Comin' Round the Corner
- The Rev. Matt
- Jul 20, 2020
- 23 min read
Hey, gang! Welcome to my life – where anything is possible and nothing is as it seems. I’m Freedom and I’ll be your host, coming at you from within the depths of Geistopia.
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Thing 1 & Thing 2
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It is…Sunday, July 19, 2020. Time...Emancipated
Theme – Self-Realization
I hope I can do this Theme justice in this post. A lot of things have kind of come to my attention…my awareness, over the past [several] week[s.] Just little moments of recognition and it makes me wonder just what it is The Universe is trying to tell me.
Lesson – Enjoy the Moment for What It Is
As opposed to worrying over what it is not. Everything is temporary and we are always going to get where we are going. So just enjoy now for now’s sake.
Observation – Something’s Not Right
This is a much more personal Observation than most. I just have this sense. I cannot put my finger on it. Something isn’t right. It’s not that something is wrong or hat things are bad. It’s just something isn’t quite right and I can feel it in my bones.
The Post
I…I just don’t have the words for my week.
WALT: I feel like every week starts that way.
I believe you are correct.
WALT: And yet, somehow each week you manage to find those words – many, many…many words.
You’re an ass…
JOHNNY: Reverend!!!
…ertive bugger, aren’t you?
WALT: Just me…bein’ me, man.
JOHNNY: Now, Reverend, please…in these sensitive times, could you please…
Probably not. Just save your breath there, JoJ.
JOHNNY: JoJ?
Johnny on the Job
WALT: Technically, that would be JotJ.
Shhhh.
Did you ever stop to consider that you might be a large contributor to all of those words.
WALT: That’s really not what’s important here, is it?
Mother…
JOHNNY: REVEREND!!
…do you think they’ll drop the bomb?
WALT: Mother do you think they’ll like this song.
DOC: Musser do you sink zey’ll try to break…my ballz?
JOHNNY: For the love, gentlemen…Reverend, your numbers have never been that good in the first place…and somehow, they have still managed to plummet. Do you realize that you are currently averaging 7 readers per post. SEVEN, Reverend. Seven!
WALT: How many?
DOC: I sink he said sewen.
WALT: Seven? Well, now, that’s hardly worth the ass prints it leaves in the chair.
JOHNNY: Precisely, Walter.
WALT: Walt.
JOHNNY: What?
WALT: Just Walt, man.
JOHNNY: Walter, please…
WALT: I’m gonna kill him…no better yet…I’m gonna pants him. Meet me in the parking lot after the post. ATOMIC WEDGIE!
JOHNNY: This is precisely the problem. Listen to us acting like uneducated, uncultured buffoons.
WALT: Hey, man, speak for yourself…he’s not acting.
*FREEDOM gives a look*
JOHNNY: Gentleman, it is these kinds of shenanigans that keep us running in unproductive circles. I mean, Reverend, seriously, seven readers. You can’t even become relevant in your own circle of friends…
*a sudden and hard silence falls over the studio.*
DAYummm. Boy be talking harsh. Listen, Johnny, we’re not doing this for the recognition.
WALT: And yet, ‘recognition’ is part of the Theme of the Week.
That’s not really important at the moment, is it? He’s right. Let’s try to get a lil focused…for Johnny’s sake. His panties just got 4 sizes tighter. Look at him. All scrunched up and uncomfortable.
JOHNNY: Reverend, one of these days…
WALT: I’m gonna cut you into little pieces.
We got a Floyd thing going on, huh?
WALT: Sure, why not? Ya can never go wrong with Floyd.
Anyway, it was a week like every other week – intense, strange, random. Not as Magickal as I would like, but everything is a little give and take, I suppose. I just can’t ever let the path I am on extinguish The Magick forever.
*deep sigh*
OK. So, getting focused.
Like I said, life is happening and things are [technically] good. But, something doesn’t quite feel right among it all. I’m not saying that I think there is something bad out there. Just…something isn’t situated quite right. I’m just slightly off course.
The problem with this, as with any measurement, is that the longer I am off course, the further I will get as well. Even if I keep myself straight and narrow, the path will lead far from The Course.’ But, what could it be, really?
