S[null]EP[null]: Mad World

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

Bert-On

The Baker of the Cornbread

Andy Pandy

The Mudder

Zason

St. Diane & You (4)

Brother John & Sister Jen

The Bee Man

Spooky Queen

Boom-Boom Snuffbox

The Nameless One

Tim-Bo

The Cousins

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, October 5, Two-Thousand and Twenty-Free. Time...Discontinued

Theme – States of Mind

This kind of hit me on several levels [which I suppose is what qualifies it as a Theme] I’ll start with the second one first. Negativity. I really do not feel worthy of anything. Just throwin’ it out there and being honest. It doesn’t matter how many blessings I see, or how accomplished I may feel, at the end of the day I truly don’t think much of myself at all. Unfortunately, this keeps me forever doing things that I don’t feel good about. [Without them, I’d have nothing to feel bad about – nothing to hold me back.] This is my biggest demon and one with which I struggle often, if not daily. One day I will win that war. The first way this Theme struck me was in gratitude and revelry. I really cannot stress enough, Fellow Travelers, how often I find myself in a state of gratitude and revelry around The Homestead. It’s like almost every move I make. When I go to bed at night I am so very grateful to not only have a bed but also a room. I think about it every single night as I go there to settle in. The amount of gratitude and revelry I feel every time I walk into the Spirit room, whether I am doing works or just swooping in for a moment. It means so much to me to have that space and the opportunities it provides. I feel it every time I take a shower or do a Ritual Soak. I feel it when I do my laundry or wash my dishes or cook a meal. I feel it as I sit here writing, watching the traffic speed by and listening to some Autumn Jazz. The more of these moments that I acknowledge, the more of them I seem to have – until my day is just filled with moment after moment of gratitude and revelry.

Lesson – Someone Needs it More Than You

[See Thursday below.]

Observation – It Doesn’t Matter

When I first had this thought, it was in regards to live and being alive. Not at all in the way that may sound when you read it. Being alive is a beautiful thing – in and of itself. The chance to be and to feel and see and hear and touch. It is more splendid than one might imagine. Life doesn’t need all the things we make so important – money and titles and homes and whatnots. (Power. Oh, how we crave Power.) There is no Power in these things. They are but illusions and distractions. It matters not to me if you be The President of the United States or shovel elephant shit at the circus. It matters not if you Each will get the same respect and courtesy and hospitality from me. Each will be equally respected for their insights and experiences and stories. It matters not if you live in the mansion on the hill or the cardboard box under the bridge. [To be honest, I have had many a remarkable conversation with those in the boxes.] I have lived in all sorts of places. But, no matter where I found myself living, I always tried to put good out into the world as well as see as much good as I could in my life. I always tried to make the most of where I was at the time. These things do not matter. They are so very temporary. These are not the things you look at in the end. They are not the basis of the questions you will inevitably ask Spirit. You do not ask if you made enough money, or if your title was important enough, or your home impressive enough. You ask how you did by those you loved. You ask if you were a good enough person. You ask if you are loved. You don’t have to believe me Fellow Travelers. But, I have been there. I have bore witness. In fact, it is I who was sent to answer those questions.

It Doesn’t Matter.

The Post

Monday, October 30, 2023; 0529

I think it is another one of those weeks during which I try to capture each day. I kind of like those weeks. They make things a lil easier…sometimes.

So far, I kinda like this week. Of course, it is still early on Monday morning. [I just realized that I have only been up an hour and yet it feels like so much longer and I feel accomplished in what I have done so far.]

My soak last night was brief [enough] but very potent. My body feels incredibly better. My spirit even more so. The visions were there. Lots of critters and creatures from ‘The Other Side.’ Some I have never seen before. One,, I am all too familiar with.

The Daemon was sure to make his appearance. He has been hanging around recently. Last night he was much more ‘there’ than he usually is. He was like really right there up in my face. It almost felt as if he was actually in the room with me. He normally does not get that close. I don’t know if this is a new tactic, trying to be more aggressive, or if we have reached some sort of impasse in our battle for control.

The Daemon is about all I can recall from The Soak. There was another being, whom I did not recognize at all. That’s all I can say on him.

I went straight to bed after and that was somewhere after midnight [out in the moonlight.] I was almost fully awake at 0230. I managed to put myself back to sleep until 0430 – which is precisely when I wanted to wake.

