One for the Money

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It is…Sunday, April 18, Two-Thousand and Twenty-Fun. Time...Resetting

Theme – Shifts/Changes

Lesson – Listen to G-d

Observation – Offering/Sacrifice is Still Required

The Post

Actually, it is Monday, but let’s not split hairs. It is only Monday because Sunday went past in a frenzy. I spent a good part of the day with The Princesses. They had spent Saturday night at Olde Geistopia, so I had offered to take them to breakfast. [This was one of my Offerings to The Universe.] So, anyway, we did breakfast. Then they played at the park for a bit. We headed back to Olde Geistopia and they did whatever it is they do as I sorted through some more metal – getting ready for today. Eventually, we ran off for a gelati treat.

That was the activity of my day. On other levels, I was struggling. I hesitate on details, only because who really wants to know that my bowels were a mess. It would come and go and I would feel very wiped out afterwards. In fact, eventually, I would be able to eat again and then found myself ready to pass out. It was still early in the evening, but that did not seem to matter. I had crawled into the back o the Vantasm and was watching some Netflix when all of a sudden…I woke up. Apparently, I had passed out at some point. It was brief and I am not surprised. I felt it coming on. I was just amused that it came and went so quickly and easily.

But, that is neither here nor there. Nor is it of any great consequence. It was what it was. Just the same as these last two weeks have been. I guess, technically, it has been three. This is why I have not found myself concerned by my health or even my wealth. I was given a three week marker, and, by G-d, I was going to see it through. There was no panic, nor worry, nor concern. Three weeks means three weeks and no matter what was happening to me, or around me, all I could do is wait and see what was happening when it was all over.

Yesterday was the last day of the three weeks. This morning, I feel pretty good. It’s actually hard to say because I did not sleep well and I was awake at about 0330. So, I’m still a little off. Nonetheless, the world seems alive to me today. I feel ready to face whatever is coming next. Of course, I have been given several other markers along the way – Another 3 weeks [which takes me to the end of the month,] 3 months and 6 months. I suppose time will tell.

I have been having just the strangest experiences lately. A lot of meditation and deep sleeps. A lot of Dreamtime experiences that I can not quite define. I’m not worried by any of it. If anything, I am becoming more curious. Along with these experiences have come a great sense of peace and of balance that I have not known in a very long time. I feel as though everything is just right. All is happening according to schedule.

I have also been having these strange moments of the past. I do not know quite how to explain or define them. I have these moments when my perceptions will shift. Things become clearer and more potent. In those same moments, I find myself feeling reminiscent. It is almost the same feelings and perceptions I would have once upon a time when my journey began. If I didn’t know better I would think I was jumping through time.

I am challenged in making money lately, but, again, I am not worried nor concerned. Each day I have had the money that I needed. Then there is a day like today. I finally got some metal to the yard and I came home with $138. It’s nice to have your financial day in before 0900.

As my life shifts and I find myself not connected to any particular job, I have made some other decisions as well. I am just going to live, be and do as I see fit. For example, Sunshine has softball again this year. She may or may not continue to play after this season. Either way, this season, it is my goal to see as many games as I can – if not all of them. Other seasons I have been limited and strained and I would be lucky to get to one. This season she is a priority.

In fact, she had a game this past Saturday. I made sure to go. She may not be very athletically inclined. God knows I wasn’t. Still, she loves to play. However, at the end of the game she came away from the dugout with tears in her eyes. I ran over to her, almost cutting Mama off completely. She was upset because she struck out again. I held her face and wiped her tears away and told her it was ok. She was out there and she was playing. And…she swung. Even her coach commented on this, because she has had a challenge in swinging at the ball. [Truth is she hit the ball once. Dented it even. Unfortunately, I was in the restroom at the time.] Though I disliked the moment and seeing her upset it brought something to me. For when I was done, she smiled and you could see her light up again. It felt good to be able to be there and to have that moment with her. I had even told her that I never hit the ball once when I played baseball. I quit after one season. She keeps coming back more determined. That girl has nothing to be sad about.

Her schedule is going to make things challenging this week. She has away games on Tuesday and Wednesday. This will cut into my day quite a bit. I think on Wednesday I am going to try to take her to dinner before the game so we can have alone time just as Cuddlebug and I did a couple Saturdays ago.

