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It is…Sunday, July 26, 2020. Time...Retarded

Theme – If You’re Going to Do It, Do It Right

Lesson – Live Each Moment as the Adventure It Is

Observation – What is 'A True Blessing,' Alex.

Feedback

Wisconsin commented on the backwards flow of last week’s post. She thought it was a little confusing and somewhat redundant and repetitive. I know this. But, I once heard that the best books are read backwards. And, as I explained to her, I felt there was something in the way it tells the story – seeing the resolution first and then the struggle in getting there. I am trying the same thing this week. It helps my brain to get a little bit out each day. [It also saves on time in the long run.]

What are your thoughts?

The Post

The Job is killing me…slowly, but it is.

The statement may be overdramatic, but the sentiment is real. It is taking a toll on me. It’s strange. It’s hard. The Job itself is certainly challenging enough. I don’t know that I could ever convey to someone what it really takes to work in food service – what a day consists of. It is demanding on all levels.

Sometimes, I hate it. I work extra hard and I push. Then I come home and I tend to be just useless. Not only is my body sore and worn but my spirit tends to be as well. However, most days I can find appreciation in it. I have always appreciated a good day of work. [Despite what anyone else wants to think.] I like the sense of accomplishment. I can appreciate the ache that comes from a good day of hard work. It lets me know I’m alive. [Much like a good hangover.] But this is different.

The whole thing is magnified by the amount of spirits I must engage and entertain in a day. I swear, this is absolutely the worst job for an empath. It is a constant shift in energies – picking up on, and adjusting to, all of the people one encounters. And, the pace is so fast and hard you don’t ever really have time to adjust back to you. It hurts.

Today is the perfect example. It took me 5 hours after my shift to start feeling like me again – to be energized and clear-headed. 5 hours. That includes a nap. This is just too long. By the time I felt I could do anything it was time for my soak.

I don’t want to ramble on about it. It’s just that I am really struggling with it overall. Yesterday was a particularly harsh day. We were very short-handed and busy enough to keep me running. It really worked me over and this morning I was in no mood to go. Being honest, the only reason I went in was that I didn’t want to make things harder on the opening manager.

I started thinking about what I was doing to myself and why. The Goal for me is to get a home, preferably one in which I can have The Princesses visit. I thought about how, even after The Promotion, I will still be struggling to meet that Goal. I started thinking about how I really do beat myself up with The Job, and I find I’m losing quite a bit of myself along the way. All of this, and I do not seem any closer to the real Goal. So, why am I doing this to myself? Is it worth it in the end? Will I ever really be able to create the life I’d like for my daughters?

These were my thoughts as I rounded the bend of the off-ramp. Then, I saw him, popping his head up in the grass. A groundhog. Ugh. I rolled my eyes. The only association I have for groundhog is that I believe it has a 2-year cycle attached to it. [I think it also associates with Dreamtime. We’ll find out at the end.] I don’t know if I can do this for two full years.

However, this relates to a vision, or message, during one of my soaks last week. I had wanted to convey it and forgot several times. I cam out of that soak with a different perspective on things.

Follow through on the plans for The Job and The Seasonal Store. See where that leads until the end of the year. Then, stay with The Job, continue on whatever track that is sending me along. Do that through the spring of next year and see what may [or may not] happen with The Seasonal Store. Continue on these paths through the end of the year. Then, in February-March 2022, take The Final Quest.

2 years.

We shall see.

There is some chaos and drama at The Job lately, much as I predicted with The GM’s absence. For instance, the other night two of my closers just left, because they didn’t want to do what I told them to do before they left. So, they just left. One of them had yelled at me, “I’m not doing that,” because I wanted them to put the trash cans back in place. A 60 second task and she pitched a hissy fit. We had an employee pull a no call/no show for 4 days in a row. One of those days was a day he guaranteed me he’d be in. One of the other shift leads is having a major issue with me.

This is the same cycle and pattern I have found myself in many times over the years. The difference, this time, is that I am in a position to actually do something about it. My difficulty is that I am a ‘Company Guy.’ I’m a ‘Yes Man.’ If the company tells me this is how and when it should be done – that is what I strive to do. I may not like it, or agree with it. I may even from time to time find ways around it. But, in the end, they say do it and I do it.