There is definite tension with Hoagie. It is long past time to get out of here, I believe. Still, I am not completely prepared. The -Vid changed plans and focus and I am still catching up. We seem to have just reached this point where our two personalities are clashing. We live in two very different realms of existence and they do not meld. I know it is time to leave. The signs have been clear.
But how?
This is one of those self-recognition things. What is happening at The Dorm, with Hoagie, seems to be a pattern in my life. It is very akin to everything at Old Geistopia. [Minus the absurd conflicts.] Without getting into details, here is what I am recognizing and taking from it:
I don’t do well with people. Not in constant and long-term contact. Part of this is that I become invested in people. I want the best for them. I want them to be happy. I want them to be healthy and just feel good. I want them to experience The Magick that they desire. It’s kinda who I am. So, I give…I invest. I will support and encourage and nurture in anyway I can.
However, as an empath and a healer I am very aware of the things they do contrary to what they say they desire. Feeling the blockages in a person’s life is no different than feeling them in their body during a session. So, I get concerned, and worse, frustrated when I can do no more. So I need to become detached.
But, also, I have recognized that I really am a solitary person. It’s not that I don’t like people or company or activity. I like these things very much. It’s just that I enjoy stillness and silence so much more. I need it really. I need it to heal and recover myself. [Another self-recognition: I really do go all in for the things I do…and I can feel it.] So the quiet and solitude do my soul a world of good. But, also, I just like to flow from thing to thing and it is how I get my best work done. That becomes more difficult with more people about. The flow not only helps me get things done, it is part of the releasing process.
The Job is doing it’s thing. It could be an interesting week. The GM is away. There is tension between me and one of the other shift leads. He is having a problem with me, but I do not know what it is. There is also going to be some tension with the closers this week, I think. The closes have been sub-par at best. This has been a struggle for some time. I have been trying to handle it all slowly, but now, with the promotion, my inclination is to get a little more rigid. This week, I have two closes as the only manager. We’ll see how that goes. I still don’t know about any of it. It’s there and I am doing it. And, I am apparently doing surprisingly well.
Another Self-Recognition: I do well at jobs. In 6 months they decided that they wanted to promote me. It was the same thing I worked for this same company [different franchise.] And when I worked at Friendly’s and even at The Theatre. They wanted to do more with me and make me more a part of things.
I don’t know what this really says about me or what it means. But I do know that it is a trait that people do not see when they look at my resume or know my work history. It is assumed that because I have been here and there that I am not much of a worker, not very committed. This is very far from the truth.
This trait can even be found at The Seasonal Store, which begins [slightly] tomorrow. In three seasons I climbed right up the ladder. Of course, I am still not certain about this decision either. And, I am supposed to start tomorrow without having been able to apply as of yet.
I’ve been getting into heated social media debates lately. I am just so irritated with The World and how we behave and sometimes I feel I need to open my mouth and say something.
I’m working on these plans for taking the girls away one more time before all our lives become a lil more hectic. It may be a little tighter this time. I may not be able to pull it off at all, but that is still my plan and what I am working towards.
Speaking of plans, I am trying to put together a three week plan at the moment. That will take me to, not my next pay, but the one following. That will also be when I start my week of house sitting.
I need to get more focused again. I need to be able to slow down on my days off, but also be able to keep up with my spiritual practices on my working days. I have been bad with this for too many weeks now.
I think that is all the thoughts I have for now. I do not feel bad or uncomfortable in life. But I just don’t feel right at the moment.
We’ll see.
Saturday, July 18, 2020; 1948
Ugh. I am beat. These last three days pounded on me. The only relief in my mind is that after tomorrow’s shift I have 3 days to recover and rebound. Though next week’s schedule is similar it may not be as bad. I have 2 closings. They are back to back so that may not be too bad. Then a middle and an open.
I have truly done very little since I’ve gotten home and that was about 4 hours ago. I sat here and piddled for a bit. ‘Jim’ stopped by. I napped. I stopped by ‘Jim’s. And, now, I am piddling again. I just have no real motivation. I have things that I could and should do, but I just have no get up and go to do them. [On the upside, this writing is actually something to do. So there’s that.]
