S12EP1: Yuletide Quest - Welcome to the Scratchpad

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It is…Sunday, November 12, Two-Thousand and Twenty-Free. Time...Lingering

Theme – Ask, Seek, Knock

I was kind of on this kick last week as well. But, maybe the way I saw it last week wasn’t the best way to put it forth. This, however, works. It’s that simple. It truly is. No matter the situation – Ask, Seek, Knock.

Lesson – Any Given Moment

I struggled with this Lesson, mostly because I don’t quite understand how to apply it. I mean…I see it. I get it. I even see it at work in my life. I just don’t quite understand how to apply it as a Lesson. [I’m a lil dense sometimes. shrugs] Nonetheless…at Any Given Moment life can shift – anything can happen. This can be for the better…or not so much. I just took notice to it several times this week. Perhaps it would have been better suited as the Observation. Perhaps the two should have been switched. My days changed. My plans changed. My life changed. The fridge. Juggling slow days. Getting the Christmas Tree. Every day things shifted – right up until the end. Good, bad, indifferent. It doesn’t matter what your life is right this moment. It doesn’t matter what you think is going to happen or hope or fear. It doesn’t matter what plans you have. It can all become different at Any Given Moment.

Observation – Keep On Keeping On

It is so easy in life to get thrown off balance. Pop would say, “It’s always something.” And it is. It’s one thing to the next and to the next and so on. The rocket is the perfect example. I am in need of constant repairs and work of some sort. Currently, the list includes and arm replacement, front brakes, at least 2 new tires, something with the oxygen sensor, an oil change and a headlamp. I just got myself straightened out and then BAM the refrigerator. I have another oil delivery I need to start thinking about and backed up payments and now a week with almost no income. It is always something. But we cannot let this deter us or through us off balance. I mean it will, at least for a moment. That is only natural. But all we can ever do is pull up the boot straps and Keep On Keeping On.

The Post

Sunday November 12, 2023; 2155

How many times can I sit down and write, “It was quite a day”?

It seems like it is all the time – every time. Quite a day. Quite a week. All the time. That’s what I have to say. The truth is, that is how I feel. All the time. Every day. I just always look back at my day and feel inspired and uplifted and overwhelmed. In general – I feel awe.

I definitely feel all three today. My body is sore. But it is sore in a good way. I don’t know why it is sore. But it is. The New Moon is tomorrow. Maybe I am pre-aching for a soak.

The day turned out good. Certainly better than I could have even hoped. It wasn’t enough to fix my problems, but definitely ample enough to balance them out a bit. Enough to give me a little confidence facing this next week.

The day did not start as planned. When does it ever? I had to take The Boy to work and he didn’t have to be there until 11. There was no sense in trying to go out and work only to run back here. That plan never works right. So, I didn’t get out until about 1100 and around 1700 I was almost regretting it.

Then my day shifted. I got a grouping of deliveries that more than doubled what I had already made [in that app.] It was a short enough gig too and the perfect way to end the day.

In my extra time this morning I tried to purge my brain. I repeatedly walked about the house making note of thing of which I wanted to be aware or with which to tend. I do this from time to time. I always have. It used to be twice a year. Now it is more like 4 times a year.

This makes perfect sense, of course. The timing has shifted to align with the beginning of each season. That sort of happened on its own. It used to be around the two solstices. One of my Goals this year was to bring my focus around to being at least a season ahead of myself.

So, for instance, we just came into the winter season. I am currently plotting and planning both winter and spring. Technically, winter should have already been coursed and I suppose unofficially it was. The point being, when February comes and I start to look at spring and summer, spring will actually be mostly figured out. There will have been work and effort over the winter towards the spring plan.

Always a Season Ahead.

Overall, I feel good. I have a difficult road ahead – trying to get myself balanced out and on track again – but I believe I can manage it.  I really feel as though there is some sort of shift on the horizon. We shall see.

0545

I’m lingering…and lost. [I think lingering just became the ‘time.’] I don’t say this in a bad way. I’m kind of liking it. For as rough as this week has been, I am feeling pretty good at the moment. I shouldn’t be. I should be worried and stressed and panicked. This is the worst week I’ve had in some time and I don’t know how I recuperate from it.

It couldn’t have come at a worse time. There is so much on my plate that I am trying to work towards and I have been slowly slipping backwards for the past couple of weeks. But, it is the timing of it that makes it stand out to me. There’s a point, a purpose. We cannot yet see it for it is just the beginning.