I don’t see this as being a ‘suck-up’ or ‘kiss-ass.’ It really has nothing to do with the company itself. It’s a statement of me. I needed money. The Job agreed to pay me money for work. They defined the work. I agreed to do the work in order to receive the pay. Now, in the old days – before sharks and scum – this would be known as ‘A Contract.’ Nothing was signed, but an agreement was made and hands were clasped. “We have a deal.” And, a man’s word is his bond.

So, you see, it’s really about me…and not them at all. I am just striving to do The Job I agreed to do to the best of my ability.

If You’re Going to Do It, Do It Right.

Meanwhile, in The Otherworld, [I’m tired of droning on about The Mundane,] things are OK. I feel a little lost and off, but, really, only when I have my days of work. My days off tend to flow…as long as I am properly recuperated.

The Universe plays with me, as it always does. I mean this in the best possible way. There are always challenges and hardships, but these are just there for illusions sake. They are there to distract us into something. But, there are also Blessings, and these too come in many shapes and sizes.

I am planning this trip for The Princesses. I would love to steal away for two whole nights, but I do not think that is possible. That would give them less than 24 hours before their first day of school. Still, Little by Little, Bit by Bit it is all coming together. I have already reserved the room. Leftover in that account I still have enough to cover what I believe the gas cost will be. These are two of the three majors out of the way. The last is food. I have that house-sitting job lined up again. If he pays me again, and I say if because I never expect it, but if he does that should cover almost all of the food budget. I have a little bit to make up there and there will be tolls along the route, but for the most part the trip is covered.

I have some cans and copper and metal to take to the scrap yard. That will be a decent little lift. There will be a several hour pay from The Seasonal store, somewhere in and around it all. Plus there is a regular pay from The Job at the end of that week. And, I have picked up a side gig this week – painting someone’s deck.

So, like, I’m frustrated at the progression of the living situation. Very frustrated. But, at the same time, things like this work out. I keep on keeping on and I get little extra bonuses like these trips. This one seems especially important. Perhaps this is what The Canyon would be the set-up for.

Mystic is close to my heart, and more especially, my spirit. Mystic was an unexpected and very magickal stop on the very first Quest. I remember it, almost as if it was yesterday. It is engrained in me now. Mystic changed my life forever. It is because of Mystic that I live the way I do. Mystic opened magickal gates for me. It showed me to look for and follow the signs. It taught me what can happen when we truly release and let spirit guide us. I have been back to mystic several times. [And, I still haven’t found what I’m looking for.]

WALT: I have kissed honey lips. Felt the healing in the fingertips.

DOC: It burned like fire. Zis burning desire.

You know, I really thought we would get through this post without a peep from you two.

WALT: No you didn’t.

I hoped.

WALT: I have spoke with the tongue of angels.

DOC: I have held ze hand of a dewil.

WALT: It was warm in the night.

DOC: I vas cold as a stone.

ALRIGHT!!

WALT: Go on.

You’re done now?

WALT: Maybe.

UGH!

So anyway, learning from my Niagara mistake, I realized there was someplace Just close Enough to Mystic that the girls would like to visit. It is also a place that earned its spot in my heart and soul. It, too, is filled with great magicks that I have only begun to uncover.

I do not want to say more about this place until we are, or have been, there. They know we are going someplace else, but they do not know where.

This is all very exciting for me because I not only get to take The Princesses places they would like to go and allow them to develop their own experiences of them, but I get to share my experiences of them. I get to give The Princesses just another glimpse into my life. They know me probably better than any other beings. And, with each of these Journeys they gain just a little bit more insight.

I can only hope that they can make use of what they learn…and see.

Wednesday, July 22, 2020;2126

Once again the day did its own thing. After I finished writing I did get some stuff packed up. Not much. Only two boxes and there wasn’t much in either because some of the things were heavier. I finished that and was going to settle into playing some games on my phone. I didn’t want to leave for a little while longer, so I thought I would kill time.

I no sooner got settled when I started getting texts from The Professor. He was already at the Putter’s and if I wanted in on the Safety Meeting action I needed to get down there. So, I packed up the rest of my stuff quickly and headed out. What’s interesting to me is that I had just been out a moment before that and almost left to go down then but decided to come back to The Dormitory.