But this is what concerns me – not just for the promotion scenario, but for the upcoming Season. [Assuming that I can actually apply.] I mean this is only 4 days. 40[ish] hours. It breaks me just a little bit and that takes time to repair. It’s not just tired. I am sore and drained. My body hurts. My soul hurts. I am ‘on’ for 10 hours straight – from the moment I walk in the door until the moment I walk out. What am I gonna do when it is 50 hours and only 2 days off, and they will not always be together? What am I gonna do when its 44 hours at The Seasonal Store and 20-25 at The Job, with two days off that will definitely not be together. It will be 4 – 15 hour days, a day off, a 15 hour day, and a day off. One of those days off will need to be dedicated to taking care of business – laundry, groceries, etc. I’m worried about it. Maybe too worried.
Thursday, July 16, 2020; 1035
I liked yesterday. I did. The morning was mellow. I just puttered around The Dormitory until it was time to leave for the meeting. I went a little early to eat. I was feeling weird when I was there and I didn’t know why. There was just a certain vibe in the air. I think I understand it now but it is going to be what it is going to be.
It was an ok meeting. A lot of what meetings are and some people sure do like to talk. The meeting ran over its time and I was supposed to stay and talk about this promotion. We are moving forward with it. A 90-Day program that we will put into motion tomorrow. It doesn’t change anything at the moment. There will be no added hours nor added income. However, it will give me something to do – a way to occupy my time and give me something to focus on. This will help in me not getting bored and randomly quitting.
There is going to be tension and much of it could be seen next week when The GM is on vacation. Perhaps that tension is part of what I felt yesterday.
This part of the meeting was interesting. They expressed how happy and impressed they have been. The District Leader even confessed that he didn’t expect me to do as well as I am. “Not that I thought you would do poorly,” he followed up with in an attempt to forgive himself. I wasn’t offended. I know what my resume and work history looks like. I am very well aware.
When I started they made me start as a crew member and put me through the ropes to “see if it works out.” I knew this was because of my resume. I would have done the same thing. My suspicions were further confirmed when I learned that none of the other managers, not even the assistant, knew I was going to be a manager…eventually. This statement was not much different. I take no offense to it. I know what my resume looks like but I also know who I am. As The Mudder said later, just because I have a rocky past doesn’t mean I can’t be dedicated and hard working.
We are still trying to work out the details for The Seasonal store. It is slow moving and may cause big problems. As with anything else, only time will tell.
There was a lot of fox energy yesterday.
I got my laundry done, did my shopping and hung out with Mudder for a bit. All in all it was a successful day.
This morning I had my weekly soak and meditate. I think I understand things for the moment.
I am still having the same issues I have always been having – I need a home (and soon a vehicle) – only I am not making the amount of money I should be to accomplish this successfully. I stress and worry over this. It has been the bane of my existence for decades. I am in the same situation but different environment.
Despite my hindrances, I have started, slowly, putting things into motion. The packing up and organizing was phase one. I still have much to pack up and do but I have come a long way. Also, in Phase Two, I am going to start packing up more and more of what is at The Dormitory. My philosophy is why wait until it is time to move. If I get things done now I am ready to go when the time comes and it should be easy and effortless. But, also, in this act, I am telling The Universe that I am truly ready.
Last night Mudder said he would talk to the owners of his old apartment. It has been several years but if something is available, the rent is extremely reasonable. This gives me hope that I can actually find something proper within my price range.
And finally, I have a lead from May that I can finally follow-up on in early August. This one is a long shot and has me stepping out of a comfort zone but it may also be what I need.
Beyond that, as I continue to get packed up and moveable, I will start searching in whatever place I can for the right place. Along the way, I figure the money thing is going to figure itself out. [I’m still not comfortable in my job situation and, honestly, I wish I didn’t have to remain where I am any longer…but the answers have yet to find me.]
There are about two weeks until August 1st which is the next Holi-Day. From there I should be pretty focused and determined for three months [until Nov. 1st.] That is, assuming both jobs happen. However, it won’t really set in until nearer the end of August. Before that I have house sitting and an adventure.
