The Ride of My Life

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

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 Looch

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Wilson

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Brother John & Sister Jen

The Bee Man

Spooky Queen

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The Nameless One

Tim-Bo

The Mayor & The Turkey Man

The Rox

PDT

Sir Richard Slouch

The Wix-ians

The Socialite

The Village of Idiots

Piz-Niffer

Dancing Queen

Downtown Encyclopedia Brown

Chicken Witch

Dick Pointer

Soup, the Son

The Legendary Pink Elephants

Baby-Mama Rabbit

Wisconsin Belle

The Babes

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

It is…Sunday, January 5, Two-Thousand and Twenty-Jive. Time...Forming

Theme – Work With What You Have

You always have what you need. So when faced with challenges look around you. Use whatever you can in whatever way you can to set things 'right' and overcome. This includes time.  

Lesson – Don't Take Things at First Glance

I pull a Tarot Card for myself everyday. Or try to anyway. this week, I only got two pulled. One was Futility. The other was Defeat. They were both very hard for me to read. Not only is not what one wants o hear when struggling through a situation, but it also goes against every other vision or vibe I have had.

Observation – The Progression of Things

I'm sure I could come up with numerous examples if I really sat and thought about it, such as the Amazon orders - never really planned, just sort of happened. That would be an example of how things just progress naturally. But, the thing that made me really look at this was my therapy progression. It's happening. It's happening slowly. This week my one therapist said that "we won't really have a good sense of how things are moving along until the end of January. This, of course, lines up with my next 'marker.' This is more an example of how we can gauge our own progression - without attachment. February 1st [or Imbolc] is my next 'marker.' A 'marker' for me is simply the next time I feel I can anticipate a shift. Currently, I have my bills [not rent] covered for all of January. So this statement from the therapist just reinforces that 'marker.' Sometimes the progression of things serves to help us know where on the path we are.

The Post

 Whew. What’s week, This was one of those weeks that was Once Upon Ago as soon as it started. It went by fast and I feel like there was just so much activity,

I cannot remember Monday at all.

Tuesday I had a late therapy appointment and then I was off to Olde Geistopia - where Big ‘D’ and I slept through the New Year.

Wednesday was a midday New Year’s meal and then home.

Thursday was another therapy session. Then the rest of the day and all of Friday I just worked at stuff around the Homestead.

Saturday, I crashed and burned. I don’t know what happened to me. I woke up very weak. Walking was difficult. I fell asleep twice Saturday morning sitting in my chair. Up until, about 1700, I just moved from one comfy chair to another.

At 1500, I went into the Spirit Room for some meditation. I ended up on the Reiki table, which I hadn’t planned on. I wasn’t even sure I could get up there. It was an incredible session. It was deep and intense. Afterwards, I found that I had less discomfort in and more mobility with my arm. I think I need to make more time for sessions. Today has been fairly typical. I’ve been cleaning up and organizing and preparing for the week ahead.

Overall, I am satisfied with Yule. It was very different for me this year and that was disheartening at first. But, till it all came to a close, it was fairly successful.

I wasn’t even sure concerned because I couldn’t feel a connection to the Old Man. I couldn’t do my duty as I’ve come to know it. For many years now, The List has been my favorite part of Yule. The List was, simply, my assignment from Spirit - gifts to give. Some gifts were bought. Some were crafted. Some were just passed along. Sometimes the gifts came in the form of providing assistance or even just an experience.

Through those years, I also was detached from the gifts I received. I accepted that every gift served purpose and that by the end of Yule I would have what I needed to move into the new year. Even if I didn't understand the purpose, I would set the gift aside and the purpose would come.

This year was different all around. My List was different. I know I saw it through even though I don't know exactly what was on it. I'm certain that the family dinner was a big one. I haven't attended a family dinner in a decade. So I am sure it meant a lot to Big 'D.'

I think another gift on The List was letting Cuddlebug manage Christmas - presents and such. It did her spirit good. I think it was also a gift to me. If nothing else I can rest assured that at least one of my daughters will carry on the passionate family tradition of Christmas/Yule.

