Ep. 57 - Yultide Madness

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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It is…Tuesday, December 25, 2018. Time...Aligning.

Theme of the Week – I AM

Lesson of the Week – Trust the System

Observation of the Week – It Truly is the Most Magickal Time of the Year

*sings.* Christmas time is here again…

Yes, it is true. It is once again that time of year. It is my favorite day of the year, I think. There’s just something about it - something restful, peaceful. It is the Silence and the Stillness. Over the years, I have found it easier and easier to attune to the spiritual energies that are present this day. I’ve learned to just let them carry me away, however they may.

Today has been no different.

Not in that respect anyway. Today has been different in circumstance though. I am bound to The Cave for the day. It is more by choice than anything else, I suppose. But, it is a choice with which I am content. This year it is Big ‘D’s turn to host the family Christmas festivities. Most years it falls on other shoulders, so Geistopia is empty and quiet for the day. This year, though, the activity comes home. Still, it hasn’t kept me from working a bit of Yuletide Magick.

This time of year, Christmas, has been different for me ever since I met the old man. He taught me to see it through different eyes. I haven’t seen him since that day, but, every year at this time, he makes his presence known. Every year the magicks are stronger.

For many years now, he has sent me a list each season – good folk who deserve a lil wish. For most of those years, my family would make that list. It has become the best way I have of putting the energies right in the house. This year they were not on the list. This year, the list was very different. It was a larger list. The largest I have ever received, in fact. I think in total I will have passed out about 19 blessings this season. Each wish must be carefully hand-crafted, forged to fit the receiver.

That alone makes a list of 19 fairly challenging. But, also, this is the first year of my commitment that I actually had work in the last days before [and the first days of] Yule. This, combined with a shorter time frame for completion made this an especially complex assignment. I lost a lot of sleep along the way and worked myself hard for many hours.

Overall, I think it was my most potent ‘Collection’ to date. [I’m going to share the pics on Facebook.] Each gift was specially designed for the Spirit at hand. Each wish was carefully chosen for each soul. And, the words with which they were given crafted particularly for each occasion. The words were new. This has never happened in all my years of service. In fact, they were part of a new trend in magick for me. “Because…” [Stating the Intention, I guess.] Everything developed so naturally. Once I was in the flow, I was in it for three solid days.

For me, Christmas is but a part of Yule, which I observe from December 21 through January 1. [Plus, the Day Before and the Day After, of course.]

Yes, this is a 14-Day Holy-day. Over the years, so much has happened in these two weeks. My limits are always pushed – accepting the challenges as they arrive; completing each gift, each moment, in Just Enough time. I have had Yuletides when each day would bring a new lesson or blessing – my own 12 Days of Christmas.

In many ways, I suppose, it has become the most sacred time of my year. I always find myself in revelry. This year in particular. Already, I am starting to review and realign. This process usually comes later in Yule, but then, the whole cycle is ahead of schedule this year.

What did 2018 bring?

I found a job. I found a job that I love and a company with which I am growing – personally and professionally. It’s not making me a rich man by any stretch of the imagination. But, it is steady enough, it’s honest work, and it makes me feel good – both at the beginning and end of my day.

Through it I have made several associations with people whom I am honoured to know.

They are bonds and connections unlike most I have had over the years. It feels as though I have ‘come home.’

I made a new business connection with a local school. Early in 2018 I worked teaching students music for their Spring performance. As the year closes, I am preparing to direct that same performance for 2019. I am looking forward to the challenge. Everything is a little behind schedule, but nothing is undoable at this point.

I experienced life like I haven’t in over a decade. There were many quests and adventures, some very dangerous.

I fell in love. I fell deeply and madly in love with a Spirit, the likes of which I have never known before. And, that is all that may be said on that. [Promises and such.]

I had a complete breakdown. I just…lost my shit altogether. I saw it coming. I could feel it creeping up on me – feeling more desperate as each day grew darker.

I died…and lived once more.

I fulfilled The Prophecy.

I met a new soul. I hope it will be a long and prosperous friendship.

I rediscovered myself. I am many things, and there are things I am not. One friend pointed out that I a many thing, but a liar I am not. This is true. All of my tales, the things I tell, are real. Somewhere in time they have happened.

I AM a Crafter – a Creator, even. Whether it is baking/cooking, woodworking, painting, any part of theatre I am completely content in the process of it all – from beginning to end.

I AM a father.

I AM many things. But, more than anything else, I AM a Shaman. I have no other word for it. It is how I view the world. It is the ART through which I experience life - The ART of Sorcery; The Lost ART, The Missing ART, The ART that we erased from history and turned into mere fantasy and imagination. I live by ritual, devotion and routine. It is more than just the ministry or the monastery. It is the Spirit of the Universe itself.

This means nothing really. It is not special nor is it unique. It is no different than a person with an inclination towards music being a musician. It is just what I do. I understand the more metaphysical aspects of life – the Totems and the stones and the chakras and angels and energies.

This past year had a very challenging quest within it. It was precisely what it needed to be and could have ended no other way, for there was a greater purpose to it all. In the end, I became stronger in my belief that Divine Providence is more abundant in our lives than we can truly comprehend.

I have begun to look ahead at the year to come. There are many things on my plate. Some are active, some are waiting – all are important.

There are new things, and big things, on the horizon at The Theatre. Like I said, I have found a home there and we have great tasks before us as a family in the year ahead.

I have a middle school show to direct, teach music, choreograph [with Cuddlebug’s help], and design. This includes a Gala presentation that has to be ready a month prior. It will be an adventure and if it goes well it could lead to an annual gig, which I would enjoy greatly.

I have a show to rehearse in January and February. It takes me back to that place – the one where the demon was unleashed.

There is a dance piece to be performed.

I have a life to clean up around Geistopia – things to get in order.

I have a few writing projects to embark on with a dear friend.

Of course, there is WTML and some vision of life for it as a project.

I have the Princesses and a 1,001 Nights of Stories ahead of us.

Moving forward, my Goals are simple. I want to get it all together now; the whole of it – the working and the finances and the side things and the parenting and the spirituality. I want to live a whole and full life in the year ahead.

I will take it all as it comes. One step, one moment, at a time. Still there are things to be done along the way. One of my greatest efforts will be ‘Purging.’ It is time to do a serious clean out and reorganization of everything that is mine and the Princesses around here. I have already begun in The Cave and The Fortress.

I need to get the yard and all of the Garden projects in order and complete as many as I can.

I must return to my routines and rituals. I must do my devotions and meditations daily. I must anoint and sage and keep myself clear – mind, body and spirit.

There are videos in the archives – some happening, some just lying dormant. But, there is one in particular that I am trying to get put together. I thought maybe it was for this time frame. But since I am looking ahead now, as opposed to on New Year’s Eve, then the video is better suited for then.

The last thing I have is an Observation. I sense great changes. I do not know what that means. With but a cursory glimpse they do seem to be positive ones. Only time (and diligence) will tell.

So, without hesitation…

For now and for always, from here in Geistopia this is your beloved Rev wishing you Peace, Love, Light and Freakishness, baby!

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