The Safety Meeting was as safety meetings are – a little of this and a little of that. It was over and done in a flash. I unloaded the boxes to The Cave and grabbed a few small miscellaneous things to bring back with me. From there I headed to laundry and shopping.

I didn’t get much in the way of groceries. Just a couple of things to get me by. But I did go a little over board in some other things. I cut my finances way to close this period. In fact, I went over them. Fortunately, I had enough funds in random places to cover me.

There are several factors that play into this. I did have a lot of extra expenses – a double wi-fi bill [don’t ask. Not my fault, though,] this whole sling TV thing, driver’s license renewal. That stuff adds up quickly. And, I did spend more than I wanted at the store today. A lot of it was silly stuff. For instance, I couldn’t find my deodorant before I left. I looked up and down and all around. So, I bought a new one. Of course, I found the original as soon as I got home. [I knew that was going to happen, too. I guess one gets repurposed into my ‘Go’ Bag.]

I bought bubble wrap. This was pricier than I would have liked but I have some glass and delicate things to start getting packed up at The Dormitory. I forgot to grab newspaper while I was at The Cave. So, I needed bubble wrap. I also decided to get some of my own necessities, such as a plate and a bowl. These actually weren’t all that pricey. All this time I have been using Hoagie’s and, with this recent emphasis on The Separation, I thought it best to just invest in something I will need soon enough anyway.

I did get a lil precarious with recreational spending as well. Plus, there is the smoking. I have been terrible with it lately, especially on my days off.

Nonetheless, it seems I have run my finances almost to zero [spare a few cents.] I’m not really concerned about that part so much. I get a pay on Friday morning and things can be settled before I even lay down from my Thursday closing shift. I have what I need to get through tomorrow.

What concerns me is that I may have reached that point where my expenses have caught up with, maybe even surpassed, my income. I need to tighten up and be more aware. I almost shorted myself completely. [Again, I could have saved myself but it is more trouble than it is worth.] I realize this is only a temporary glitch in the system. Before long, if all goes as planned, I will have a boost in income. [Of course, I will eventually find myself back with a limited source.]

It can be very frustrating. I am working and trying so hard to put my life right and, somedays, it seems as though I have not really gotten anywhere. I cannot fathom how I will find a place and get a vehicle – let alone one or the other. But then, The Professor made a random comment to me today as I was showing some of my stress.

“Maybe it’s all taken care of.”

“What?”

“A place. Maybe it’s all taken care of so why stress over it.”

He’s not wrong and this is the second time he has made a random comment like this to me. The first being, “something very good is going to happen to you…just a feeling.”

I feel it too. I wish I could find words that do my experience of it justice. I feel a certain sense of peace and satisfaction and completion. I do. I feel it often. It feels as though things are going right.

Yet, at the same time, something is wrong. Something is missing. Something is just slightly askew. It’s not bad. It does not bring me trepidation. I can just sense that the ‘Completion’ isn’t quite complete. There is something on the horizon. I just do not know what it is, or just how far below it still rests.

Tomorrow I get up early and go pick up some metal. It’s the strangest thing. When I got my new phone number last year I started getting random calls. It turns out they were all for metal pickups. Apparently, the guy who had the number before me was a professional scrapper. And, I mean a pro. [Found out today the dude only had one leg.] Most of the calls have been for larger items that I just cannot take. Yesterday I got one of those calls and I reached out to the guy this morning. He said he has larger and smaller stuff. So I am going to go see what I can pick up. The scrap yeard is just a few blocks away, so I wouldn’t be going out of my way…and from there it is pretty much a straight shot back. I figure I can do all of this and have plenty of time to rest and freshen up before my shift. [I hope.]

Friday, I have another close but I also have to start my day early to get my inspection finished. Plus, I can do an official 2 week financial outlook.

Saturday is a mid shift followed by an open on Sunday.

For now, I think it is time to soak in the tub once more.

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I’m having a rough time getting moving this morning. I don’t quite know what my problem is. I am trying to pack up random miscellaneous things at The Dormitory that I don’t think I will need anytime soon. This is a little more challenging than I would have thought. I think it all boils down to attachment. I don’t really know how long I am going to be here yet. However, in a few weeks I should be starting a crazy schedule with very little time to do other things [including pack up.] Not to mention, if I take something down to The Cave and decide I need it I can always make a trip down there to get it I suppose.