In about 9 minutes, I must go do my Morning Devotion and rituals. I am looking forward to being able to take a moment to really focus on them the way I should every single morning.

The rest of the day is fairly laid out. I want to cook myself a breakfast. I thawed bacon that Brother John gave me and I want to cook it all up. I can use it on sandwiches. Cuddlebug can use it on salads, or in whatever creations she concocts over the week. I also want to try to make stringy hash brown potatoes. I’m goin’ out on a limb. I’m going to try to use the cheese grater to do the potatoes. *shrugs*

From there it is just a matter of getting myself together to do a little work and a bit of grocery shopping. I do want to make sure I have all of my stuff together for the morning though. I want to be able to get out as early as I can tomorrow just to [hopefully] give the day a boost.

I have a lot of healing to do. A LOT.

I think I am finally ready. [Late as it may be.]

Tuesday, October 31, 2023; 2050

At first, I forgot that today was a Holi-Day. I can’t believe in slipped past me. This one in particular.

It’s been 26 years.

But, that’s neither here nor there at the moment.

I did end up taking the whole day off yesterday. It just felt like the thing to do and I am glad that I did. Once again I got stupid little things done. But I was able to do so without any kind of rush, stress, or pressure.

The Princesses were here for dinner and we watched Nightmare Before Christmas. I also did make the hot chocolate.

Today was an odd day and that makes sense having realized what day it is. And got out on time. The morning just ran weird. I made some money and had some gigs but it just wasn’t the regular flow.

Now, part of that was due to schedule obligations. I had someone that I needed to visit at The Seasonal Store so I had to make time at the end of breakfast [and before lunch] to do that. Plus, I was due at the mechanic at 1330. Though that turned out to be a wasted trip [for now.]

The afternoon picked up, and as I said, I was able to make enough money to be satisfied. [For now.] I could have stayed out a bit longer but, knowing what day it was suddenly, I felt it was best to come home and try to engage those energies.

It’s been a decent evening. Silent and still. I had dinner and did my daily paperwork. I fixed my lunch for tomorrow and now I am writing. I still have the Trinity to complete for last week’s post. However, I think I am ready to lay in my bed for the night.

It’s going to be a curious week.

No plans. No expectations.

Wednesday, November 1, 2023; 0646

I keep thinking it’s Saturday. That fascinates me. It has happened at least 3 times in the past 2 hours. I’m not quite sure what to make of that.

I am just about on time this morning. I set my original Goal for 0730. I am running just a tad behind for that. But 0800 is always acceptable as well.

Financially it is going to be an interesting week. But, then, isn’t it always? I’m just not sure what all is happening or how it’s going to go. I’m confident that I’ll get through it. I just don’t know how its going to go.

I really should move along. It’s going to be an odd day I think.

Thursday, November 2, 2023; 2012

I want to keep up the momentum of writing every day – which is possibly the only reason I am sitting here at the moment.

I’m a lil numb at the moment [and not the good kind lol.] It’s not bad either. I’m just kind of chilled out. The day wasn’t what I wanted it to be but it wasn’t bad. And it turns out what I wanted it to be wasn’t what I needed it to be. [Which was a pleasant and relieving surprise in the end.]

I can pull off this week – the rest of the bills, some groceries and I even updated my Netflix since the change in cellular carriers. But, I won’t finish with the extra funds this week. This all had me thinking about my ‘Mondays Off’ Plan. I’m not certain it is going to work.

I certainly don’t think I can follow through this coming Monday. I think what I may do is try to push through 7 days for the next few weeks and save my time/days off for around Thanksgiving. That way I can definitely take Thanksgiving off safely and maybe even some time on Wednesday and Friday. I figure Wednesday night will actually slow down and Friday won’t pick up till later.

I had a moment today. Somehow it is the Lesson. I just don’t have the words yet. I had a “pre” offer come through. These are offered to multiple drivers at once. Anyway, it was a damn good offer. Almost $100. It would have totally sealed the day I was trying to have [but didn’t need.] I hit the button to try to accept it and there was a glitch. The whole screen froze up. It cam back a moment later and I hit the button again. It processed for a second then notified me that another driver had matched to it.

I was so pissed at first. I thought I needed that to make my day. It would have set me up. But, I didn’t get it. As I bitched and moaned, The Voice spoke up. Everything Happens for a Reason. If I didn’t get it it is because someone else needed it more.

