S9EP1: Coming Around

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It is…Sunday, February 5, Two-Thousand and Twenty-Free. Time...Indiscernible

Theme – Count Your Blessings Where They Are

This came up a lot this week. Life is rarely perfect. Sometimes, it seems like everything is going wrong. But, in and amongst all of that, there are always blessings. I think my experiences of the week will give a good demonstration of this.

Lesson – Just Do It

This is not a statement of action. [I’m not Nike.] It is more a statement of be-ing. You just have to be you. Just do it. The world will fall in line around you. Who you are may not be for everyone. Those people will drift away. Other people will be drawn to you because you are perfect for who they are being. Opportunities will present themselves. Moments will happen. We get one chance at this life. Only one chance to be the whole of who we are – mind, body and spirit. Just do it.

Observation – I’ve Got Good News and I’ve Got Bad News

This started as a joke between me and The Mechanic. He pretty much says this to me every time I am at the shop. As I amused myself with this throughout the week I realized that it is appropriate for the whole of my life. Perhaps for life in general. It seems the two always go together. There is give and take to everything. An upside and a downside. Something sacrificed and something gained. Take the Good with the Bad.

The Post

I want to try to talk about the week, because the week is always important. But, I also want to lay the paving stones for our adventure that is the year ahead.

Let’s talk about the week first.

It was a good week. It was far from perfect. It certainly didn’t go, nor play out, the way I had planned and hoped. But all in all, I must say it was a good week.

Monday sucked – from a work/income aspect anyway. Between breakfast and lunch combined I made $50. I was out and about for 6 hours and drove for a total of 2.67 hours. On days like this I tend to lose my motivation to drive. Had that number come in just a little bit higher, I would have been good to go. But when you see a number for two meal periods that should have been the total for just one of them, ya just stop caring for a moment.

I came home on my afternoon break and just couldn’t seem to get back out for dinner. I cannot tell you what I did with the rest of my Monday, Fellow Travelers. It is Once Upon Ago. We are at the peak of the Full Moon right now. Imbolc was just a few days ago. Plus, there was a frenzy of activity and energies along the way.

Monday is lost forever.

Tuesday was a much better day. I didn’t quite make my goal for the day, but I did make enough to keep myself on track…and that is the important part. Tuesday brought with it a bit of Spirit magick and the recognition of its power.

Again I say, you would think that after all of these years and all of the moments I have spent realizing that Spirit is always right that I would learn to just listen without question or argument. You would think that I would learn to just follow the plan without trying to amend it or tweak it – making it my own.

But…no, no. For I am human. [And, I am male.] Therefore…*in an obnoxious type of voice, while slamming a fist onto the desk* “I will have it my way…Damn it!”

Yeah.

Right.

So, here’s what happened. Like I said, I worked on Tuesday and it was a fairly decent day. It wasn’t quite what I wanted but it was Just Enough to do the deed. My main Goal above all else was simply to not begin my day on Wednesday with a negative balance. As long as I did that, I would feel satisfied. More, of course, was always welcome.

The catch was that Tuesday night there was an event at The Meeting Place. It is important [for me] that I attend these functions. The Meeting Place has played a larger part in my Life Path than even any of its members know. The best way to acknowledge this, and pay homage to it, is to get my ass there for as many functions as possible. Spirit has also made it very clear that it is one of my obligations.

I had already missed 2 in January. This one was in January [barely] but was the February function. I was okay missing things in January. It is The Void, after all. So, I should expect January to be all messed up. But, with February 1 would come Imbolc – the start of my functional year. Tuesday was, obviously, The Day Before. I was already in the Imbolc cycle and therefore there could be no excuses.

Again, Spirit had made it abundantly clear that my job that night was to attend the function. No ifs, ands, nor buts. My ass was going to be seated in The Meeting Room. I had planned on such. I wore my clothes for that night while I was working. I took my tie so there would be no need to come back to New Geistopia, nor anything to offer me excuses to not go. I even took $5 with me so I could partake in the [optional] meal beforehand.