So my training program begins tomorrow. [A little today, I’m sure.] On Monday I should have a shift with The Seasonal Store. Tuesday is inspection [and maybe an adventure with The Putter and The Professor.]
Wednesday begins the week of the missing manager. We’ll see how that goes.
It is 2 weeks until the next Holi-Day.
1 week after that I get a pay and start my house-siting. On the 5th day of that is my Re-birthday and I will be picking The Princesses up to stay with me for a few days. We will take an adventure and cook dinner for Craze.
4 days later, assuming all goes well, we will set off on a 2 day adventure. The last for this season, perhaps this year, depending on how all of this goes.
Then, within the week I should begin my FT status with The Seasonal Store. That will take me through Samhain and the next jump is Yule.
Everything is hazy and unclear. I know how my souls is feeling. I know what my needs are dictating. I understand where I am at…but something is changing. The next 6 months could be interesting.
Wednesday, July 15, 2020; 0533
I’m going to try this again. Part of my problem is that the days can go by so quickly and so much can happen in one day. I try to wait until the end of the week to capture it and I cannot quite put it all together at one time.
Yesterday was one of those days. It was one of those days that I have come to love, and, most recently, long for.
Tuesdays have long been my ‘Chore Day,’ as The Professor calls it. This is my day for doing laundry and going shopping. Plus, I have been making stops at Old Geistopia to work on organizing the stuff in The Cave. Usually, I am up and out the door fairly early. The laundromat begins the $1 off at 0800. So, I like to get there early and get the job done.
Yesterday, however, I was inclined to wait until later in the day to go out and do my thing. Though, I didn’t plan on doing laundry. They run the same deal on Wednesdays and I figured I could just go down today and do it after the manager’s meeting. This decision was, in part, due to another thing to do at that end of The Valley today. It was Mudder’s birthday yesterday and I am going to stop by and visit him this evening. We had talked about doing it last night, but he also had dinner plans with his wife and children and I didn’t see the sense in putting a crunch on that.
So, instead of being up and out the door at an early hour, I left after lunch. I spent the morning just kinda chillin’ out and milling about. I sat for a bit, but I can never sit long. So, I got done a little of this and a little of that. It was nothing major, just little tasks to balance things out. One of the things I did was text Sunshine and ask her to send me her softball schedule.
Anyway, I took my time through the morning. I let it shift and shape as it would. I can’t really say what I even got done. It was all very mellow and so was I. I had thought several times about heading out to do my thing, but then it just wouldn’t feel right. For whatever reason, I wanted to go out later in the day.
It was a strange morning. Nice, but strange. Hoagie was in and out a couple of times. This allowed me to get out of my lil cave and function a bit. I made some food, washed dishes, enjoyed the outside air. I even managed a little meditation/nap time. When Hoagie returned, he had Spike in tow. This became the first reason I had to leave later, rather than earlier. I wasn’t soon after they were back that I was on my way.
With scheduling being what it was, I had planned on going to Old Geistopia, dropping some things off and such, and then visiting The Putter. Then I would hit the grocery store on the way back.
It was the same drive down as it has been for weeks now – the same magicks, the same mysteries. I was even blessed by a totem along the way. Going along one of the back roads a red fox crossed the road in front of me. The Putter says that’s not good, and practically speaking, he is correct. A fox out during the day is usually a pretty good indication of a rabid fox. But, in a spiritual world he becomes a messenger. My first thought was that he might be an invitation into the faerie realm. [And, there was to be some faerie activity later in the evening.]
I’ve come to enjoy my weekly drives. I realized yesterday that they are my peace. They are the times I am truly solitary and still and quiet. I can enjoy the sunshine and the fresh air. I can just sit and relax and be. It is my time for meditation and clarity. [Or, just zoning out into a state.]
So, I got to Old Geistopia and there was all sorts of work being done. The driveway was cluttered and blocked. I had to park at the neighbor’s across the street. Anything I needed to take to or from The Cave was going to have to be carried. I decided to head to The Putter’s first. Over time, The Pillar and The Shaman would both make appearances, and I can’t really say what became of that time. I definitely transcended. So much in fact that I didn’t really become aware of it until this morning.
