11 or 9? “6 of one...”

01/11/2020; 0831

Rise: 0724

Set:   1654

Cloudy and cool [but unseasonably warm]

Mellow feeling this morning. Not high, not low. Not comfortable yet not ease. A day of The In-Betweens. Body is feeling quite good so far today. 

Rune: Laguz

Oh, so much on the mind this morning. 

For instance, I would love to continue our exploration of numbers. It really is a fascinating subject and today’s numbers alone offer us so much to take apart. I also want to talk about my day yesterday. I noticed that I haven’t mentioned much about my Devotions and Rituals. Then, as I look at all of this, I have thoughts about this project and feel the need to, perhaps, explain a little more. 

So, here’s what’s happening currently, Fellow Travelers. This is where the project is at. Right This Moment we are trying to keep with everything that has been - The Themes and Lessons and Observations, The characters, the tone. All of that. TheProject is as The Project has always been. 

But, we are also trying to expand and develop. We have touched, briefly, now on The ARTs. They have forever been and will forever be. The practice of The ARTs is all around us - no matter who we are, what we do, or how we live. The ARTs are all independent of each other, excepting those ARTs derived from a combination of others. Still, they all stand alone, in their arenas, in their corners. Painting is an ART independent and on its own. It happens on the canvas. It is reserved for those who paint. 

Still, who defines the canvas? Painting meets construction and woodwork when the canvas becomes something crafted. Painting and construction and woodwork meet acting and singing and dancing and lighting and sound...when the canvas is a stage set. Painting meets mechanics when the canvas is a vehicle. 

The ARTs intertwine and engage across all paths. Each teaches us something different, sharing new perspectives and opening new paths of thought and processing. But, each lesson can be carried into the next ART.

I have spent years around entertainers and, at times, being one myself. One of the greatest abilities you can develop is the ability to just keep going. Mistakes happen. No matter how good, or well versed, you may be...shit happens. It is your job, then, onstage to keep the action moving - to cover the mistakes. 

I was told once by a Master Carpenter that, “A good carpenter is not one who does not make mistakes. A good carpenter knows how to correct, cover, and work around his mistakes.”

And, here you have your first Life Lesson from The ARTs - Shit happens. It’s not about not making mistakes, or being perfect, or getting it right every time. It’s about putting forth your best effort at the time, and picking up the ball when you drop it. Oh look at that...another ART reference. 

[Yup. Sports are most definitely ARTs.]

So, the ART we are dabbling with is technically Divination, for we are analyzing the energy of numbers. But, numbers spill into other ARTs. For instance, Knowledge of Herbs; Knowledge of Potions; The ART of Healing. [Please forgive me. I am pulling from memory. I do not currently have a copy of the list of ARTs.] All three of those in one. 

In certain magickal corners, the best potions/mixtures never contain even numbers of ingredients. It is always odd - 3, 5, 7. Interesting. Aren’t those all Prime Numbers, independent of themselves and not a compound of other existences. But, wait, that’s math. But could that very philosophy be why we only use those odd numbers? [Personally, I think I only ever went to 9 once...and I didn’t like it very much.] 

And, numbers are in math, accounting, music, construction. All of existence is built on numbers. 

WALT: But...you digress…

Yes. So, The Project is all of these things. But, it is also like a journal. It is my experience, through my eyes. It is the people, places and experiences that forge my being. This has been an awkward thing for some time. But, it is what it is. I am currently trying to mold it into something...I don’t know, I guess...productive. This is why I have been sharing all of these other random details. They are the things I have to pay attention to, for they are the things that have helped me understand. 

For instance, I had a really strange day yesterday - vibe wise. I just kind of hit a spiritual pinnacle and stuck there. I know this, because, for as much as I can remember about yesterday, it is all blurred. The vision of it, the recollection of it is all blurred. This tells me that I was present in the moment. I was aware...but not conscious. [I was very much moved about with purpose yesterday.] I knew it was the Full Moon. What I did not realize until late last night was that there was also a Lunar Eclipse. I learned this and suddenly was just like, “Ah. Now I get it.” 

I mean...I don’t actually get it. But, at least I understand why I was in a fog. 

It is now 2230. 

My day was not what I had anticipated and I find myself lying in bed. There was still so much to write. Perhaps it is better left for tomorrow.

Peace and Blessings, Fellow Travelers.