S2, E1 - Let It Begin...

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.

Welcome To My Life is a project, an experiment in Life and ART. A living storyboard, if you will. Its premise is that life is experiential, and that you can, and do, experience the life you choose. It is based on The Wheel of Life and The ARTs for The New Millennium as life building tools.

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It is…Sunday, January 13, 2019. Time...Stalled.

Theme of the Week – Trust in The Lord

This came up a few times in the week. I think the trick to this Theme is that one has to trust Spirit at all times and through all things – even the difficult and challenging. I’m challenged right now. My time is stretched thin and my finances are almost completely gone. The time is a glitch in the system. There is nothing I could have done differently with that. However, what needs to be done is always done when it needs to be. The finances are a combination of things. I was a bit generous in my spending at Yule time. But, also, I lost about a week’s worth of income between The Occurrence and shows that ended up getting cancelled at The Theatre. I’m trying not to think about it too much. I’m taking it one day, one need, at a time. Today I am ok.

Lesson of the Week – One At A Time

Whether it is days, moments, or challenges it is always best to face them just one at a time. Tomorrow is not here yet and today may very well change tomorrow. Things happen - good, bad and indifferent. But, if we spend all of our time looking ahead we can never reap the harvest of now.

Observation of the Week – Ask and It Is Given; Seek and Ye Shall Find

I always see this in my life. But, this week, it was a little more potent for me. I have tickets to a show – three of them, for me and the Princesses. I wanted to give them the tickets for Christmas but wasn’t able to get the funds together. Instead, Big ‘D’ gave the tickets to me for Christmas so I could take the girls. One day, after having purged all of my files and folderd and documuments, I realized I could not find the tickets. I looked every place that I normally would have put them. But, to no avail. I began to panic, worry, stress. The first message that came to me was, “Wait until after the weekend before you get too worried.” So, fine. I put the worry on hold and moved onward. Soon after that I had a vision of one of my file folders in the cabinet. I decided maybe I should check there. It took me several days before I could actually do that. In fact, it took me until today. In the meantime, every time I stressed or worried, I reminded myself of the time frame and the place to look. That is precisely where they were.

Wow, what a week it has been. So very typical of January in its own individual and unique way.

WALT: Hey…hey did you see what I did there? I changed the name to ‘The Baby-Mama Rabbit.’

Yeah I saw that.

WALT: Well, you said it the other day and I thought it worked.

I suppose it does. I mean, she is my babies’ mama…and she will always be Mama Rabbit.

WALT: *singing* Put them all together and that spells…M-O-T-H-E-R…

And, they say I’m the cracked one.

WALT: Hey, it’s your head. We’re just both using it.

So, anyway, it was an intense kinda week.

The Middle School show process has begun. I have come to the conclusion that I casting is my least favorite part of this process. I have such talented kids. And, some of them actually seem very motivated as well. I’m excited for the process of the show. I am hoping I can pass on, not only my enthusiasm for theatre, but perhaps a little knowledge as well.

However, right this moment, I am the entire production staff. I am the director and musical director and choreographer. I am the marketing team and the set design and the prop master and costume mistress. Now, granted, part of this is my own damn fault. [That all goes back to the December Occurrence.] Nonetheless, I have been presented with many resources to at least start getting the job done. The challenge is that I just received my materials and a lot of what I am doing now I would have completed before auditions this past Monday. So, it is a little overwhelming at the moment, but not impossible.

So, auditions and casting and planning and the first audition were most of the focus of my week.

The Theatre is gearing up for the first production of the season. It is a very brief run, but there are things to be done before we get there. I have been struggling with getting in there and getting it done. There are days that no one is there and I can’t get in to work. There are times they are there but I can’t get be there at that time or for the whole time. There have been moments when I went to work on something and didn’t have what I needed to complete the job. Basically…it’s been a whole lot of ‘The January Syndrome.’

Every January things move very slowly. The reason for this is that my focuses for the year are moving themselves into place, revealing themselves to me piece by piece. The Middle School is one of those focuses. It has been revealing itself the most, because it is the most current. The Theatre is another one of those focuses.

The struggle with The Theatre is that it has plans and focuses of its own, things that may be shifting and changing. So, my overall focuses for The Theatre cannot be determined until some of that is clear. In the meantime, I need to focus week by week, show by show. I am growing into a new position with new responsibilities. [And, I kinda wanna get it right this time.]

WTML is a focus. It’s not only going to be about trying to continue to keep up with the blog, but also about maybe moving something to a different, newer, level.

My Ministry is a focus – not so much as the promoting of it, but more the practice of it. Lately, I have been returning to old ways. I have been doing my Daily Devotions, my attuning. I have been doing more Ritual, my cleansing and my grounding. I have been journaling, recording the times and the moments and the experiences.

I have watched these things grow over the past several weeks. They have great potency for me, but the also bring with them a host of challenges. The energies have been stronger. I had that problem last night. I went through this whole ritual and cleansing [of both myself and the house] and all of a sudden, when those energies subsided, I was just wiped.

