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Rock, Paper, Scissors

  • Writer: The Rev. Matt
    The Rev. Matt
  • Jun 26, 2024
  • 11 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. 

 

 

DOC: Velcum To My Life ees a prochect, un experiment in Life unt ART. A living storyboard, if you will. Its premise ees zat life ees experiential, unt zat you can, unt do, experience ze life you choose. It ees based on Ze Veel of Life unt Ze ARTs for Ze New Millennium as life building tools. Ja, it’s true! 

 

 

WALT: Welcome to my Life is a Geist…House Players Production, in association with the Center for Creative Inspirationalism. JustUs Productions, the parent company, would like to give a ‘Shout-Out’ to the following for their ongoing, and oft-times unknowing, inspiration and support:

 

 

Princess Cuddlebug

Princess Sunshine

Company

The Shaman

The Pillar

F’n Bob

The Entire Putt-Putt-Putter Clan

The Warden

FaeriePrincess

Professor Siggy Chong

Sparky Wentz-eclaus

The VanMan and General Ralph Glossop, and Craze (may they R.I.P.)

The Messengers of The Galactic Federation

 Looch

BJ & The Bull

Ace

Bert-On

The Baker of the Cornbread

Andy Pandy

The Mudder

Wilson

Zason

St. Diane & You (5)

Brother John & Sister Jen

The Bee Man

Spooky Queen

Boom-Boom Snuffbox

The Nameless One

Tim-Bo

The Mayor & The Turkey Man

The Rox

PDT

Sir Richard Slouch

The Wix-ians

The Socialite

The Village of Idiots

Piz-Niffer

Dancing Queen

Downtown Encyclopedia Brown

Chicken Witch

Dick Pointer

Soup, the Son

The Legendary Pink Elephants

Baby-Mama Rabbit

Wisconsin Belle

The Babes

 

Aaaand, of course, a very generous sponsor who (not-so-much) wishes to remain anonymous.

 

 

It is…Sunday, June 23, Two-Thousand and Twenty-More. Time...Anticipating

 

Theme – And Then Some

 

 

 

 

Lesson – Trust in the Lord Your G-d With All Your Might

 

 

 

 

Observation – Slower

 

 

 

 

The Post

  

I wasn't certain I would have time to wrap up the week tonight. Turns out...here I am. However, I am not sure what I need to say or how much time I can take to say it. [I bought myself some time by starting dinner. So I have at least 30 minutes.]


It was a very rough week. The heat made working almost unbearable and by the end of the week I found myself trying to make some adjustments in my day to compensate. I may have learned a few things and I have some stuff to try and test out in the coming weeks.


I added the third delivery app to the mix. It has its benefits but it also offers new challenges.


As I end my week, I find myself $134 short of my payments. I have time to make it up. Of course, that number is 'on paper.' in reality, between now and Tuesday, I am $245 short. I'm not concerned about the shortage. I should be able to make that before the close of business on Tuesday. [I hope.]


The shortage itself is a combination of things. It's the nights I took off this week to spend time with The Princesses and do some things with them while there was an actual opportunity. It was the money I spent to do those things. It was the severe heat disrupting my days. [I have no A/C in The Rocket.] It was things processing this weekend instead of next week when I had them budgeted. It's things that I was going to pay and then put off and then it just made more sense to pay some of it now. Cause that's the way it flowed. The big number also includes gas for the first 2 1/2 days of the week and tobacco.


So, it sounds bad but it's not quite as bad as it sounds. I'm use to this. This is every week. Juggle and shift. Juggle and shift. Worse case scenario I don't make it and I end up paying an overdraft fee. That would suck but it's still better than the $1000+ in fees I paid last year.


My week also involved a little bit of hoodoo Voodoo and all that jazz. I may or may not have written about it on Day 26. Long and short - a rock was taken from someplace and it should have never been moved. It seems to bring chaos and disorder to wherever it goes. So, of course, it found its way to me. [It's just what I do.]


I learned this evening that my timeframe for dealing with it has been moved up quite a bit. So, that is the remainder of my night. I need to shower first because I can't do Spirit work while feeling this disgusting. I have my ritual clothes laid out as well as clothes for tomorrow. My lunch for tomorrow is ready. I have nothing to do but focus on the task at hand.