I saw snowfall again last night. I think the snow is getting closer. I don’t often make my first snow prediction out loud. But, for my own sake – out of curiosity – I am going to today. I think we are going to see the first snow in the next 10-12 days. [Later rather than sooner.]

I still have my Yuletide visions – which are opposite of my current reality. I see me having time to focus on it. I can’t imagine how that is possible when I know believe I can no longer take days off. [Of course with the next few holidays there will be ‘forced’ days off.] But I am seeing an extended time. I don’t know how that happens.

I don’t know what I am doing for Christmas yet. At this point, I have the stuff I need to make an ornament for everyone so that is what everyone might get. My only other concern is creating a nice dinner experience. The Princesses will be here as will mom and possibly Boom-Dee-Aye and her boyfriend. I just want to create a nice experience for all. I’m feeling very connected to Yule this year.

I did some meditation last night. It was very brief but potent. It only took me a few moments to reach that state of mind and being. It’s like part of me was waiting to get to it and just jumped right in when I started. I have lots of things I need to work on. Inner and outer. [I always do. But do I do the work?]

All I can do after this week is just brush myself off, adjust the plan and Keep On Keeping On. The whole week feels like a Void and that is how I am going to treat it. It was a moment of nothingness so that something can take form. I can’t put too much energy into what it has been or what it has not. I can only deal with what I have got and move forward the best I can. Wait to see what develops next.

I did have two other thoughts from the week. When Brother John was here helping with the fridge, I showed him some of the moisture issues in the basement. He has gotten us a new and bigger dehumidifier. Hopefully this will help in that battle.

Also, I got our Christmas tree. I wasn’t sure how we were going to have one. The little light up one I had last year stopped working and it wasn’t worth keeping. But, I find myself in a financial pinch. Anyway, I made mention to one of the guys at the Mechanic and he ended up bringing us an artificial tree that his family no longer uses.

For now I must get to my day. I still have Lesson to figure out and I may have some notes from later in the day. Other than that, this is done I believe.

Saturday, November 11, 2023; 2053

I don’t know how I am feeling at the moment. Today was another lousy day for driving. I’m not going to have my rent money by tomorrow. I’ll be lucky if I have it by Monday. I mean, I’ll have some of it. I just can’t see that I will have all of it.  Of course…Anything is Possible & Nothing is as it Seems. Nonetheless, I will do the best I can with what I have at the time. I need to message Brother John in the morning and let him know. In two days I made the same [or less] than what I would normally make in a day.

I can’t stress it. I can’t do anything more than go out and turn on the apps…and wait.

Still, I made something out of this day. I managed to get the house cleaned earlier. Cuddlebug went to her mom’s and The Boy was at work. So, I took advantage of the moment to clean and cleanse the house. I just thought of it this morning. I mean that it was time to clean the house. Not only has it gotten a lil dusty and dirty but I have been expelling something for the better part of the week.

I have been so off kilter. That is difficult enough but my bowels are also messed up. I don’t know if this is still something I ingested that may have gone bad during the fridge or if it is just my bodies cleansing and purging for whatever is coming next.

And something is definitely coming.

I don’t really know what else to write at the moment. I wanted to keep up with the momentum of [almost] daily entries. I wanted to mark the moment. Today was rough both inside and out. Things are working backwards at the moment but I am certain it is for a reason.

Somehow, I think this all relates to Yule.

Friday, November 10, 2023; 2052

Take three.

I started to write last night and then, suddenly, I lost all functionality. I just like completely shut down. My desk chair lays all the way back and that is exactly how I ended up. Then I laid on the floor a bit to try to stretch my bodies out.

Then I went to bed.

So, I’ve been trying to talk about the fridge situation and I want to continue that. However, today was a terribly slow day. I barely broke $100. At first glance this is bad. This is very bad. I have myself back in the hole and I don’t know how I got here. Even with taking days off, I have been keeping myself afloat and all of a sudden, this week, I am sinking.

I do not think this is a coincidence.

This whole week has been strange. The energies are weird. I’m in and out of The Haze on a daily basis – and several times a day. I do not feel grounded or connected to the mundane, yet I am not frenzied and chaotic. My body feels worn. I am tired. My innards are all awry.

I do not know what is happening, but it is intense.

