Divination Rocks!

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Welcome to the latest Tarot Blog Hop set by Arwen Lynch who gave the following brief:

“Do you combine Tarot with any other divination system? Why or why not?”
That’s it. Short and sweet. Simple. You can answer it however you like.
Karen Sealey
Now my first reflex answer was – No, no I don’t combine tarot with other divination systems! Why? Because most of my tarot is done fast paced at events and when it comes to setting up and packing away, I like to be in and out like the SAS and not worrying about whether or not I have everything…
But then it occurs to me… in the comfort of my own home, I tend to use lots of different divination systems and then yes, yes I will combine other divination systems with tarot… and yes, yes I do know that that vice versa version of the question makes me sound like a pernickety pedant… but hey ho! Virgo is as Virgo does…
So… recently, I’ve been working a lot with casting crystals and for many years I’ve done it with a big bag that’s getting bigger and bigger and so I decided it was time to mix things up a bit and try something else, so I opted for the 16 stone method of 10 planet stones and 6 stones for pockets of life…
So let’s give you a drive-by crapshoot of a reading…

Ok – so here you have the 16 stones tossed down and I’ll outline quickly the key things that caught my eye… Ok, so there’s a big cluster in 10th house which reflects the nature of the question in question… But more interestingly to me was – one of the first things that I look for is where the Sun stone (central yellow one) is and where the Life stone (top right green one)is… So… the Sun stone tends to depict where you’re at and the Life stone – where you feel you are at… so preferably I like to see them close together though not necessarily central. The Life stone is way off yonder and as I look across the two stones I see that they are part of a line of four stones, where outside the circle at around 8 0’clock is the Love stone and in the 8th house is the Mars stone pointing towards the 7th house. So in brief, I’m seeing that regarding work, the loving feeling has been somewhat lost and although the querent has a strong presence they are feeling adrift… the cause of that feels to be pointed out by the Mars stone which hints as blockages caused by passive aggressive relationships…

So… this where the Tarot comes in and with this casting method, I like to use A.T. Mann’s Mandala Astrological Tarot…

Why? Because crystals are very good at giving the big picture but the problem with that is that it’s easy to slide into a slip-stream of a solipsistic swim-a-thon dissolving into drowning in an ocean of onanistic observations never arriving at a cut and dry answer…

So… the Tarot… it keeps it short and sweet… it cuts the crap and culls the deadwood away to see the live shoots…

So… above, 3 cards were pulled to see where to focus on pulling that Sun stone and Life stone into a conjunction… The cards write the hit list and then all the misses are removed… 

The Life stone was left on as it was part of the question and the cards stripped down the cast, leaving just the 5th and 6th house occupied, leaving a  very succinct answer to the original work question. Ah! but there’s a stone sat in Aries that has been accidentally left behind… or maybe not, as that stone is Saturn and as it happens the position in Aries matches the Querent’s natal chart but we’re keeping this short and sweet so I’ll wrap it up here and toss you out to my neighbours…

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Palming Aces…

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Welcome to the latest Tarot Blog Hop, wranlged by Arwen Lynch Poe, who posed the question:

How can I best foster the energy of the Aces in my life?
My thoughts leading to a spread went roughly like this:
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Smith-Waite Tarot Deck ~ Centennial Edition ~ (c) U.S. Games Systems. Inc.

Ok… so whip your Aces out of the pack and lay them to one side for now.
From the majors, pick out The Empress, The Wheel, The World, The Sun and The Magician… place these as imaginary fingers going from left to right as shown above with The Empress as the thumb to The Magician sat as the pinky… In the palm of the hand, place The Tower…
Next, select the Ace that you want to work with… place the Ace in the palm over The Tower and imagine that it is a seed that is going to be cracked open… visualise it breaking apart…
Now… place a card at each finger and much like the 3 Magi or the good fairies that visited Sleeping Beauty… imagine each card that is laid down as being a gift bestowed by the Major…
So you might say…
I am The Empress and I give to you the gift of the 8 of Swords…
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Smith-Waite Tarot Deck ~ Centennial Edition ~ (c) U.S. Games Systems. Inc.

 So here are the cards I pulled for myself:
The Ace of Swords was chosen… the question relates to a creative project but the Ace of Wands does not feel to be the best fit here as the fun creative part has been done and now it comes to the brutal editing…
So… In brief…
I am The Empress and I give to you the gift of the 8 of Swords…
The ability to wiggle free of perceived restrictions and the means to find your way out of the corner that you feel that you’ve backed yourself into…
I am The Wheel and I give to you the gift of the 6 of Cups…
A reminder to return to the original source and exchange of ideas and the ability to find the patterns and cycles…
I am The World and I give to you the gift of the 7 of Pentacles…
This one made me laugh somewhat as every time I’ve thought about this project recently, the words that come to mind are – ughhh… it’s just withering on the vine… So this feels to be a timely kick up the ass to give me the strength and patience to reap what has been sown before it does indeed shrivel away…
I am The Sun and I give to you the gift of the Queen of Cups…
I’ll help you to bring back and restore that loving feeling!
I am The Magician and I give to you the gift of the 9 of Pentacles…
Let’s finish this spell and bring things to a fruitful ending… money’s not really the issue here… I’ve been speaking to The Empress and we both agree it’s time for you to complete this so you can cut free and move on to the next task…
And speaking of moving on…
 I have neighbours either side waiting to hear from you 🙂
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Perpending Polygnosis…