While I was at the game I started re-Reading The Game of Life and How to Play It. This was such a formative book for me way back in the beginning and it was nice to have the reminder. It’s all a mental game. It is all about faith and belief. What you feed energy into grows. What you put out comes back to you.

If you want it, you must live like you have it.

This is why I was so willing to take the girls to breakfast, despite my snags in income. It was my offering of faith and belief that everything is just as it needs to be. This includes my living situation. I do sense a home is closer than I might think. I just do not know how to get to it…or rather, get it to me.

As for now, I feel caught up and balanced. From here I am going to take it all just one day, one moment at a time. I am going to live and celebrate and rejoice.

I’m not sure how relevant any of it is, nor do I know if it is worth posting, but I did try to track my week one day at a time this week. Maybe there are secrets there we do not know we are looking for.

Monday, April 12, 2021

1747

[Oh that’s an interesting number.]

I was thinking back on things and I feel like the ‘best’ posts have been the ones for which I was able to take notes throughout the week. [Or journal like I am now.] So much happens in one week and no detail is insignificant really. It all goes by so fast. Then I get to the end of the week and I try to write it all down and recapture it and it is just a struggle. It takes me hours just because I am trying to sort through all of the thoughts in my head. So, I am ling to try to make time to write each day. Catch up with the current thoughts.

I have been sick with The -Vid for about a week now. Though I did not know it was The -Vid until Saturday. So far, it hasn’t been much worse than the flu. I am hoping it subsides soon though. I struggle with energy. I can go for a little while and then I just need to stop and shut down. I’m also having to run to the restroom more frequently. Which really only sucks because there isn’t a restroom in The Vantasm lol.

I took a day of rest yesterday [which was also the New Moon] and I did not like it much at all. There were a few times I thought about working because I was bored and restless, but I thought it best to get the rest while I can. I was more active today but still nothing too much. I ran up the mountain to visit The Professor and grab some cans. Then I dropped those t The Cave and saw The Putter for a moment. I went to The Grove and rested and now I have laundry in the dryer.

I have managed to get The Vantasm reset once more. I emptied of clothing bags and such so I could put the seats down and get the cans. [He had a lot of cans.] So after I dropped the cans at The Cave, I reloaded my clothes and laundry and such. For instance, I grabbed copper wire to strip. I figure it is something I can do in down time when I am just sitting about.

Wednesday, April 14, 2021; 1951

I’m not certain what kind of day I have been having. It’s been so very…In-Between. [Oh, why can I not escape them?] For instance, I am not quite 100% yet, but I am not quite ill either. I am somewhere…In-Between.

I am certainly not content in my life, but I am not exactly discontented either. I am somewhere…In-Between.

I got some stuff done today. I seemed productive. Yet I do not feel as though I truly accomplished anything. Instead. Find myself…well, you know.

That is how I feel across the board right now. Everywhere I turn, the In-Between is what I see. I feel as though I have been saying that for weeks now. [And, perhaps I have.]

I stopped writing rather short on Monday night. Suddenly, it was just time to take some rest. Then, on Tuesday, I did my third round of delivery driving. I tried to do companies at once. Not as impossible as I had worried, but it is not quite simple either. It is something I am going to have to play with until I can find my groove. There is definitely some money to be made there. I think what I like most about it is that I can do it when I’m feeling it. Even as early as 0700 there can be orders to deliver. In fact last Thursday, I delivered 4 between 0715 and 0945. That was just one company too.

My plan is to put in as much time as I can in the next two days doing deliveries. I put in some good time yesterday and I made some decent money. So, I want to try again and see what I can do better. I may just do one company at a time and rotate back and forth between them throughout the day. The difficulty I have found with doing both is that, though they are both assigning you tasks based on your current location and/or end destination, each app is only taking itself into consideration [obviously.] So, I may be able to pick up two orders - one from each - that are in close proximity to each other, but there is nothing to say that they won’t be going to opposite ends of The Valley. [This did happen to me at least twice yesterday.] This is precisely why I wanted to start slow. There are always systems to tweak.