However, as the top of the hour arrived, I found that I was just shy of my acceptable Goal. In fact, I was exactly $7.01 short. Now, this hour would have been the dinner hour. It was not critical, even though it could have been considered important. I was so close to my Goal and I wanted to feel accomplished. I have faced so many challenges since the beginning of the year and I just wanted, this once, to end my day exactly where I wanted to end it.

Once fair offer and I was golden. That is all it would take. The average offer is about $6-$7. If I had come in pennies shy, I would have lived with that. But not dollars. Yet, as I drove back to my parking spot, Spirit whispered that I should just go to The Meeting Place. I should call it a day and move on to the next agenda item.

I wasn’t having it. No way in Hell.

Again Spirit whispered, “Just do it. Just go. You will be fine.”

My response to this was a very adamant, “Hell no. I’m tired of hearing that. I’m tired of hearing you will be fine. I want to be fine right now. I don’t want to be fine tomorrow night, or Thursday morning, or by the end of the week. I want to be fine now. I am so damned close and I am not going anywhere until I make that Goal damn it!!”

This whole argumentative process took about 20 minutes. Within just a few moments of my previous declaration of strength and determination, I would receive an offer. It was a quick one. I could just barely squeeze it in. I now had 30 minutes until the function began. The total offer for the fare?

$7.02

I thought, “You rotten sonuvabitch. Fuckin’ smartass.”

But, OK. Whatever. It was the money I wanted and if all went smoothly I could get to The Meeting place in Just Enough time. That is precisely what happened. I couldn’t have spared another moment in that trek. Literally, one more second later and the function would have begun and my entrance would have been a disruption. I never would have accepted that, so I wouldn’t have gone in. Nonetheless, I was just in time. Precise and Perfectly Placed.

Here's the kicker to it all.

Just as I was getting to The Meeting Place. I received a notification. It was the final tip from a previous offer. [This app delays paying the tip, giving the customer an hour to make any desired adjustments.] The final total tip for this offer was more than originally projected. It alone would have covered my deficit…and then some. I would have been just fine.

When G-d talks…he’s usually right.

Of course, this face slap of a moment was not enough to let that sink in to this old, stubborn, PA Dutch brain. I had to put myself through one more later in the week, but we will get to that.

Wednesday would begin two days of utter….whatever. I have no words. They were intense. They were chaotic. They were productive. They were stressful. They were beautiful. But none of those words could truly leave you with the same feeling I have when I think about those two days.

Wednesday and Thursday mornings I would have The Rocket at The Mechanic. Wednesday, I knew about in advance. It was scheduled and I had planned around it. Thursday would come as more of a surprise. [Though no great one.]

I had taken The Rocket in to get the passenger side control arm and sway bar link replaced. Just in the nick of time I might add. The mechanic showed me the control arm and I can be grateful and feel blessed that I did not lose a wheel in all of my travels.

A few minutes into the work, The Mechanic came to the door. His head was hung slightly and he had a certain heavy look to his face. I knew this look. I’ve seen it almost every time I have been to The Mechanic in the last 18 months.

He opened the door and said, “I have good news and I have bad news.” I have also heard this with each visit. I am legit getting him a T-shirt. It is ordered and tomorrow I will pay for it. But, he is getting a shirt that, on one side, says, “I have good news,” and on the other, “And I have bad news.” [And it has a Mechanic Theme to the design.]

It would turn out that I needed 4 new tires. I knew that. In fact, I was going to ask about the tires that day. I wanted to know how much longer I could go before I had to pop that expense. The answer was not at all. Those weren’t his words. What he said was, “Tomorrow.”

Wednesday, I got out on the road for work just a little bit later than I had hoped. I started just at the tip of lunch, but I only lasted until the middle of lunch. I became so excessively tired. I couldn’t keep my eyes open. I can’t drive like that. So, I came home to rest.

Thursday, I got out a little sooner and was doing ok. But, then, I got tired again. This time, I forced my way through all of lunch. It was not easy but I made it. As soon as I could, I got my ass back to New Geistopia and laid down. I was out for an hour.