I can’t even keep track of where in time I am. I’m jumping all over the place. Today, all in one day, I saw – The First snowfall of Winter, The first Thaw of Spring, and Christmas. [In that order, but not connected in any way.]

I want to feel nervous and worried about life right now. But the fridge – the fridge won’t let me.

As I was saying before [but you haven’t read yet,] I was definitely stressed as I tried to navigate my way through this – where and how to get a fridge, how to get it moved when I did, how to save as much food as we could in the meantime, what we were going to do if this became a long term situation.

I didn’t really sleep much that night – as I monitored the fridge [because I had done a few things to try to fix it,] and tried to figure out where and how to rent a truck. You may be wondering why I was already looking for a truck. Well, one of the first things I did when I knew the fridge was fritzing was to jump on a FB ‘buy nothing’ page and in less than an hour someone commented that she had one available. So, all I needed was a truck. [And, to be fair, I wasn’t convinced we would get the fridge. Nothing is Guaranteed Until it Happens.]

So, Wednesday morning comes. The fridge is definitely not up to temp. The woman still has the fridge available. I still need a truck. I make another post. Brother John came through. He now owns a truck and was willing to help. It was all coming together. Now, it just needed to happen.

The day was all messed up. I got out late because I was dealing with fridge stuff and I ended early because I needed to deal with fridge stuff.

Nonetheless, we got the fridge. We waited 24 hours [ish] to plug it in and set it up. It’s working just fine and life is [mostly] back to normal. We did lose some food along the way. Little things here and there. [Though I think I ate bad scrapple last night.]

Looking back on it, from this side of things, I see so many Divine moments through it all. My day ended where, when and how it did so that I could get my groceries and get home so I could find out the fridge wasn’t working and deal with it before it was a mess. It was all Precise & Perfectly Placed so that that woman would see my post, as well as Brother John the next morning.

You Always Have What You Need When You Need It; Do Not Worry About Tomorrow for Tomorrow Shall Take Care of Itself. Every step of the way, I had exactly what I needed, when I needed it, to get the job[s] done.

Ask & It Is Given, Seek & Ye Shall Find, Knock & The Door Shall Be Opened [Do I really need to explain this one?]

And, the thing I noticed is that I never lost my Faith through the whole experience. I was stressed. Yes. Perfectly natural. I just needed to work my way through it all. I didn’t doubt that things would work out. I just didn’t know when they would.

The truth is, I found myself feeling very spiritual through it all. I even did some energy workings with the old fridge. [I think it still has life in it. It just needs a boos t somewhere. I did pendulum work and it was so very interesting how it worked…but didn’t.] I even took time on Tuesday night to go into the Spirit Room for a Tea Ritual. I saged and lit candles and incense. There was music. I closed the door and I just meditated. I did exactly what the room is made for.

Tuesday night is representative of exactly the kind of week it has been – right down to the time down The Rabbit Hole.

Like I said, I don’t know what is happening right now. Something [really big?] is shifting – inside of me and around me. Whatever it is, it has all of my systems out of whack. I can’t really think straight, or think past the moment.

I guess we will see what the next days bring.

Thursday, November 9, 2023; 1833

Another interesting day. As the days pass one by one, it becomes ever more clear that I am on some sort of Quest. Things are very trippy – moving in their own way and at their own pace.

Wednesday, November 8, 2023; 2039

What a very interesting few days. They have moved so swiftly and been so chaotic that I feel like I am still in Monday. I have been wanting to write every day since Monday. Monday, till all was said and done, I did not have the wherewithal to write. Last night, with all of the goings on, I did not have the mental facilities to write. So, let’s see if tonight I can do these days justice in their tellings.

First, I want to say that I was sensing that there was going to be something different about this next set of posts. [I believe this whole season.] I wasn’t sure, at first, what it might be. The truth is, I’m still not so certain. But, as usual, I am taking whatever vague pieces I have and putting them together the best I can.

As I look at the way things have been going these past days, it would seem that I am on a Quest. That has been the vibe – the flow of things, the constant shifts, etc. I couldn’t imagine for what I am Questing. Of course, we are going into Yule and it was just in this last post, I believe, that I commented that I didn’t know how I was going to do Yule this year – my kind of Yule.

Perhaps this is the Quest to take me there.

Not that you would know it at a first glance. This week has started off rather backwards.

