Ok, one way to make up for lost blogging days….post your “drafts.”
Yeah, I think I’ve posted four or five blogs left on or is it “in” “draft” status. Of course, I believe that most of the were combined in another blog, but as I said in one, “oh well.”
I’m just pleased “TO BE.”.
Now off to read some statistical analyses. Type to you next year. 👽👽👽👽😜
a pui tardi
Hi, hello! Hiya!
Well, in two days I’ve participated in two life marking events; a fiftieth wedding anniversary celebration (yeah, there are a few people who take their wedding vows seriously) and a birthday party for a five year old girl. Both were ….WOWZERS. To see a living testament of love, fidelity and commitment was and still is amazing. On the other hand, to see the wonder and awe in the eyes of a five year old and then in a flash, see her grow from child to young girl, to woman…wow.
Moving on…
My UK guru has done it again. What has she done? She taught me a lesson. The lesson she “taught” on expectations. I’m driving the expressway— BOOYAKITTY! Expectation – My read on her “lesson”; if one puts an expectation on something or someone, a “limit” has been set, opinions start to form – thoughts start to form – helpful or unhelpful thoughts/opinions. So, mentally we have already set ourselves up before an event even happens.
(It’s actually more profound in my head as opposed to on screen). That’s all! I just thought My UK guru has done it again. 
next……
Grief. Wow, I am always amazed at how freely people give advice about grief. Hey how about this…just leave the grieved alone (unless they’re suicidal or something.). But offering anecdotes about how you got over this or that. Well, yippie bloody doo for you! And as I write this the thought comes….the level of grief, I believe, is proportionate to the level of love, adoration and respect one has for the decedent. and now the voice is gone
Oops, I’ve to go. I’m needed in another place in time.
Ciao ciao.
a pui tardi!
She was always busy, always working,
her days were long, her spirit strong,
many things always got done, by this one, if a need was found, there was always the sound of her bustling, efficient, energy, doing the job.
Her heart was kind, her spirit strong,
each day of her life, found her willing
to dance the dance and walk the walk,
it was a pleasure, when she had the time to talk.
Her favorite things, were the people she knew, her family, her friends, and me and you, often she shared a smile and a wink, she often made you puzzle and think.
Her days were many, but not enough,
saying what she meant, with never a bluff, acting in kindness, to all she met,
on this heart, may the sun never set.
Her wisdom lives on in those she knew,
Thank You dear woman, I will never forget you.
Copyright Abby Willowroot 2008
Wow, last year this time I was in Atlanta, nursing my mom back to health. After a year (mas o menos), I left her, a person size lighter and in a better position health-wise than I found her. Soon, I will return to Atlanta to bury her. Which is just odd to me as we were laughing and goofing off together on Monday.
Now, what’s even odder is that unless things happen differently, there are “steps” to this expiration.
Remove her from the ventilator is the first step.
So, well see where that leads us.
Hey,
OK, I am not sure what is happening here and there, but certain settings on sites I visit regularly, YT, here, LIVESPACES, are all wonky. Now I do recall that I did set up comment moderation on the blog (and since have removed it, because…well it does not provide that “instant gratification” craving.
Let me share a new vlogger (new to me at least)
http://www.youtube.com/user/TheCarruths
Well I am off to check e-mail.
A pui tardi!
Basic Card Symbols
Skeletal Death, black robes or armor, sometimes with a scythe or a flag featuring a white rose on a desolate black field. There is often a rising sun. Sometimes there are other figures in the field. The most common, reoccurring figure on Death cards is a child.
Basic Tarot Story
Having left the tree from where he hung, the Fool moves carefully through a fallow field, head still clearing from visions. The air is cold and wintry, the trees bare. Before him, he sees, rising with the sun, a skeleton in black armor mounted on a white horse. He recognizes it as Death. As it stops before him, he humbly asks, “Have I died?” He feels, in fact, rather empty and desolate. And the Skeleton answers, “Yes, in a way. You sacrificed your old world, your old self. Both are gone, dead.” The Fool reflects on that, “How sad.” Death acknowledges this with a nod. “Yes, but it is the only way to be reborn. A new Sun is rising, and it is, for you, a time of great transformation.” As Death rides away, the Fool can feel the truth in those words. He, too, feels like a skeleton, all that he was stripped away. This, he understands, is how all great transformations start, by stripping things to the bone, and building fresh upon the bare foundations.
Basic Tarot Meaning
Yes, the Death card can signal a death in the right circumstances (a question about a very sick or old relative, for example), but unlike its dramatic presentation in the movies, the Death card is far more likely to signal transformation, passage, change. Scorpio, the sign of this card, has three forms: scorpion, serpent, eagle. The Death card indicates this transition from lower to higher to highest. This is a card of humility, and it may indicate the Querent as being brought low, but only so that they can then go higher than they ever have before. Wang notes that Death “humbles” all, but it also “exults.” Always keep in mind that on this card of darkness, there is a sunrise as well. .
Thirteen’s Observations
The connection of sex and death in Scorpio (the sign stands for both) is a strong indication of what this card is all about. We westerners see “Death” as a frightening card because we often see Death as an end, and we hate for things to come to an end. However, in other traditions, Death is just a natural and important, if sad part of an on-going cycle. In a karmic sense, you die so that you may be reborn. Winter comes so that there can be a spring, and we can only appreciate what we have when we know that there is loss. The Death card signals such things. This is a time of change. Time for something to end; but time also for something new to begin. The Querent may honestly be told that they may feel sad or empty, low, but that this will give him a way to rise again, like a phoenix from the ashes. Death is not the end. It is only the precursor to resurrection.
The pic really has nothing to do with this blog…or maybe it does and the meaning just isn’t clear to me yet.
Ghostwriter511′s “contest” has set my mind aflutter. I submitted “You are NOT what you own” as “my” billboard.
Been thinking about Kurt this morning. I can understand why when faced with unbearable pain, one would seek to die. Especially, if medical science can not offer relief that is not in the form of drugs. However, what makes one person opt for treatment and another opt for death? That is the question that still echos in my mind.
Moving on- I now have an eBay acct. It’s David’s fault, so I am gonna blame him. I am going to see just how selling on this thing works. I have cupboards of stuff to sell. Who knows.
Gotta go, I am needed in another place in time.
…to die. If one can actually “prepare” for death. But I have known that if the time came, I would be “ready.”
Well, tomorrow, I find out when that “may” happen.
Crikey, I have the oddest thoughts at times.
How did that rear its head?
While we may not like to think about our mortality, even our final resting places could stand to get a little greener. Consider your wishes for your own burial. Traditional burials are rough on the earth, from the hardwoods consumed to make the coffin to the land taken up by a funeral plot. Even cremation impacts the earth by releasing CO2. There are better options, however, including biodegradable caskets and urns, and even a new process by which the body is frozen in liquid nitrogen to make it brittle and slightly vibrated to create a powder, which is then dried and placed in a corn or potato starch coffin and buried to decompose within a few months. Explore your options and make sure your loved ones know what you want.