Welcome to the latest Reiki Blog Hop
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THEME: Reiki, Spirituality, and Religion
How does Reiki mesh with, augment, replace, or fulfil your spiritual or religious philosophy and practice (or lack thereof)?
This is a subject that over the years, I’ve given a great deal of thought to… I was raised under the notion that there are three things that you should never discuss in polite company – sex, religion and politics…  luckily I seldom keep polite company 😉 and you’re here now in my space so I’m going to shoot the breeze…
I remember being at school around age 12? 13? and I was never a fan of writing down notes and frequently I would ask questions in an attempt to sway the teacher off course and keep them talking for as long as possible… Using this ploy, I discovered that my History teacher was colour blind.. My English teacher knew how to set a trap to catch alligators… My Science teacher was building a boat… and many other things that slip my mind, but one thing that has always firmly stayed was the words of my Religious Education teacher when I asked her what her beliefs were. She told me in a very matter of fact way that her role was to impart a Religious Education and that if she was a teacher worth her salt then I would never have any detailed knowledge of what her personal beliefs were…
It was something that struck a deep chord and certainly years on and working as a holistic therapist and reading tarot, it still resonates with me as I feel that I am there to help people explore their own thoughts rather than impress mine upon them… And living in the town that I live, where we boast of having Britain’s most multi-cultural high street, I speak to people with all manner of beliefs and backgrounds… People often assume I hold certain beliefs due to the type of work I do, other people are less assuming and will ask… My typical response it that I am of No Fixed Abide…
Or sometimes I will say that I am a lapsed Scientist…
I don’t consider myself to be Spiritual, mainly because I want to know what your definition of that is before I will either confirm or deny… I don’t consider myself to be religious as I don’t actively practise a faith… yet I feel that some kind of vestigial religious thought is in my DNA…
Am I a skeptic? Well again… that all depends on the mood I’m in! I have a degree of skepticism in that I don’t openly embrace any and all woo that gets thrown at me, yet I dislike the kind of Science mind that dismisses out of hand the existence of anything beyond the known, the measured and the tangible…
I’m all for Science when it dispells dangerous quakery…But Science for the sake of Science that becomes mean spirited and soul sucking and destroying of magic… no! stop it!

I watched a program the other day as Professor Brian Cox was on there plugging his new series… I can’t help but watch him, for a couple of reasons… ok firstly, yes I’m shallow and he’s easy on the eye! (Ooops!! TMI thoughts… there’s two out of the three… 😀 should I go for the hat trick and toss out some Brexit commentary… ) But also because he is very vocal and renowned for being anti-woo… yet often when he talks, I hear things that would fill a fluffy bunny’s heart with rainbow arcs of glee and glitter! But he talks science, science… and more science… Yet… somehow he retains a childlike sense of awe and wonder…And then he only went and did it(SQUEEE!!)… he said something along the lines of:
Seeing something in nature and looking at it everyday and describing the beauty of it… that’s Science… doing the same thing every day and recording beauty… that’s what Science is!

I laughed so hard! I thought… Brian! Is it really?! Oh! bless you, you sweet man with your PhD! Science?? Get out of the closet man!!

So… again I found myself wondering about what my beliefs are and a single gnosis seems somewhat arrogant to me, yet an absolute agnosis seems to kill my soul and I pondered and perpended on some more until a word started to form in my mind…