I need to cleanse it and face whatever it is holding. I find it interesting now that I chose to skip my rituals this morning. As it stands, they are more suited for tonight anyway. I also find the updating timing interesting because Cuddlebug is not home tonight. At least I do not have to worry about her safety.


Let's see what this upcoming week holds.


 Day 26


I am having quite the day. Quite the week really, but let's start with the day.


First, I am sitting here writing and it is dinner time on a Friday.


I am having a hard time with the heat this week. I have no A/C in The Rocket and the temps have been mid-90's. Outside, in it directly, isn't unbearable. But I am boxed in a little car with the sun beating down through the windows and the engine runs at 200+ degrees all day long. In fact, now that I am just sitting here, I am very aware of how beat up I am feeling from the heat.


I haven't really had time to think about it all week.


But, right now, we are here to talk about today.


It started out like any day really. A normal, average, typical Friday morning. The only deviation being that I would not be stopping at The Mechanic this morning. I got myself ready and skipped a whole lot of stuff to be out the door by 0700. I left dishes and laundry and decided to skip a shower. [I had planned a Ritual Soak for later on.]


I had a shift scheduled with DD this morning and I wanted to get gas and take advantage of whatever early morning business there might have been. I thought maybe it would be good to get out and try to make the money when it was cooler. I had myself right on pace. Only one order had come in and it was one that I would not do under any circumstances [24 miles for $11.]


I was sitting, parked in my usual waiting space, when I got a text from a friend. There was crisis in her family and she felt the need to reach out. [Actually, the way she put it was, "I kept hearing 'call Matt' in my head."] So, I dropped what I was doing and headed right over.


I stayed a little longer than I would have thought and I kind of missed my shift. [Kind of. I logged in late and rejected 1 offer - which is allowed. But I only got that one offer.] We dealt with the issue and made a plan and I set off on my way until it was time for me to return.


While I was there, she told me about a rock. Her husband took it from a cemetery in Salem and brought it home. She said ever since then their lives have seen so much chaos and turmoil. She did bind it and sealed it in a pot. I am returning later to remove it from the premises.


I have no clue what I'm doing with it.


To this day, I have difficulty understanding why Divinity thinks I am capable of dealing with these things. All I ever do is wing my way through it. Like anything else. Piece by piece until i see the whole.


I didn't take it with me then because I didn't want to be driving with it all day. I also thought about coming back to The Homestead and getting black silk to wrap around it for the trip.


That was about as far as I had gotten.


Before I go any further, I want to point out two things. First, I had literally thought of this family for but a brief moment this morning. it was random and I can't even tell you exactly what it was, but I thought of them. Second, my whole morning played out to put me in precisely the right place at the right time to make the visit and do what needed to be done.


I mean it played out. I had planned on doing all those things that I left undone. I had accepted that I wasn't getting out at 0700. Then all of a sudden...BAM! The Voice said, "It's time to go.," and I could feel it in my soul. So, I skipped it all, packed the lunch, fixed the coffee and I was off and about by 0650.


I left there and set off to work. It got hot fast. Very fast. Deliriously hot. I've been thinking about trying to work more of a late night. I've never done it and I don't know what kind of money can be made but I've heard some interesting things along the way.


I texted Cuddlebug and told her I thought I might work a bit yet then come home and wait until about 1800 to go out and work the night. She said she had been thinking that I should try that.



So, i worked a bit and I came home. My first commitment was the Ritual Soak. I had actually thought I would get it in last night. But, alas, time so swift she does pass. Before I did that though i wanted to clean the tub. I also figured I would clean the toilet while I was at it and before I did a deep cleanse and clean on myself.


I may actually have eaten lunch first. I'm not sure.


Nonetheless, I did my soak and I loved it. Those things are so crucial to my well being. All my beings. My body always feels better. My mind is just a tad clearer. My spirit feels refreshed and my emotions seem healed. [Just talking about it makes me want to get in another one.]


I then set to all the things that didn't get done this morning.


Throughout hits process, my now clear mind was processing the stone. I prepared space in the Spirit Room for it. I will sage. There are rocks. It will remain in sealet in its pot and wrapped by the silk. There might be some herbs involved. From there, I will let it sit until I know what to do with it.


I got myself caught up, balanced, and ready to go by 1748.