My back is a little funky this morning. Not quite feeling right at all. A little rough in the stomach as well.

I’m going to keep trying to see what I can get done. I’ll leave a little later to go take care of laundry and such.

Tuesday, July 21, 2020; 2052

Today was really nothing like it was planned. I mean up until a certain point, but even then it was way ahead of schedule. I miss days like this – so chaotic and off-track that all you can do is just kick back and ride them through. They can feel kind of awkward, but it’s all good in the end.

I did go back to the mechanic this morning. That didn’t take half of the time I allotted for it. So off to The Cave. I only had a few things to gather up here. I had my new AirTV mini, which I got when I paid a 2 month subscription to Sling. I was curious about Sling, but not overly interested in it. The mini, however, was a prize. It is frustrating at times when the only device you have to stream entertainment with is the same device you need to be working on. It’s also a whole different groove when done that way.

Anyway, it didn’t take long to gather up the miscellaneous items and I wasn’t prepared for anything more. So, once again, I found myself [even more] ahead of schedule. The Putter wasn’t around and so there would be no Safety Meeting. And, the schedule jumps much, much further ahead.

When I left The Dormitory this morning, I had planned on being out for the whole of the day. I had the mechanic and time at The Cave and I planned on a couple hours at The Putter’s. I had Sunshine’s softball game to go to and I figured this would take me until late enough in the day that I could do some laundry and still have a little time to kill, but not too much. Now, though, even if I did laundry I would have lots of time to kill.

I really no longer felt like doing the laundry. It was getting warm and muggy. [There is a reason I try to go as early as I can.] I figure I will do that in the morning. It will give me something to do in the morning and, though it is an extra one, I do so enjoy the drive back and forth. I have said before that it is my Zen, my Peace, my time for meditation. It is really all the truly solitary time I have in my life at the moment.

I didn’t feel like driving back to The Dormitory either, even though I knew I eventually would. Instead I headed to The Grove. I figured a little quiet time in The Faerie Glen would do me some good. And, it did. It was still and it was quiet. I wasn’t there very long. Just long Enough. I did manage to drift into a Dreamtime while I was there.

Then I headed back to The Dormitory. I spent my first bit of time getting the mini all set up. I like it and it was worth it. I have all of my streaming services [and then some] and I have a TV Just big Enough to be enjoyable. I like the groove. I also feel like it is indicative of something else.

Then I watched some stuff. While I did that I worked on the elusive video from I don’t even know how many weeks ago. It is in the final two stages. Then I’m not sure. I know at one point I drifted off into Dreamtime again and it was deep and intense.

[Speaking of which, I keep meaning to mention that I bought a new Tarot deck. I have had this deck before. When I owned it before one and only one card came to me in my Dreamtime. I have now had two more.]

Again…forgetting to mention. There was a point on one of the drives where a hawk flew out of nowhere and almost hit the MattMobile. Hmmm…totem, mayhaps?

The last thing on my list today was Sunshine’s game. I am glad I was able to make it to that. I like being there for their stuff. I also enjoyed, once again the quiet and the nature.

I wish I could describe the feeling I have lately. I am at peace and restful. But I am also anxious.

Monday, July 20, 2020; 1928

It was a strange day, but then when isn’t it? Of course, I would realize late in the day that it is a New Moon and suddenly all the lights went on. The strangeness made sense.

It was my first of 3 days off from The Job. I had inspection scheduled this morning for The MattMobile. I actually had thought it was tomorrow. So, I guess it was a good thing I had to call last week to confirm the time anyway. The inspection went well. It should have. I’ve put work into the car this year. The only thing that was a problem was the front passenger side head lamp. It wasn’t the lamp itself but the casing. I got hit by a flying rubber remnant last year. [Apparently, after inspection.] So, they are going to order that and all should be done by Friday.

The only other thing was the Check Engine light. It was on and the mechanic reset it. He then asked me to take a little drive to try to reset the systems so he could do emissions. Needless to say, I was more than happy to take a random and casual drive along a bunch of back mountain roads. Unfortunately, this did not do what he wanted it to do and I must return in the morning to let him try again.

Going back down isn’t really an issue for tomorrow. It’s Tuesday and that’s my day to be down that way anyway. So, I will just start it with a trip to the garage first. That means I’ll probably go from there over to Old Geistopia and The MattCave…and of course the obligatory visit to The Putter’s. Normally, I would also hit the grocery store. However, tomorrow night, Sunshine has her last away game of the season and I think I am going to try my best to get there.