Polygnosis…

 I wasn’t sure if the word existed so I asked the Google oracle and it gave me
Polygnosticism is a pluralistic outlook which espouses that all individuals’ unique ideas about the divine, about what is sacred, and about how to approach these matters in practice are valid and significant for them. It is also a non-absolutist view which holds that no characterization of the divine or the sacred is universal (valid for everyone), and that no known divinities or sacred qualities can be called objective (existing independently of subjective perceptions).
Read the full article HERE. Polygnosis sits well with all parts of me…
So… how does this all tie in with my Reiki?
Well, I guess it wafts and weaves in and out, in much the same way that my Science brain still likes to roll theories around…
Recently I went for an MRI scan and it was not something that I was looking forward to as every now and then I can get a flutter of claustrophobia. So, I find myself in a huge machine having to lie perfectly still for a good half an hour and then this is when my mind starts to play with me… Now knocking on for 20 years ago, I found myself sat in a lecture being given by someone who practised Magnet Therapy, now I know there are people who swear by this and my attitude is still pretty much along the polygnostic highway in that, if it works for you and you’re not harming anybody else, then you use it… However… I did take exception to the way the person described how it worked… the information given was that blood contains iron and so placing a magnet next to it causes the capillaries to spin… Well… I’m sorry but no way could I let that one go as FFS!!! NO! NO! NO! Blood contains haemoglobin which is a compound containing iron but no, it’s not magnetic and even if it was why for the love of all things (un)holy would anyone want their capillaries to spin?! That kind of nonsense calls for a scientific foot stomp! So… back to the scanner… I’m corpse like in there and they made a big deal about the noise levels but they failed to tell me that the bottom plate that I was laying on would get warm… I felt this heat slowly starting to build and I thought to myself… OH… what if… what if… that magnet therapy person was right… maybe my capillaries are spinning… maybe all my blood is going to get ripped out of my body… maybe… oh… no… maybe they set it to microwave by mistake and I’m slowly cooking and I’m going to burst and then I’m going to have chunks of me dripping down and landing on me and it’s going to take forever to get it out of my hair… what am I going to do? At which point I thought… what you’re going to do Karen, is get an ‘effing grip!! You’re going to give yourself some Reiki and reel this nonsense in… and when I use Reiki, I tend to see colours but in an MRI scanner, this is how it came through…
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That kind of surpised me… as I am so used to receiving colours but it did the trick and calmed the mind…
I tend to often use Reiki in situations that I ‘d sooner not be in…
Here’s another painting…
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That one is from a trip to the dentist to have a rather problematic toothed pulled… these are the colours that poured over me as the work was being done…
And going from MRI scanners to Reiki scanning, here are a couple of snapshots of the pain I’ve been getting with an ongoing back problem… The first one is at its worse and the second was how it felt after I’d received Reiki from one of my students…

I’m still not entirely sure whether or not I’ve addressed the theme and answered the question…but I’ll continue into another digression and drift into Astrology… See… I told you I spent a lot of time mulling on this topic… this is my notebook from a few months back… Is it my spirituality? Is it my nature? Is it all hoo hah and I’m merely a product of nurture?

I’m just going to drop this here…

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Pretty much all of my chart falls in 9th house (beliefs) and 10th house (public image/recognition) and all of my planets link back to Venus which sits on my MH… so I’ve ran around my dispositions and as a summary sentence of my whole chart, I get…

My sense of aesthetic brings all my thoughts together harmoniously in a way that I can communicate to serve others seeking deeper meanings.

Yeah… I think I’m still paddling in the polygnostic pool…
Has there been a neo-renaissance yet…
I think the world would be a sweeter place if sometimes people just said:
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and left it at that…
Click on a link to visit my neighbours…

Noodling on Nodes…

I’ve been studying Astrology for around a year now… and I’m a reluctant study at the best of times as I don’t like to sit down and keep still and keep to routines and timetables… so, it has amused me greatly that during the course, my lessons have landed in my inbox… yet the answers arrive via my environment…

My latest assignment was to look at the aspects of my nodes… I have North Node in Aries and South Node in Libra… and they are unaspected.. they are free range and roaming at large… I’m not going to bore you with lengthy ramblings about my life lessons and past life issues and excessive naval gazing, but I will relate one small thought… that I need to toss out the Libran weighing up and tap in more to the Arian impulsiveness…

So… when I found myself sat in a room with a guitarist and the word noodling came up… then my little Astro heart filled with glee as a-ha… this is a perfect route to off road my studies…

And out came the ink…

I’m not going to lay down my astro findings per se…

I will share a little of how to noodle…

Noodling is focused randomness…

To explore through seemingly random notes (or pen strokes)…

To allow trial and error and intuition to roll out, rather than relying on the rigidity of rules and systems…

To wonder rather than needing to know…

To let your hand play unbound…

To explore…

To feel a pattern emerge…

To notice the cycles, repeats and patterns that occur naturally and to expand them…

To let your thoughts spark!

To support new ideas with things you already know…

To build up your muscle memory to make your mind quicker…

The funny thing is… I do this all the time… It is my natural impulse to explore the word in this way… I have done it since before I was even knee high to a grasshopper… though I tend to call it scribbling… or sometimes doodling… I’d placed little value on it…

Yet suddenly… calling it Noodling… allowed me to see it with new eyes…

It’s funny what a change of name can do…

😉

 

 

A Lenny/Astro Crossmatch…

I like to pretend that it’s because a picture paints a thousand words… and yeah… that is true… but in reality… there may be a more honest reason as to why I like to record my studies by creating images…

My handwriting is horrendous… sure… I can write beautifully every so often, when I know it’s going to be read by someone else… but in the privacy of my own journals… it collapses into sigil and scrawl that I find impossible to decipher if I return more than 3 or so days later to re-read…