This is not typical of my rests. They are usually 20 minutes max and that is on a rough day. They have also been known to be as little as 5 minutes. An hour is almost unheard of. It happens. It’s never good when it does.

I picked myself up to go get myself together for the road and I immediately rolled over and laid down on my side. I had such pressure in the bridge pf my nose. [The Wisdom Chakras.] I just couldn’t get up in that moment.

Now, this may seem feeble and weak, Fellow Travelers. Perhaps you find yourself writing it off as an excuse. But think of this. Twice before I have had this same experience. I laid down for a rest. I went in deep and heavy for an extended period of time. Eventually, I would force myself back and get up – with that same feeling of being dazed and confused, the pressure in the nasal region.

Both times I lost consciousness and ended up picking myself up off the floor. All of this was within 2 minutes or less of forcing myself up. So, I prefer not to take that chance anymore. I’m a lil antsy about it all.

I was out for another 30 minutes. When I did finally get up, I still didn’t feel right. Everything was out of sorts. It took me another 2 hours to feel as if I had any cognitive sense about me. I missed dinner. Fortunately, I had seen it coming in enough time to figure it all out.

I may not know much about life but one thing I have learned over the years is that when life puts you over a barrel like that, all you can do is step back, take a deep breath, and ask what you can or should do to keep things ‘right.’

I did make the most of those two ‘lost’ days. I put New Geistopia in order. I tweaked and finished a few of my projects. I brought up a metal cabinet and two filing cabinets from The Cave so I could get my office life in order. Things have been sitting here in boxes for 2 months. My papers are scattered about the house. I even got the barr room entertainment center assembled. That project also inclided moving furniture and sweeping the floor and all osrts of other extra little side tasks. Nonetheless, I put all of that in order. It is all functional now. This may seem unimportant. But it is.

First and foremost, Take Care of the Shop and the Shop Will Take Care of You. My home is my shop. It is the whole of my life and livelihood. When it is chaotic, I am chaotic. [It’s all very Feng Shui kinda shit.]

Second – now it is done. It is all one less thing t weigh on my mind on a daily basis.

Finally, the house is ready. It is ready to receive guests, be they mine or the girls’. More importantly, it is ready to receive clients.

So now the house is in order. I can function. I can move about fairly carefree. I can be comfortable and relaxed. It feels good to have that. It felt good after I finished those projects. That’s how I knew I had made the right choice. My spirit was lifted. My body was light. My mind was at ease.

I had a rough time getting motivated on Friday morning. I imagine it was burnout from my previous 3 days’ Spirit Quest. [More and more every year, Imbolc really kicks my ass.] Still, I got out on the road. I had a fairly decent day. I would almost make my Goal. Saturday would be a different story.

On Saturday, Cuddlebug had a Scholarship Competition at her college of choice. It was scheduled from 9-4, families can attend and she had asked if I wanted to be a guest. Of course I wanted to, but my challenge was that I still needed to make money. Not knowing what exactly we were getting in to, or how it worked, I planned on being there for the beginning to get a feel for it all. Then, I would slip off for my lunch shift. After which I would return to The College and see it all finish up. [Yes. Her college of choice is The College. Home sweet home. One of the several places from which I shall never escape.]

The competition day was nothing I would have envisioned. It involved the students taking a test [somewhere] for several hours, while the guests went to various breakout informational sessions. We weren’t even scheduled lunch at the same time. So this is how my day went.

I worked in the morning. I didn’t make a great deal of money but Just Enough to think it could be a good day. Then I went and met Cuddlebug and Mama Rabbit at The College. I stayed for the welcoming ceremonies and then broke away to do some work. Again, I made Just Enough to keep me positive and motivated. I went back to The College for a particular information session and some lunch. I then went back out on the road. Once more, I made Just Enough. Finally, I would return to The College for the wrapping up ceremonies and to pick up Cuddlebug so I could drive her to The Boy’s house.

In all of that driving, I never actually strayed far from The College. Again, this is why I love what I do. What other job could I keep that allows me to just come and go at my whim, while still being productive and making money? Plus, it can keep me right where I want to be when I’m finished.