While I was at The Putter’s I texted Sunshine again. She still had not sent me a schedule. Funny enough, while we were chatting she reveals that she is getting ready for a game. I love my child, but why she didn’t see this as relevant earlier in the day I do not know. Anyway, I was half way there and I had time to make it to the game. This was an added little adventure and I am very glad I could take it.
But I was other wordly the whole time. I had no real balance and my head was foggy. At the game I totally zoned out. It was astral projection no doubt. I was so very aware of trying to come back into my body. I could feel it. I even commented on it in my Dream like state. [I had a very similar experience this morning. In that one I was in a dream aware of the dream I just had and I think aware I was still dreaming.]
This is where there would be the faerie activity – in the form of the dragonflies. And many of them.
Before I completely zoned out, there was another moment that was very note-worthy. It’s one of those moments I wish someone had been with me to witness or there had been a video camera rolling somewhere.
I got to the field and they had already started the game. As I got myself situated, I couldn’t find Sunshine. Not without my glasses anyway and I had left those at The Dormitory. So, I got settled in and figured I would try to spot her as they switched the field.
I was sitting there totally focused on scratching off my lottery tickets. I heard the crack of the bat. Then, “Heads up!” It took a moment for my brain to register it all. “Heads up!” I think it was actually my stage crew training that kicked in. Heads up means something on the loose and flying.
I looked up just in time to see the ball coming right for me. I’m bad at angles and trajectory and such and even I could tell that one way or another this thing was making contact with me. I didn’t panic or jump or flinch. I watched the ball flying towards me and simply put my hand up. Mostly to try and catch the ball, but also to protect my face if I should miss. I did, also, reflexively lift my leg a bit – to protect my body should I miss.
I threw my hand up and lifted my leg. My leg was no sooner up and that ball came down – no lie – and landed directly under my leg, on the chair, right up against my ass cheek.
WALT: Probably not the first time you had a ball against your…
Hey…excus….wtf???
WALT: You’re the one who was in prison. I just assumed…
What? That I was somebody’s…
JOHNNY: Reverend!!
…’Special Cell-Mate?’
WALT: You said it. Not me.
You know…you are a pain in the ass.
WALT: Is that what you told your cell mate??
Oh my god.
Anyway, it was a perfect moment. A great catch. I found it to be quite magickal. And, shortly after that I would be off to Wonderland. I don’t know how long I was out. Like I said I was actually in and out. The game ended. I chatted with both of The Princesses and I headed home.
There would be two more totems on the drive home. There had already been two this day. First, I think it is important o note that I missed turns and ended up driving in circles for a bit on those back mountain roads. I would come across deer. Lots of deer. Several times. The other totem that was obvious was bat.
I don’t know what to make of yesterday as a whole but there was definitely magick in the air. Things shifting. That is how I feel about everything right now. I can see it. I can feel it. I just don’t know what to make of any of it – what it means or what is going to happen.
Well, I have a manager’s meeting this afternoon and then off to do laundry and other miscellaneous before visiting Mudder.
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The Totems
**from Ted Andrews’ Animal Speak**
They have been able to adapt to every sort of habitat. Buddha is often pictured with a deer. Antlers are symbols of antennae, connections to higher forms of attunement. Look for new perceptions and degrees of perceptions to expand for as much as the next five years. Can indicate that there will be opportunities to stimulate gentle new growth increasingly over the next few years. Leads us back to the primal wisdom. A deer’s senses are very acute. Find increasing ability to detect subtle movements and appearances. Begin to hear what may not be said directly. Time to be gentle with yourself and others. A new innocence and freshness is about to be awakened or born. There is going to be a gentle, enticing lure of new adventures. Are you trying to force things? Are others? Are you being too critical and uncaring of yourself? An opportunity to express gentle love that will open new doors to adventure for you.
Fox - Feminine Magic of Camouflage, Shapeshifting and Invisibility.