In that moment, this made no sense to me. I needed it. At that point in my day, I wasn’t sure how I was even paying the rest of my weekly bills, plus I am starting to desperately need some groceries. How could someone need it more than me?

As it turns out, when I did my calculations this morning, I forgot to factor in my income from yesterday. Suddenly, I don’t need as much as I thought I did all day long. I can do what I need to do and still have a relaxed and more casual workflow for the next three days.

Someone Needs it More Than You.

Last night, Cuddlebug and I hung out a bit. This was why I didn’t write again last night. Anyway, we were supposed to do the Tea Ritual together. We got the tea part right. We didn’t so much meditate. Still, I got a bit of the ritual in as we sat there and I was feeling good afterwards.

Sunday, November 5, 2023; 1704

I am in a world of hurt at the moment. I don’t know what exactly is wrong with me. I have another one of my headaches – similar to Friday night. It has me feeling nauseous. I can’t really move much.

This put a bit of a strain on my day. It caused me to finish early. The original plan was to just come home and rest for a bit and then go back out. However, when I first got home, Wilson called me over for help with moving a mattress. That took up some time and was not nearly as it sounds like it should have been. Then, I came back to The Homestead and passed out on my bed. When I woke, I still did not feel functional. In fact, I have even taken something for the headache now and I still don’t feel any better.

It is what it is.

Still, somehow, I managed my week. The bills are paid – and that’s all that matters.

And now…

It is Monday morning. That headache got the best of me. I couldn’t focus on writing. I went and sat in my chair and played a lil Xbox and I only did this because the kids were making dinner and I wanted to see if eating would help. However, when dinner was done I was in bed – at 1840.

That was 2 of those headaches in about 3 days. That is beyond rare. I don’t think it has ever happened before.

Anyway, I slept about 9 hours and now I am up and ready to go. Only, I don’t know where I am going exactly. I set plans for this week and now I don’t know how they play out. But, when do I ever?

OK. So, I need to purge my mind and move on. I feel an energy today. I can’t quite define it, but I feel like I’m going to just suddenly combust. I wanna go, go, go. But I have no idea where I am going or what I am doing.

I can’t believe that another season has come and gone. I wasn’t sure where I was marking the switch. I mean, I have the episode numbers in front of me but I just found it hard to believe that we have come through a whole season already.

The Harvest is behind us and now we enter The Void. I’m looking forward to it this year. I like the idea of actually being able to plan and prepare for the spring. I had plans coming into this past spring. But, what I didn’t have was tools, or resources, or an understanding of timing. It was all new. [I really, really wanna look at this whole Journey through numbers. But, there are so many possible starting points and no matter how I analyze it everything always seems to line up perfectly.]

I am curious to see how next year plays out.

There has been a lot of healing energy going on around Nu Geistopia lately. I’m not really sure what is happening. In fact, I am only right this moment becoming aware of just how potent it has been.

We are entering the Yuletide Season. As always I am so very conflicted. I am always excited for this time of year to roll around. The energies and magicks are just beyond words. I love the game that has developed between myself and The Old Man. [Who incidentally, has been making random appearances since about mid-August.]

However, as usual, I have no idea what I am doing for Yule or how I will accomplish anything at all. As usual, he season has barely begun, the list begins to form, and I find myself feeling so very overwhelmed and far behind. [How come he gets a whole year to prepare and I get like a month and a half??]

It’s interesting to me as I sit here writing. This is suddenly feeling like a sign off, but I know we’re not going anywhere, Fellow Travelers. Still, I see this jump – part of our story doesn’t continue until spring. That’s the home and the kids and the work and the life.

So, then, whatever will be these next 12 weeks? I just now realized that I have this marked as part of Season 11 and it should actually be the beginning of Season 12. I’m going to have to play with that somehow.

Overall, I feel good. I have so much inner and personal work to do. I feel that I am closer than ever before to achieving it. I just need to go day by day.

The house is slowly getting ready for the holidays.

There have been some moments with me and Cuddlebug, but they have finally led to discussion and conversation. [Don’t be too Dismissive.]

I can’t anymore, Fellow Travelers. Whatever yesterday was has activated something in me. I can’t really focus. The moments have passed. I need to just move on and begin again. See what today unfolds itself into.

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**

Honestly, I lost track of any Totems. This whole wee is so very Once Upon Ago.