So, I got Cuddlebug to The Boy’s, which is actually quite a bit out of my way. I still had about $80 to make for my day. But, I was far from my home base for deliveries. I decided to go out on a limb and turn the apps on while I drove the interstate to my destination. I figured it couldn’t hurt to see if I got any offers.

I did get2, but they came a little too late to catch the right exit, and neither paid enough to go through a hassle. For a little while, I had contemplated just packing it in. I hadn’t had a rest all day and I was feeling a bit tired.

Right about then, I would get a text from The Lil Boss. Once again, their dishwasher quit – out of the blue and with no real notice. This left them stuck for the evening. She asked that if my driving was slow could I please come in and help. I told her to let me see how it all went and I would touch back with her. [Even though I knew what my answer was supposed to be.]

The Theatre is another of those places from which I can never escape. I am forever being drawn back in. I can’t say no. It has been made clear that, for whatever reason, it is a part of my life. I do not know why I am there, or for whom. I only know that it is where G-d wants me.

Of course, I huffed and puffed quite a bit. The Rocket becoming my own personal Gethsemane as I whined and griped about how I didn’t like this plan at all and I didn’t want to do it. This only lasted a few minutes though. I would inevitably accept my fate.

“Well, if that’s what we’re going to do, then let me go back to the house and get at least some rest since I’ve had none. I’ll grab my work shoes and I’ll be good to go.” With that, a hawk flew down and directly across the path of The Rocket.

This was the plan.

Except, I still had long drive until I got back to New Geistopia. Long enough for me to think. Thinking is my downfall.

As I looked at things I thought bout how The Theatre would cover most of what I was short for the day. But, I would still need about $20-30 to be where I wanted to be. I realized that in the same amount of time I would be going to the house, resting, getting my shoes, that I could actually make that money. It was right at the beginning of the dinner shift.

G-d advised against this.

I told G-d to stuff it. After all, I was trying to be responsible. I was adulting. I can’t just keep cutting my days off and missing my Goal to suit his whims. I want my life balanced out and if I at least tried then I couldn’t feel bad if it didn’t happen. But, if I threw in the towel on the day I would then spend every day after thinking, “Well if I had just gone out on the road.”

I did get three offers early in the process. The first two were not worth the effort. They were offers I wouldn’t have taken any given day. The third was significantly more – about ¾ to ½ of what I still needed. However, the drive to and from the drop off would have consumed my whole hour. Perhaps even a bit more. All things considered, I didn’t see it worth the drive in this particular instance. Other times…sure. But I could drive less, and make just as much with two smaller orders.

I did not get another single offer the rest of dinner. Someone was making a point. G-d has been great about shifting the right offers my way, allowing things to fall into place. This time, he very purposefully made sure I did not get an offer that I would take, because he was making a point.

“I told you what to do. I told you that you would be fine. Once again, you did not listen and you pitched quite a fit along the way.” [Which I really did. I was pissed.] “Sooo…how ‘bout you stuff it.”

When G-d talks, he is usually right.

Today was a relatively good day. It had its bumps, but by and large it flowed smoothly. I got out on the road at a decent time for a Sunday morning. I was not out long before I started what would become an almost 6 solid hours of deliveries. When that was done, I came home and took my rest.

Admittedly, I had a rough time getting back out on the road for dinner. Honestly, part of me didn’t want to do it at all. Still, I built up the motivation and went to work. It was during my first of only 2 offers that I would realize I didn’t have my glasses. I need my glasses to see house numbers and road signs. During the day I can fake it. But, the sun was setting and in the dark it all becomes much more challenging. In the dark, I need my glasses all the time.

I pushed my way through the second delivery which was almost unbearable. Without my glasses I couldn’t see the numbers on the signs. I couldn’t see where roads and parking lots were leading. I had such a terrible time getting to the customer. I called it right after that and nowhere I am in my 4th hour of trying to get this post completed.

Overall, I am satisfied and content.

