kid decided to do a bit of archeology himself with the last few bits of stuff found at the bottom amongst the dirt. Since this past Monday, he has been actively pondering these artifacts and asking the grandparents, his teacher, and random strangers what these clues add up to.

There are NO wrong answers here. (I’ll post the best theories he came up with later this week, and unfortunately, our camera is broke, so no photographic evidence. you’ll have to settle for MS Paint!)

Can you solve the mystery, using these clues?!

1) A small glass ‘tiger claw’, (actually: shard of broken window glass) approximately 1 inch in length.

2) One strangely shaped bone, approximately 4.5 inches long (broken scapula? Skull fragment?)

3) A small dark blue, 2-hole button (such as on a shirt)

4) A small length of chain, with fat 1/2 inch links, un-rusted, approx a foot long found buried in the dirt.

5) A very rusty fork, with four straight tines and a simple pattern.  (cheap flatware)  One of the middle tines has 1/4 inch missing from the end.

6) A handful of sandy dirt.

Glass Tiger ClawStrange BoneSmall Blue ButtonRusty Fork

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