Only, I couldn't leave. Literally. I got in the car and everything. [And even that was a struggle.] I got in, but I just sat there. I couldn't even put the key in the ignition. I thought about the day I have had. [And, also it is the Full Moon and the Day After the Solstice.] I decided not to fight it.


So, here I am writing. I think the plan is to wait until quite a bit later. Maybe 2000 or so. And I don't know that I am leaving The Homestead. I may just trun the apps on and see what happens. It would be nice if I made about $50 tonight. But at the same time I am just not feeling it.


I am wiped.


It's been a week like it has been a day.


Topsy-turvy

Chaotic

Active

Productive

Perfectly Abundant

Magickal

Spiritua

Enlightening

Uplifting

Curious


Sunday night was Father's Day and The Princesses wanted to take me to music night at their workplace. They have never had a chance to sit and enjoy the outside music and they wanted to spend time on Father's Day.


There is a TikTok and some pics on WTML on Facebook. I thoroughly enjoyed it. I do plan on returning some Sunday night. I thought perhaps this coming Sunday but I am just not sure - all things considered. However, the girls do not work the following 2 Sundays. So, we'll see.


I found that whole evening to be magickal. i was in another realm the whole time and I loved every friggin minute of it. I haven't had an experience like that in some time.


Now, Tuesday night we had plans to go to the local AAA ball game. Looch works for the franchise and is gracious enough to getm e tickets once a year. It's just something the girls and I do together. This year, we also took Big 'D'.


Now, because we were together on Sunday and were getting together again on Tuesday, Sunshine came and spent a few nights. This gave us an excuse to venture out to the Fair on Wednesday night.


As you can see, my evening/night time schedule was filling up quickly [and it hasn't gotten any better obviously.] This was going to challenge my finances in so many ways, but I set off into it all anyway.


Monday night, we planned dinner. So I did my thing all day long and I was home by like 1800-1830 on Monday. That's actually not too bad on a Monday.


Tuesday was a bit of a challenge. I needed to make at least enough money to cover the ball game expenses and some stuff into Wednesday. I did. I made Just Enough and then some. Also, Big 'D' was insistent on paying for things that night and even The Princesses didn't want to take that away from her.


Bonus for me.


Thank G-d.


Wednesday was much of the same. I needed to make enough to cover the fair. My concern was that I didn't know how much cash we would need. I had the girls on stand-by with cash. As it would happen, I made the money I needed to for the day, plus some, and I made more than enough of it in cash to cover the night...and then some. I ended up selling something I put on Marketplace a couple of weeks ago and then someone needed a ride and gave me a very nice cash donation for it.


Yesterday, i stopped a little early so I could do grocery shopping. I came home with such an optimistic list of things to get done with the little bit of extra time I would be stealing.


I got dinner made and laundry washed and through the dryer once.


And, I have told you how today has gone.


Oh, I did make a video on Wednesday night and I am in the process of getting it edited.


This may be the writing for the week. Today certainly didn't go as planned and I am not certain that I have the wherewithal to go out at all tonight. I am not discounting the idea but I am going to wait until later if I do. I am feeling very trippy. It's the kind of trippy I've been needing and with the week I have had and the activities of today, I would be foolish to try to fight against it. Earleier, when I tried to leave - the harder I tried, the heavier my body became.


Trust in the Lord Your G-d with All Your Might.


Financially, I will fake my way through just as I always do. Sooner or later I will get all of the pieces picked up.


If you’re not already there, go to the Welcome to my Life Facebook page – WTML. Or the YouTube channel – WelcomeToMyLife08. You can also find me on Facebook under Rev. Matt.

 

Wherever you are and whenever you are – Like, Comment, and Share – we’re on a Journey and it takes you to get there.

 

So, without hesitation, for now and for always, from here in Geistopia, this is your beloved Rev…

 

WALT: And Walt…

 

DOC:  Unt Doc…

 

JOHNNY: Aaaaand Johnny…

 

And those guys, saying, “Stay Tuned-In, Fellow Travelers,” and wishing you Peace, Love, Light…

 

WALT: And Freakishness, Baby.

 

 

The Totems & Archetypes

from Ted Andrews’ Animal Speak



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Cardinal

Fly

Chipmunk

Flamingo

Wren

Rabbit

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