I took another Monday off. This seems to be the trend of late. I decide at the last minute to take the day off. I’ll regret it for several days but then turn right around and do it again the next Monday. I shouldn’t say I regret it. I don’t really regret it. I suppose it may be better to say that I worry it was a poor choice. I can’t ever regret it though. So far, each Monday has served purpose and things have happened. This Monday was no different.

It's a whole different experience taking a day off. There is no pushing to get myself ready and out the door. I actually have time at home to do things and appreciate The Homestead. This week I made myself some breakfast, which I do not often do. I kinda chilled through my morning and my day. I moved slowly. I didn’t make any rash decisions nor rushed moves.

I did some laundry and wandered out into the shop to piddle about. This was mostly to see how the heater works out there. [It doesn’t really.] I reorganized pots and pans. As with everything else in The Homestead, these came in bits and pieces. Never all at once. So, like everything else in The Homestead, they have been kind of scattered and chaotic. We’ve been talking about sorting them out for weeks now. I definitely did a lot of chilling out, which in the end made sense. Before the night was through I would do an Energy Session for Cuddlebug.

I also spent a great deal of time just kind of grooving with the house – looking it over, being aware, connecting, being grateful.

All in all, it was a good day. It left me a lil on edge financially. Things would be challenging, but not impossible.

Tuesday started as usual – par for the course. I got up, got myself together [slowly] and got out the door. I had a plan based on various versions of my budget. The day seemed to be going well. It wasn’t painfully slow, nor was it overwhelmingly busy. I seemed to be getting where I was going at a very even-keeled pace.

At the end of lunch, I was confident that I could make my Goal. It might have taken me through most of dinner, but I was willing to deal with the longer day. Then it all happened. Boom! Boom! Boom!

At first, my mind analyzed it all as a demonstration of The Only Thing Constant is Change. My life flip-flops all the time and this was becoming a quick and strong example of it. At another point, I considered that it may be a Lesson in Karma – not simply the whole cause and effect thing, but also just how deep in the core of nature it is truly rooted. Then, it became a story about how Everything Happens for a Reason – Precise and Perfectly Placed. [Even more than I realized in the moment, as I look back on the night as a whole.

So, I was going about my day. Business as usual, as I said. I got an order through one app and set about to do it. As I was en route [to pick up or deliver, I don’t remember which,] I got an order through the other app. This was one of those grouped package deliveries. The total was not only enough to make my day but push me just a bit over. Needless to say, I accepted it.

So, now I’m headed to the drop off [for certain] for the first order and I start perusing my information – where, what, etc. I know the location. I’ve been there several times before. It has always been a truck driver and each driver has indicated as much and also given me enough details to find them or at least communicate when I arrive. This was all straight up. There were no special instructions nor directions to this door or that.

I’ve been in this situation before. There’s another logistics place close by where I have been many times. Sometimes it is for a driver, sometimes it is for the staff in the building. So, as I followed the GPS guidance into the lot and up along the building, I looked for an employee entrance. Nothing.

I started down the aisle of tractor trailers. Sometimes these doors are located towards the middle of the yard. I saw nothing. I called the customer. We had connection issues for a moment, but then we got through to each other. However, he didn’t communicate well in English. I’m not just talking about broken English – some flubbed or chopped words. I mean this guy spoke in less than fragmented sentences. It’s not a thing with me. Don’t allow your heads to go there, Fellow Travelers. Things like that make it very difficult to communicate in these situations. No one can understand anyone else.

Needless to say, this conversation did not go well. We established that I was the driver and that I was where I belonged. I explained that I was sitting in the truck lot. To which he responds, “Yeah. Yeah. Truck.”

This went on for a bit, because he seemed to be telling me he was in a truck, but he wasn’t guiding me to the truck. All I kept getting was, “Yeah. Yeah. Truck.” Finally, I snipped, “Which one??” He hung up.

I pulled The Rocket around to a safe place from which I could look down the entire aisle of trucks. Nothin’. There was no sign of anybody getting out of a truck or signaling to me. There were a couple guys staring at me. [Obviously trying to figure out what my malfunction might be.] I sat there like that for a few moments, looking back and forth. Then, I got out of the car and retrieved the order from the backseat. I stood next to The Rocket holding the bag in plain view. Again, I looked over the aisle. Again, there was nothing. No sign of anyone trying to meet me. Now, at this point I am getting a lil antsy. I have this other order to go and start, plus I’m a lil irritated that he hung up on me without telling me where to go.