My Goal for this week, above all else, was to bring my life back into balance. A good portion of this was the finishing of the house. That made such a difference for me. Another large portion was bringing my account to at least a $0 balance. I didn’t care if I got ahead as long as I didn’t start next week with another negative balance.

My biggest challenge in this was that I needed both groceries and wood pellets. There was no way I could afford them and not create a deficit – continuing a cycle from which I would never break free. It was suggested [ahem] that I use the credit card.

Granted, Fellow Travelers, this was not a favorite choice. But I just did not have the funds to do either, let alone both. The other option was to create an even larger negative balance than what I have been managing all these weeks. In fact, I decided that I would also get my gas for The Rocket with the card. I can deal with whatever minor inconveniences this choice creates later.

This allowed me to push towards my Goal. As long as I was using the card, I decided to stock up at the grocery store. I didn’t go excessive, but I did expand. I have been putting off simple purchase because they involve additional purchases beyond them. For example, I have not gotten soup because I do not have crackers and I didn’t want to have to get both. The same with pasta. I haven’t bought any because that would also require some sort of sauce and I also do not have parmesan for on top.

I decided to get all of this stuff. I also stocked up a little extra on dinners and things for lunch. I even got myself some waffles and egg sandwiches for breakfast. I have variety available to me. I have all of this stuff and now I can expand and build on it moving forward.

I even decided to buy new candles. Since Yule I have been avoiding new purchases and just trying to use up my existing partially burned candles – shifting them around as needed until they are burnt to completion. With the passing of Imbolc, I felt it was appropriate to start anew.

I have a rare set of circumstances next week and I am looking to take advantage of them as much as possible. First, I only have one scheduling ‘conflict.’ There is a function at The Meeting Place on Tuesday, but it is late enough in the day that it should not interfere with my income making. [As we learned this week.] Also, I have no major bills this week. Outside of my living and operating expenses, my bills due this week total $24. So, even with my $16 deficit I should be able to put myself to a functioning pace moving forward.

Speaking of moving forward – I need to work The Theatre into my schedule. I think I have a plan to do so. However, I am going to take it a few weeks at a time.

I think that is all for the week.

And now for the set-up.

So, first, I want to circle back around to Remember What You Have Learned from last week. I think it was an important statement. My life has been full of Lessons. But, I feel like the past two years have been so very intense as things have shifted around. I think the things I have learned in this time are the things I need to keep myself moving forward. [Eventually.]

The list is so long really.

Ask & It Is Given; See & Ye Shall Find; Knock & The Door Shall Be Opened

Trust in the Lord your G-d

Precise & Perfectly Placed

It All Works Out

Right Here, Right Now

Let it Flow

Be Careful What You Wish For [and How]

The Power of Visualization

Dream, Live, Own

Relax, Release, Realize

Tomorrow Shall Take Care of Itself

The Path of Least Resistance

Each as it Comes

Believe

Slow and Steady Wins the Race

Take Care of the Shop and the Shop Will Take Care of You

Gratitude is the Best Attitude

Slow & Steady Wins the Race

Six Minutes is a Long Time [and Anything Can Happen in Six Minutes]

Use the Resources Before You

Like I said, the list kind of goes on and on. [I just kept adding to it throughout the week and probably could have used any one of these in The Trinity.] I just need to stay focused and remind myself of these things daily. I may make an official list and print copies out to hang around New Geistopia. I feel like everything over the past two years has been leading to right now. Everything for the whole of my life really.

It’s like a test, if you will. I have to put all of my skills and resources to use. I have to remain diligent and focused. And, I have to remember that I am not really in control of anything.

Now for the forecast.

As usual, I can only see so much.

I know that March is significant. I feel like March is when we know if this was all make it…or break it. Right now, I have a ‘thing’ planned for the middle of March and we shall see if and how that turns the tides at all. [So, let’s say 6 weeks.]

I can’t see the end of the year. I can’t see Yule, or October, or August. I can’t even see June or July.

I see some changes and shifts, but I don’t know what that means. I have a feeling of abundance currently. It feels as though the money situation straightens itself out and I won’t be stressing as much.