She doesn't quite get the whole thing yet. She hasn't seen the real magick at work. She doesn't quite believe i the Old Man. To her, he is a joke, a fantasy, a delusion. I realize that is all he is to most people, but I was there that day. I know what I saw and I know what I experienced.

And my life has been different ever since. Especially my Yule.

Overall, I don't know how to feel about my life circumstances at the moment. Some days I feel nothing at all. Some days I feel so many different things. It is frustrating being limited in what I can do and where I can go.

But there are bright sides. I am getting all sorts of things done. I am getting back in tune with The Homestead. It feels like home. It feels like my home and it wasn't for a little bit of time now. It all felt surreal - like I was here but not really. I think /I was carrying residual mindsets from Olde Geistopia - I didn't deserve it, I didn't belong here, I had no right to enjoy it.

I didn't see these things until I was forced to slow to an almost halt. I have had more time to truly appreciate The Homestead again. It truly serves me well. It is my home. I do belong here - at least for the time being.

It's hard to see that under the current financial strain. I can't figure it out. I don't know how I make it work because Right This Moment I have nothing with which to work. Nothing concrete. Nothing practical. So, all I can do is watch the markers and hold on to the visions and believe that it all works out in the end.

Another thing I have had time for lately is reflecting on my relationships with people. I have lost many people over the years, but the ones who are here now are all good people - remarkable people really - and I am glad and grateful for everyone of them.

Basically, this whole situation has allowed me time to think about the things that are most important to me at this time in my life. That being said, I think that I have come to the conclusion that my stroke was my 'gift.' It has shifted me perception. It has allowed me time and focus that I wouldn't have otherwise had time for. It's allowing my time for healing [deeper than the stroke.] It's allowing me time to experience myself once more.

Aaaaand, with all of that being said - I truly believe that if I play my cards right that I can come out of this with a better life. I think that's the point.

But, that means I musts take advantage of the opportunity. I must be diligent. I must put in the necessary work. I must make the necessary changes. As Johnny would say, I have to "remain focused and disciplined." I must use all of the Themes, Principles, and Observations - current & past. I must use the Lessons learned.

One Resource I am using is Mantras. In my You Can Heal Your Body book, Louise L. Hay says that Stroke is a resistance too change, a hesitancy to release the past and those things that could have been. There is a Mantra she shares to counteract that. I can't think of it verbatim, but the gist of it is that I accept change and I am comfortable with Past, Present, and Future. I have posted it in like 6 different places around the house.

I think the Daily Routine is - and has been - a good step. I'm still getting my sea legs with it so it doesn't always go as planned. There are plenty of things that don't get done each day. And each day that list of things is different. I just have to stick with it. I can't let 'failure' discourage me. I will either master it or I will determine that in order to master some things may have to come off the daily list. [maybe shift to weekly or some other kind of list.]

If I use it properly, the Daily Routine is a great Resource [because it's a Tool and Tools are Resources] for the biggest and most important change I must make - quitting smoking. I am in a program. I am working a plan. The Daily Routine helps because it keeps me busy and distracted. When I am doing and moving I don't think about smoking [or any of my other addictions/distractions.] It is when I slow down or stop altogether that I have struggles and temptations.

That is how all my addictions and distractions came into being - boredom and restlessness. It was very difficult at Olde Geistopia to keep moving and doing. I had become so limited - limited in the space I could use and how and when. I was also limited by financial strain and chaotic schedules. So, I developed ways to fill the random bits of idle time. I developed bad habits.

The Daily Routine helps because it gives me a steady flow of things to do - many of which are better habits, better distractions and addictions. For example, reading and studying. Things I use to do. [Before life became to uncomfortable to live.]

I have to utilize what I have seen of my new weekly routine. Prior to the stroke every day was pretty much the same - get up, get ready for the day, get out on the road, take care of business, come home, unpack, eat, finish any paperwork, go to bed.

Repeat.

Now, I am home every day - all day. [Except for appointments, of course.]