I really should have done more than I did. I suppose he paid the price for all of the assholes I have had to deal with. Anyway, I wanted to get to my other order. It was the day maker and therefore the end of my day. I was not in the mood for guessing games or phone tag. [I have played both of these games with customers.]

Anyway, I picked a location along a fence in the lot. There was a big sign hanging there so I knew it would be recognizable. I set the order down, took a picture, completed the process, and left.

He called me on my way to Wally World for my next pick-up. I gnored him. I was pissed. [Also, I was ashamed of myself. Gotta call it what it is. I don’t know why we lie to ourselves about the evil things we do.] He called more than once, in fact.

So, now I’m at Wally World and I’m waiting for my order. I waited a little while – not as long as I have at other times, but long enough that I was getting curious. From time to time, the app system and the Wally World system do not communicate properly. So, when I had the chance I asked an associate to see if I was checked in. All good.

I got back in my car and waited…and waited…and waited. It was starting to drag on again. It shouldn’t have been taking this long if I was checked in. The next thing I know, 3 out of the 4 orders cancelled. This left me in a situation. I have been in this situation before.

At this point, because of the way this app system works, I no longer know where I am going or how much I am making. When the offer comes through, I am shown the pickup, how many orders total, the last [approx..] drop off and a total fair for all deliveries. When the number of orders drops, for any reason, there is no way of knowing the remaining location(s) until you get to that particular delivery. You also have to have picked up the order. [They don’t give the address until I have picked up the order.] Also, I can’t know the total fare until I have delivered the order. The problem, in a situation like this, is that the last remaining order could be anywhere. It could be that furthest location.

Now, because of the way the system calculates, each fare is determined by the distance from one location to the next – whether it be from pickup to drop off or drop off to drop off. This number does not change if, as in this case, I am no going from pickup to drop off instead. Basically, I could have driven anywhere for any amount. I could have ended up driving 5 minutes and making $10, or I could have driven 20 minutes and made less than $5. [It’s happened.]

I cancelled the last order.

My first thought on it was Karma. [I was feeling guilt over what I had done with the previous customer.] The Balance – or, Give & Take – of Life.

Now, by this point I was frustrated and kind of over it all. I had been out all day. I had just wasted a lil over 30 minutes of time. I just did not feel like going back on the road. Grocery shopping had been on my list for the day. I was already at Wally World. I figured it was the next logical step in the day.

I had not prepped a list before leaving the house, though I had scanned over one. I was kind of running blind and just doing my best to think of what I knew we needed as well a what I wanted. I also had a particular amount of money that I had available to spend. I only had what available what I had made that day – plus I needed to take out money for a Club Store Stop. I had been working towards both of these, as well as a subscription bill all day long. At this point, the subscription charge had not gone through, and it was just about the very end of the day. I figured it wouldn’t come until the next day.

I made my way through the store, picking up this and that, quietly trying to calculate in my mind. I got everything that was needed and then some. My total had actually come in about $20 less than the overall amount I had set before going into the store. I was satisfied, content, gleeful even.

The Club Store was intended to be an easy in, easy out kinda deal. For the most part it was. I needed soda and I needed bread. Boom. Boom. As I zipped through the store, I noticed walnuts. I meant to get walknuts for Cuddlebug because I used the last of hers when I made my failed Banana bread on Monday. Now this was a big ass bag o’ nuts nd it was something like $8. I didn’t mind but I just wanted to double check what was in the account. Good thing I did, too. That subscription charge went through. Turns out I only had enough left to cover the soda and bread…and clear $1.42. While I was there I ran into one of The Cousins and his wife. It’s always good to see them. We had a nice conversation, I headed up to pay, realized I left my wallet in The Rocket, ran to get it, came back and ran into them again in line.

Now I could see how my day changed and changed and changed again leading me to that moment. Any earlier or later in my day and I would not have run into them. I was meant to run into them.

The best is yet to come.

I got home and as I put the groceries away, I noticed the fridge temp was very warm. Cuddlebug said she had noticed the same and turned it colder. It hadn’t changed. This was how the rest of my night was spent. I had to figure out hat we could save and how we could sav it – if at all. I had to figure out where and how to get a new fridge. I had to figure out how we continued moving on until I did find one.