I don’t see myself driving as much. I don’t see myself giving it up altogether, but I think it may become secondary. I don’t know when or how that could happen.]

So…Markers. Imbolc was one. It always is. This coming week is a Marker. [For me, this is sort of the make it or break it.] Then I see nothing until Ostara. That’s about when I should see a real shift in things.

And, recently, something came about May 1, or Beltane.

After that, I have nothing until Yule. Though, I can’t ‘see’ Yule, I have a feeling it could be bigger and more intense than this past one. But I have absolutely nothing between Beltane and Yule. And that is very odd.

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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**

Deer – Gentleness and Innocence – Gentle Luring to New Adventures

They have been able to adapt to every sort of habitat. Buddha is often pictured with a deer. Antlers are symbols of antennae, connections to higher forms of attunement. Look for new perceptions and degrees of perceptions to expand for as much as the next five years. Can indicate that there will be opportunities to stimulate gentle new growth increasingly over the next few years. Leads us back to the primal wisdom. A deer’s senses are very acute. Find increasing ability to detect subtle movements and appearances. Begin to hear what may not be said directly. Time to be gentle with yourself and others. A new innocence and freshness is about to be awakened or born. There is going to be a gentle, enticing lure of new adventures. Are you trying to force things? Are others? Are you being too critical and uncaring of yourself? An opportunity to express gentle love that will open new doors to adventure for you.

Eagle - Illumination of Spirit, Healing, and Creation.

Balance of being of the Earth, but not in it. The soul, the spirit, and warmth of life. The resurrection. Punishment and reward. Greater sight and perception. Reflects an awakening ability or the need to learn to walk between worlds. Heroic nobility and divine spirit. The rediscovery of the inner child. Alchemy. Involvement with creativity. A willingness to experience extremes in a controlled condition. A willingness to use your passions to purify and to use your abilities, even if you get scorched a little in the process. The need to stay connected to and use things of the Earth. Important to know when to speak, how much, how strongly. New vision will open. The ability to hear - spiritually and physically - may also increase. Cooperative responsibility. A healing role. Opportunities (even those thought long lost) will arise - learn to see and snatch them up. A new sense of timing and movement will begin to develop Primal force inherent and easily awakened. Take on the responsibility and the power of becoming so much more than you now appear to be. Events will now fly faster, repercussions for everything you think, do and say (or fail to) - positive and negative - will be both stronger and quicker. A powerful new dimension to life and a heightened responsibility for your spiritual growth. Touch all of life with healing and become the mediator and the bearer of new creative forces within the world.

Goose (Snow) - The Call of the Quest and Travels to Legendary Places

A totem reflecting a stimulation of the childhood thrill and belief in stories and legendary places. These stories either reflected an imprint for this life or they may have even imprinted you with certain seed ideas. Also be a totem to aid you in communication especially through the use of stories. Individuals wishing to write - be it stories or anything - can facilitate this process by working with the goose as a totem. It will stimulate the imagination and help move you through creative blocks. Also a symbol of fertility and marital fidelity. It may reflect a need for more vegetables in the diet, and maybe even becoming a vegetarian for a while. It reflects an ability to move forward or backward. It reflects movement, and a call to the spiritual quest. Stirs our imagination and makes us want to seek out new worlds and dimensions. Calling us to follow them on the great spiritual quest. It speaks of the fulfilled promises that great quests bring. Epitomizes the mystery of migration. Reminds us that as any one individual mass his or her quest, it becomes easier for others to do so as well. Reminding us that we should not undertake any quest in life without having a full view of what it entails. In this way the journey is facilitated for others. Reflects an opening to new possibilities. New directions and new possibilities. Reflects an openness to new ideas. Usually indicates we are about to affix ourselves to a new path. Reflects great fertility that should be acted upon if growth is desired. Greater vision, physical and spiritual, will occur. Can reflect that you are about to break free of old childhood restraints and begin to come into your own. You can expect to have the imagination stirred towards new travels to distant places - whether in the body or mind.

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.