I feel good about it all really. I know it may sound odd, but I am no longer worried about having a job. A ‘real’ job, I mean. You know, one of those things where you punch a clock for someone else. I’ve always had a draw towards independence. I’ve always wanted to work for myself. The delivery driving makes this possible. Like I said, I can set my own hours and work when I want. The money is decent enough. And, once I get the flow down and know what I am dealing with I can start to do a little retail merchandising on the side again. Of course, I always have the metal as well.

There has been a big emphasis lately on manifestation and The ART of Creation. Think and it will be. Imagine and you will see.

In fact, The Universe is throwing me backwards a bit. My friend contacted me with an audio recording of this book - The Game of Life and How to Play it, by Florence Scovel Shinn. She said she thought of me and my journey. I chuckled a it and told her that I actually have a copy of that book. I received it on my 2nd Quest. I have read it. Released in 1925, it is - in just about 82 pages - everything you need to know about life. I use to swear by this book. It has been a long time since I have actually read it. I cannot get to my copy right now, what with The Cave in the shape it is in. But, I did find a pdf online and I am going to sit down and read through it soon enough. I just really hate reading on a device. I like paper.

I’m still visualizing this home. I believe there is one somewhere for me. I hope it is the one I want. I cannot say that I think that will be the one, but it would be cool if it were. But, I cannot completely feel it/sense it. Though, I do sense a home. I sense an end to all of this. I just do not know how or when or what. I do know that there is nothing I can do to make it come to fruition. There is no move I can make nor action I could take. What will be will be. The best I can do is to do what I do best - simply show up. Take it one day, one hurdle at a time.

I think that is all. I am ready for bed…or floor, rather.

Thursday, April 15, 2021; 1252

I’m having an odd day. I wanted to get up, go do my gym thing and hit the road delivering this morning. That has yet to happen.

First, my timing was thrown off by an incident last night. I managed, once again, to drain the battery on The Vantasm. This seems to be a large disadvantage to rarely getting out of your vehicle. I drive somewhere with the lights on, but when I park it is not quite dark enough to see that they are on. Of course, being me, I forget that they are on. In fact, it just happened a little bit ago. Anyway, I called my roadside assistance and they dispatched a driver to jump the battery. At first, the arrival time was 2119. It quickly jumped to 2140. I was ok with this.Waiting an hour is almost obligatory in these situations.

At 2155, I called the service again. The dispatcher attempted to get in touch with the garage but to no avail. She said the driver had just finished another job and was about 20 minutes away from me. She was going to ping him and tell him to call me and let me know where he was.

Between 2230-2245, I called the service again. Still no driver, nor a phone call. I was watching his little red marker on the map. It sat completely still. This time the dispatcher [the same dispatcher] touched base with the garage, which was to contact the driver and someone would be back to me in 10-15 minutes.

At 2315, there was still no driver and still no call. The little red marker hadn’t moved from its spot for over an hour. I called the roadside service once more. Just as I reached the dispatcher, I received a text notification that the driver was on his way and I could track him online. It said approximately 15 minutes. I watched as the truck marker moved along the longest route possible between he and I. Finally by about 2345 the battery was recharged and I was on my way.

This elf me from waking as early as I would have liked. I probably could have awoken, but I decided to stay resting a bit. Eventually, I would wake and make my way towards the gym, but I did not go in right away. I decided to wait until it had cleared out a bit.

When I did go in, I went out on a limb. I talked to one of the trainers and I am meeting with her tomorrow morning at 0900. I’ve been thinking about doing something to get my arms more fluid again. I figure I am already paying for the service as well as use of the equipment. So, we will see where this little twist in the action takes us.

Anyway, I did my massages and it took me to another plane. I couldn’t quite get right, even after my shower. I ran and got some breakfast and some coffee and headed to one of my parks. By the time I was there, something was taking over my head. It’s not that I was tired. It was more meditative. I ended up being out for quite a bit. I do not know what was happening, but something was definitely happening.

As for work, it is ok. I am going to work tonight instead. I haven’t actually done a night time run yet. So, I will start at about 1600 and go until I have had enough, I have made the money I want, or the offers stop coming.

Something is happening. I just don’t know what it is. Overall I feel good. I feel strong and confident, but I don’t know about what.

Friday, April 16, 2021; 1212

I am having such off days and I do not know why. Perhaps it is still the sickness. I find myself very tired off and on. Twice already today I have had to stop and shut down for a bit. I am also finding myself kind of bi-polar emotionally. One moment I am feeling up and positive and the next I am weeping for no apparent reason.