The journaling helps. It puts things into better perspective. I feel more aware of things. I have to be cautious. I have to remember how this went the last time. That level of awareness is life-changing, soul-shifting. But, as the adage goes [a la Spider-Man] ‘with great power, comes great responsibility.’

The timing to this shift in consciousness is interesting.

There is a possibility that I am returning to That Place…the one that I loathe so; The one where I met Her Jenniness and DancingQueen.

I do loathe it so.

It is of even more interest recently. Just this week, The Shaman brought up That Place. Now, he may know of what happened there so many years ago, but we have never discussed it. I do not discuss it ever, except here – in my own cryptic way. But, he mentioned it. He alluded to the darkness that sleeps there. The darkness I once faced.

Every magickal person I have ever known personally refuses to go there. My Reiki Master was the first to say it aloud. Then, many years after The Happening, Otto once confessed that during it all he had visited That Place. He had projected himself there. He told me that immediately after he arrived he was jammed in the Third Eye. He said, “Matt, I’m telling you right now – I will never go back there again…in any form.”

Even The Shaman seemed wary. Still, he pointed me in a direction that I may or may not already be aware of. He spoke of an outcropping of rocks in the NorthEast corner. I can picture it. If it is what I am remembering, I have been there.

That was the day it all changed.

God…do I loathe that place.

Still, I am stuck with it…or am I?

Right this moment, I am scheduled to be part of a production. However, every step of this process has brought with it a challenge. It has not been easy. Even now, I am needing to take care of clearances that I do not know I can take care of. Certainly not right this moment.

Without this, I cannot proceed with the production. Perhaps this is for the best. It has been a challenge thus far and would require me to miss a lot of work at a time I cannot afford to do so. It also would leave me unable to do something very special with The Princesses.

So, maybe it is for the best.

But, that’s an awful lot of information, and revelation, if I am not going to be returning.

I drive past, every day on my way to The Theatre. I peer in. I look and scan and observe. Something moved recently. It’s different.

All I can do on the matter is Trust in The Lord. If I am needed there, then things will begin to unfold and take care of themselves naturally. [With some nudging, of course.] And, if that happens, then I must Trust in The Lord that I am capable of doing whatever it is that needs to be done. I was in way over my head with The Happening. I honestly don’t feel any more prepared now. The only difference is that now I understand just how real it all is.

Of course, the challenges may become impassable obstacles. In this case, I must, again, Trust in The Lord. It would not only be beneficial to the whole of my life…but…I have considered the opposite as well. What if I was never there to keep it at bay? What if I am its Key? I was a common factor before. [So easily used and manipulated.] So, staying away would certainly be best.

Still…I am bound to That Place – somehow, someway. And, all I know is…The Happening can never happen again.

Crafting is becoming a focus once more. Again, it’s not so much about promoting and selling right now. It’s about creating and completing and growing. I have actually cut through all of my wood in The Fortress and burned it, leaving only what I have earmarked in projects already. It was all part of The Purge.

The Purge, is still a focus. I have a very (very) long way to go on that. But it is definitely time.

Making changes is a focus.

I honestly thought this was the day I was going to quit smoking. I did. It wasn’t. But, it is time. It is long overdue. It is my…Sacrifice. I want to know what lies behind this Temple Door with which I have been presented – this new life, this different life, this…stronger life.

But, every Spirit Guardian requires a tribute, a gift. It will ask for something of value. I have come to value cigarettes, because I have become attached to them. I have attached them to myself and to my routine and my habits and my personality. It’s as Don Juan once told Carlos Castaneda, “It’s easy, once you realize it is nothing.”

Smoking really is nothing. It is nothing, but a distraction and detraction. (It’s all nothing, really.)

There is a new friendship on the horizon -a new association. I do not know what to make of it beyond that at this point. It is one that developed during The Occurrence in December. We have talked about getting together, connecting, but we have yet to have that opportunity, what with the holidays and all.

Needless to say, the Princesses are a focus. I want to give them the best year that I can. I hope to give them a grand adventure. I think I have it in my head.

Geistopia requires much focus. This is what The Purge is all about. Things must get sorted and discarded and fixed and completed and organized. (Relax and Release.)

And last, but certainly never the least, there is That About Which I Cannot Write. The situation is as it is. It’s a bit awkward and uncomfortable for me. It’s something that, soon, I must face almost every day again. I fear that we are all playing this too cozy.

Everyone seems to be acting as if the current course we are on is safe, like nothing can go wrong. Unfortunately, I feel I understand human nature better than that. It is volatile under the best of circumstances. So, to think we can continue on without incident seems almost infantile to me. My focus on this matter, therefore, is to ensure that there are no incidents. The plan is simple – eyes down, mouth shut. The follow-through will be taxing on me. I’m not sure I have the wherewithal for it right now.

I think that is all the news that is the news.

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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