New world opening up. The process of creation is beginning. Guide to enter the Faerie Realm. Unless a male can recognize the magic of the feminine - in himself or others - and learn to use it to Shapeshifting his own life, it will ultimately lead to destruction. The Kundalini, and the freeing of the creative life force. Practicing and using camouflage. Working to blend in with surroundings, to come and go unnoticed, moving silently about without revealing your intentions. Learning to control the aura. Adjust its frequency and intensity so that you harmonize more with others. Levels of energy and fertility. If the focus stays on the creative energies, any sharp turn in the individual’s life will be handled with ease. Fox people have the ability to insulate themselves from anything that may seem cold, especially in relationships. Can appear larger than they are - for personal protection or for making greater impressions. Establish a trotting pace. Ability to move into new directions. Call upon new resources instinctively. Excellent ability to hear what is not being said. The ability to hear spirit. Size people up accurately. Develop the ability to see spirit. Aromatherapy. Awakening of the Kundalini. Higher forms of discrimination and discernment. Capture any prize.
Reflects a stimulation of the childhood thrill and belief in legendary places. [The story(s) we most loved in childhood often reflect the life quest we have come to take upon us in this lifetime.] Can also aid in communication especially through the use of stories. Individuals wishing to write can facilitate the process by working with a goose totem. It will stimulate the creative process and help to move through creative blocks. Also a symbol of fertility and marital fidelity. May reflect a need for more vegetables in the diet. An ability to move forward or backward. Reflects movement. A call to the spiritual quest. It reminds us that as any one individual makes his or her quest, it becomes easier for others to do so as well. We should not undertake any quest in life without having a full view of what it entails. Opening to new possibilities. Affix ourselves to a new path. Great fertility that should be acted upon if growth is desired. Greater vision, physical and spiritual, will occur. Can reflect that you are about to break free from old childhood restraints and begin to come into your own. You can expect to have the imagination stirred toward new travels and distant places - whether in the body or in the mind.
Balance of being of the Earth, but not in it. The soul, the spirit, and warmth of life. The resurrection. Punishment and reward. Greater sight and perception. Reflects an awakening ability or the need to learn to walk between worlds. Heroic nobility and divine spirit. The rediscovery of the inner child. Alchemy. Involvement with creativity. A willingness to experience extremes in a controlled condition. A willingness to use your passions to purify and to use your abilities, even if you get scorched a little in the process. The need to stay connected to and use things of the Earth. Important to know when to speak, how much, how strongly. New vision will open. The ability to hear - spiritually and physically - may also increase. Cooperative responsibility. A healing role. Opportunities (even those thought long lost) will arise - learn to see and snatch them up. A new sense of timing and movement will begin to develop Primal force inherent and easily awakened. Take on the responsibility and the power of becoming so much more than you now appear to be. Events will now fly faster, repercussions for everything you think, do and say (or fail to) - positive and negative - will be both stronger and quicker. A powerful new dimension to life and a heightened responsibility for your spiritual growth. Touch all of life with healing and become the mediator and the bearer of new creative forces within the world.
**Addendum**
There were two other things that caught my attention this week.
One was a gentleman that had come through the Drive-Thru one morning. He pulled up to the window and said, “Matt [I always introduce myself over the speaker] you have a voice for radio.” This is not the firs time a customer commented on my voice, or my delivery. I guess it’s the actor in me. This is no different than playing a part. I have a role. Anyway, I thanked him and he left. A moment or two later he came back through. Apparently, I forgot something or mixed something up. [Everything Precise & Perfectly Placed] This time he gave me his card. He runs a DJ/entertainment company. I haven’t done anything with it as of yet, but the card sits right next to my workspace at all times.
The other thing was a random contact. But then is anything really random?
The Big Boss reached out to me this week. He wanted to apologize to me for the way things were near the end and to thank me for defending The Theatre in a Facebook disagreement. He said that he ahs often thought about reaching out to me and this seemed like a good time. He also sent me a Facebook friend request. This is sort of a big deal. He doesn’t give it to just anyone and never employees which is why I didn’t have it yet.
I think it’s interesting because I have been thinking about The Theatre as well. I do miss it. And, I do miss them. Sadly, the money I need just isn’t there and I’m not sure they have a place for my working talents. Everything happens for a reason. I guess it was time to go. I’m just glad to know that it did not mean the end of the association.
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