Anyway, after the garage I had to go help with a truck for The Seasonal Store. I joked at break that I was working awfully hard for a guy who technically wasn’t getting paid yet. As of this morning, I still wasn’t able to apply and the problem had not been resolved. It was learned later in the day that I was not the only person this had happened to, but instead there were several cases. The problem has been fixed. I have applied, been hired, and submitted all of my onboarding paperwork.

I was supposed to work 1000 to 1700. With the garage being this morning I didn’t get there until 1100. This is when the day get difficult. I did work hard in the beginning. I was pumped and ready to go. But, then, suddenly I could really feel it in my body. I was getting sore and tender all over. Most especially in my back. Then pressure in my head would start. I am very familiar with it. Maybe it’s sinuses, or the weather. That’s what people say. But, I know it as pressure in the chakras of the temples and the bridge of the nose, as well as the Crown chakra. And, it always correlates with pressure or relief in my back…or the Sacral chakra.

It was becoming unbearable. It didn’t hurt. I just couldn’t move right. I only lasted until 1400. This is ok. I may go in on Wednesday. They could probably use the help and I might be bored. I figure if I get a few hours in I can make up the loss for today, help where its needed then and also get the rest of my paperwork taken care of.

So I left there and came back to The Dormitory and immediately laid down. I found some purple stone or another to lay on my third eye. I was out fast…and very deep. I don’t know where I went or what happened but I am very aware of it.

I feel accomplished since I woke up. I’ve gotten Just Enough done.

I am curious for tomorrow now. If I go to the game it is senseless to come home to The Dormitory in between. That makes for a very long day out on the road with very little relief from the heat. I’ll have to see how it all works out.

Tonight though, I think there may be a soak planned.

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The Totems

**from Ted Andrews’ Animal Speak**

Groundhog – Mystery of Death without Dying – Trance - Dreams

The ability to get deep within an area of interest. A time when a new area of study is going to open up. Two years to come to full fruition. Important to give definite signals to the boundaries you wish to have respected in your life. Death without Dying. A time of initiation. A symbol of opening fully to the Dreamtime. Increasing ability to develop lucid dreaming. Clarity and power of altered states will be amplified. Dreams will become more significant. Opportunity to explore deeper states of consciousness. Lessons associated with death and dying. Revelations about its process. Knowledge of metabolic control.

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.

Spider – Creativity and the Weaving of Fate

Maya, the weaver of illusion. Grandmother, link to the past and the future. Mysticism of the geometric form of the figure 8. Symbol of infinity. The Wheel of Life. Teaches you to maintain a balance – between past and future, physical and spiritual, male and female. Everything that you do now is weaving what you will encounter in the future. Rhythms. Creative sensibilities. The past always subtly influences the present and future. Spiral shape, the traditional form of creativity and development. We are the center of our own world. “Know thyself and you shall know the Universe.” Keepers and writers of our own destiny, weaving by our thoughts, feelings, and actions. The magic and energy of creation. Assertiveness of that creative force. , keeping the feminine energies of creation alive and strong. Links with the past and future. Are you moving toward a central goal or are you scattered and going in multiple directions? Is everything staying focused? Are you becoming too involved and/or self-absorbed? Are you focusing on others’ accomplishments and not your own? Are you developing resentment because of it – towards yourself or them? The teacher of language and the magic of writing. Death and rebirth. A lunar symbol. Maintain balance and polarity in all aspects of life. Through polarity and balance creativity is stimulated. A combination of gentleness and strength. Walk the threads between life and death – waking and sleeping – between the physical and the spiritual. How to express the creative energies. Don’t be afraid to employ it in seemingly inaccessible corners. Weave your creative threads in the dark and then, when the sun hits them, they will glisten with intricate beauty. Are you not weaving your dreams and imaginings into reality? Are you not using your creative opportunities? Are you feeling closed in or stuck as if in a web? Do you need to pay attention to your balance and where you are walking in life? Are others out of balance around you? Do you need to write? Are you inspired to write or draw and not following through? Remember that Spider is the keeper of the primordial alphabet. Teach how to use the written language with power and creativity so that your words weave a web around those who would read them.