Just as each portion of a day have certain energies and serve some purposes better, so does each day of a week. Sometimes these can vary from schedule to schedule, person to person, life to life. So, I have been allowing The Universe to show me. Below is what I know.

Monday is my main administrative days. This is the day for heavy paperwork and such. The day for making phone calls and sending emails. It is the day to begin new things or take new steps.

All I can say about Tuesday through Friday is that they are Functioning Days. These are the primary days for doing and focusing. Sometime within those dys I will have physical therapy and/or occupational therapy. Usually two days apart. [i.e., Tue & Thurs.] One two hours per day at varying times. So, the other two days - and whatever time I can make productive on theose two days - is all about projects, tasks, follow-up - activity.

Saturday is my Off Day. Everyone should have one. Even G-d took one. On the 7th day he rested. At one time I called it my day of rest. At another time I would refer to it as my day for doing nothing. Both of these sound lazy and unmotivated to me. It sounds like nothing happens on those days. That is not the case, nor the purpose.

Off Days are for just that - being...off. No schedule or routine. No plans nor purpose. Yet things happen. Plans get made. Off Days are days for the self. They are days to do what suits and pleases your own being.

Here's what I know about my Off Days. I can make social plans or adventures if the abiity is there. But the Goal is not to seek them out. They must happen. Productivity wise there are a limited number of things I may commit to - such as doing laundry, making my grocery order. If I am feeling inspired and feel it serves me I can work on the current week's post. Beyond that, it seems that Saturday is a good video day. A day to the extra videos - the cast oriented ones. Such as the one I recently posted. Maybe not every Saturday, but often enough.

This is not to say that other things won't get done on Off Days. They must just happen organically. If I decide that I want to fiddle with some project or bake something then I most certainly will. Conversely, if I decide I want to just sit and mindlessly stare at the TV for hours, I will do that as well.

Off Days are guilt free days.

Sundays serve only 2 purposes. One is to finish up whatever I didn't do on Saturday - laundry, groceries, etc. The other is to focus on the blog entry. I must get back to writing how I use to write. I only know one way to do that and that is to commit a day to it. The Blog is a part of who I am. It is, more often than not, the eyes through which I see the world. I am driven to do it. It mattters not that only about 5 people ever take the time to read it.

So this is the life that Life has revealed to me. I must make the effort to commit to it. I must make the changes and exert the energy. I must build on it, enhance it. For instance, I want to revamp this blog. I don't know yet exactly what that means - only that changes are coming.

Likewise, if I am going to do the cast videos then I must strive to make the most of each one that I can. Again, it matters not if anyone actually watches them. The inspiration is there. I once told a friend that a creative does not create for the sake of the audience, but for the sake of the creation - to breathe a moment of life into it. [So that it may know itself.]

If I am going to commit to these things and be successful then I must use the Tools (or Resources) before me. My Daily Routine. The Weekly Schedule. Pen & Paper. I have 1,000 thoughts and I lose so many of them. That is how iit has always been for me. Pen & Paper have always been my best friends, my strongest allies. I have tablets. I have pens. I must keep a set by my side at all times. Even if it means keeping a set in each room. Then every so often I must go through them.

I must adhere to the Principles.

Ask & It Is Given

You Always Have What You Need

Everything Happens for a Reason - Precise & Perfectly Placed

What You Get is What you See

The greatest unknown in my life right now is also the scariest - Finances. I don't know where the money to pay bills or fund my future life is going to come from. I don't know what I can do to secure it. [Seek & Ye Shall Find, Knock & The Door Shall Be Opened.] I am at the mercy of The Powers That Be right now.

There is a host of things I use to offer and do to make extra money and keep my life moving. However, due to my current state I cannot do any of them. I am lost in the process of pursuing assistance of all kinds. But it is a process - a long and difficult one. [For each and every program.] All I can do right now is do what I can. I can keep plugging away at the programs until one of them goes through - hopefully. I can keep praying for more GoFund me and trying to promote it. I can offer Tarot Readings. But, even that is a crap shoot.

Well, I suppose every good story needs some suspense.

This is mine.

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. And there is the newer TikTok @WTML23.

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 Nu 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