I was definitely stressed and had to apologize to Cuddlebug later. Not because I was being mean towards her but I definitely snipped a few times because I was so deep in my head trying to navigate through this.

However, I need to move on with my life now. [It is once again morning and I must be getting ready to hit the road.]

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

Cat – Mystery, Magic, and Independence

Goddess Bast, Goddess Freyja, Goddess Shasthi. Study Mouse and Dog as well.

Fly – [*from trustedpsychicmediums.com*]

 When the fly spirit animal makes its way into your life, this usually serves as a warning that there’s danger lurking somewhere.

It means to catch your attention when you are spending too much of your time with someone or on something that has a destructive influence.

The fly meaning brings to focus to anything that’s causing harm to your life, whether of your own choosing or not. An example of this is giving in to societal pressures and indifference.

Just like the cricket spirit animal, the meaning of the fly also speaks about hate, spite, malice, or blame. It buzzes to be heard and flies overhead annoyingly until you are forced to swat or kill it with anything you can get your hands on.

However, before you dismiss the fly as nothing but bad and undesirable, the fly symbolism also speaks about cures for sicknesses (just like the deer symbolism).

The meaning of the fly also serves as a reminder that you reap what you sow.

What you put out there to the world will come back to you a hundredfold, so make sure that your actions, thoughts, and words come from a place of love and goodness.

The fly spirit animal symbolizes abundance and prosperity during times of adversity.

It sends the message that by being persistent, consistent, and determined even in the face of tragedy will result to victory.

The fly signifies encouragement, because it does a very excellent job of goading you with its presence until you surrender to what it wants and let you be.

It will always fasten on you, arouse you, reproach you, or persuade you, and will not be satisfied until you get on your feet and achieve what you set out to achieve.

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. 

Hawk - Visionary Power and Guardianship.

Messengers, protectors and visionaries. Visionary power and leading you to your life purpose. There is a message coming. What you eat, you become. Kundalini. Childhood visions are becoming empowered and fulfilled. The ability to soar and glide upon the currents. Great Heights while still keeping your feet on the ground. Attacks by people who won’t understand you - attack your ability to soar. Teaching of higher expression of psychosis and vision. Beauty and harmony in moderation. Lead you to using your creative energy in manifesting your soul purpose. Hope and new ideas. A need to be open to the new or shows ways that you may help teach others to be open to the new. Be observant. Life is sending signals. Careful in expression. Comments and actions will be strong and powerful with the ability to tear and/or kill. 

Mouse - Attention to Detail. 

It is either time to pay attention to details, or an indication that you cannot see the forest for the trees. You may be getting so locked into details that you forget the big picture. Are you taking care of the trivial, yet necessary, things of life? Are you getting so lost in big dreams that you are neglecting other aspects of your life? Are you becoming so focused on one or two activities that you are neglecting other opportunities? Are you missing what is right in front of you? Is there something obvious that you are missing or need to focus on? Are you trying to do too many things at once and therefore scattering your energies? Mouse can show how to pay attention to detail; how to attain the big things by working on the little things. Lessons associated with attention. 

Peacock – Resurrection and Wise Vision (Watchfulness)

Examination of the mysticism and symbolism of feet. Support system. Foundation of our structure. Greateer vision and Wisdom. Traditional descriptions of the phoenix.

Raven - Magic, Shapeshifting, and Creation.

Bird of birth and death; mysticism and magic. Messenger of the great spiritual realm. Bring forth life and order. Can help you shape shift your life or your being. Knowledge of how to become other ‘animals’ and how to understand their language. Teach how to stir the magic of life without fear. Strong creative life force. Can be used to enter The Void and stir energies to manifest what you most need. Expect Magic. Somewhere in your life, magic is at play. Activates the energy of magic, linking it with your will and your intentions. Teaches how to take that which is unformed and give it the form you desire. 

Dog – Faithfulness and Protection

Different dogs will mean different things. Examine the qualities of your breed and the individual dog. It takes a lot to break a dog’s spirit. It’s ability to love, even when abused, is tremendous. It’s spirit and willingness to love and to be a companion is great. What is this saying about your need for or lack of companionship? Are you being faithful? Are others around you? Are you showing unconditional love, or receiving it? Do you need to be more protective of your territory? Do you need to play a little more? Does your spirit need bolstering? How about those around you? Examine your territories. Dog knows its own home ground.