At times, I feel like I should be off and running, doing things. At others, I am finding myself feeling more lethargic - feeling more like sitting still.

There are moments I feel like life is shifting for the better [though taking a very long time to complete,] and other moments when I feel like I am going to be trapped in this desolate life forever.

I am still fading in and out of Dreamtime. Messages and image still come and still they are things I cannot understand. For instance, earlier today there was a whisper, “You are afraid to know.” Am I? Afraid? Afraid to know what?

Or, last night there was a dialogue with someone. During it he said something about trading my soul back. I woke and immediately from my lips was the question, “s that even possible?” I mean is it possible to trade the same soul twice? Me more importantly, when did I trade it in the first place?

I need to step up the working. I am still not where I would like to be. I know the money can be made. That I am not concerned about. I am just having a hard time committing to it at the moment. I had planned to start driving after my appointment at the gym this morning and that was when I needed to shut down the first time. So, I have decided I will try to drive again tonight.

My funds are getting lower, but as long as I keep getting some work in and money keeps coming in I am not overly concerned. Plus, there have been whispers of, “Soon it will not matter.” Of course, I haven no idea what that means.

We are coming to the end of the first 3-Week marker. I certainly did not see it all ending where it is at the moment. Yet, I have also been given a 2nd 3-Week marker. That one will put me right about at Beltane. I’m not shocked by this at all. An interesting point in time. Not only is it an energetically powerful Holi-Day, but that is a weekend that I will be spending with The Princesses. We are house-sitting at Brother John’s.

There has been a 6-month Marker. That’s new. But, if it starts at Beltane it makes some sense because that would run me all the way through Samhain. Yet, there has also been a 3-month marker that I do not understand. [“You will have 3 months to enjoy it.”]

As usual, I have no idea what any of this means. So, I will do what I always do and just take things one day at a time and hope I don’t screw things up along the way.

[I sense travel. Distant travel. Metaphysical travel.]

Well, let us see what the rest of this day turns out to be.

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The Totems & Archetypes

**from Ted Andrews’ Animal Speak**

Bee – Fertility and the Honey of Life

Symbols for accomplishing the impossible. Examine your own productivity. Are you doing all you can to make your life more fertile? Are you busy enough? Are you taking the time to savor the honey of your endeavors or are you being a workaholic? Are you attempting to do too much? Are you keeping your desires in check so they can be more productive? Are you taking time to enjoy the labors and activities you involve yourself in? No matter how great the dream there is promise of fulfillment if we pursue it.

Butterfly – Transmutation and The Dance of Joy

The process of metamorphosis should be studied closely. Make note of the most important issues confronting you at the moment. What stage of change are at in regards to them? You may have to examine and determine what you wish the outcome to be, and how best to accomplish it. Was a symbol of the soul. Was a symbol of conjugal bliss and joy. A symbol of change, joy, and color. There has long been an association in folklore between those of the Faerie Realm and butterflies. They remind us not to take things so seriously within our lives. They awaken a sense of lightness and joy. They remind us that life is a dance, and dance, though powerful, is also a great pleasure. Can be reminders to get up and move for if you can move you can dance. Look at how much or how little joy is within your life. Lighten up. Look for change. Don’t forget that all change is good. Reminds us to make changes when the opportunities present themselves. Transformation is inevitable. Growth and change does not have to be traumatic. It can occur as gently, as sweetly, and as joyfully as we wish.

Cardinal - Renewed Vitality through Recognizing Self-Importance

They remind us that, regardless of the time of day or year, we always have the opportunity to renew our own vitality and recognize our own life roles. Whistles are often reminders to listen closely - to pay attention to what is blowing on the winds. Reflects that we should be listening to the inner voice (the feminine) more closely for our own health and well-being. Almost always reflects a need to assert the feminine aspects of creativity and intuition more strongly. Can reflect a need to b more careful about your diet, that what you are eating may be injurious to yourself and affecting your overall vitality. Reflects the rhythm of 12 that is going to become more predominant within your own life. Reflects lessons associated with responsibility and the recognition of the task at hand. May reflect past-life connections with the church, or even a reviving of more traditional religious beliefs, regardless of denomination. Remind us to add color to our lives, and remember that everything is of importance.