Lenny Astro Crossmatch Karen Sealey ~ Night Tide LenormandSo… having spent the last few days exploring ascendants/descendants and mid-heavens/lower mid-heavens… I was pleasantly surprised when I veered off-track and stumbled across Lenormand/Astrology correspondences… (though… don’t ask me exactly where as I found them scattered in bits and bobs in several places and I forgot to note them down… and the interwebby is a big place… :/ )

I pulled out the cards for houses I(Asc), IV(IC), VII(Desc) and X(MH) and the cards for the signs in my chart that fall there…

It was just a small experiment/exercise and I found it strangely useful in that it brought back all my thoughts from over the past few days on the subject, threw in a few more and kind of pulled them all together like iron fillings on a piece of paper being gathered to a central point by a magnet placed underneath…

I find the brevity of Lenormands a welcome break from the outward evermore spirally fractal arms that unleash via Tarot…

Lennys seem to deliver a pithy punchline to the cosmic jokes in your life…

I like that I can use something that I am visually familiar with to learn about something that I’m not familiar with… that I can turn planets and orbits into little cartoon strips…

So I’ve decided to leave the full list I herded together here as a) I’ll be able to find them again… and b)it’s a preemptive strike to counter attack the frustration of cracking the code of my cursive trails…

I’m certain I’ll be trying out a few more things with them…

You can play too… if you like… 😉

Lenny Astro Correspondences Karen Sealey - Night Tide Lenormand

Carry On Mars Attacks…

Mars PlutoSo… I’ve just buckled up and launched off on the next leg of my Astro travels around my chart… and the way that Mars and Pluto tango around each other… And I land back on earth and slip into conversation and it’s suggested that I am naturally provocative…

I take that away to muse for a while as I’m quite used to me, so I don’t really find me that shocking…

But I think about it some more and then I recall the C word incident…

Just around Christmas (Eugghhhhhhhhh….. nasty C word!!) I was taking some classes in stand up… I say classes but it was more of just a meet up for folks to toss around things they had in draft… But things went kind of pear-shaped down to shall I say… artistic differences with the tutor. He would make a huge point of emphasising that the C word was not going to be allowed on stage…

And coming during the week of headlines filled with Je Suis Charlie… I thought he was being a bit precious but I let it slide… for a while… and then he started making a point of looking directly at me when he said it…

Eventually… I asked… What C word do you mean…

You know what I mean…

Clitoris?

Ack!!!! URP!!!! GLUP!!! Pfffffffffftttttttttttt!!!!! His face flushed crimson…

I was off… ad lib ahoy! Oh…. no… really… Clitoris? That upsets you… that’s more upsetting than that other really truly deeply offensive C word… Anatomical terms choke you harder that me slipping my tongue around my Anglo Saxon heritage site…

SO… that is how I quit comedy class…

But talking of Astro, reminds me that I still have my sketch in stasis… so…

Waste not want not…

Let’s defrost it and give it some air… see what it says about my Mars in Virgo in 8th house combined with Pluto in Virgo in the 9th…

Joy Blessing… The stage is all yours…

Motivational Mondays…

I’ve never much cared for Mondays and for many years I braced myself against them and soldiered forth but then I started working from home and they took on a whole new level…

No longer were they just Mondays…no…. now they’d become Motivational Mondays…

You get up, switch on your laptop and into your living room pours meme after meme of mindless crap and morons from all parts of the globe join you on your sofa… and the only thing it motivates me to do, is drop kick the computer the length of the garden…

See… it takes a while for it to sink it that you are your own boss and in fact… fuck it! If I want to, I can start my week on a Tuesday…

So now my Mondays are mostly loaf around and talk to the cat days… well… I say talk to the cat… it’s not like he ever really answers other than to tell me to shut up and go away as he’s busy day ahead of him licking his balls… the fish is more talkative but he’s a bit of a judgemental bastard… I keep telling him…. Bobzilla… people in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones…

One thing about working from home is that it’s fairly easy to let your dress code slip… It starts slowly… meh… no need to put a bra on today, then before you know it the knickers follow suit… well… it saves on the washing and who wants the noise of the machine going all day when you’ve got important procrastinating to do… hey… I’m green not lazy! I first noticed that I might have a problem when someone gave me some vouchers and I went into M&S for some work wear and came out with new pyjamas… though the postman is quite delighted that I no longer answer the door naked…

So… an average work day… I converse with the kitty… politely decline his offer to have a lick and then call him a useless lazy free loader and tell him it’s about time he got a job… he reckons he’s more than in credit after destroying the local mouse population… That’s the reason I have him…

We had this mouse problem… I kept hearing these little noises and I insisted to Mr Blessing that we had mice… No, don’t be silly he said… anyway… the noises continued and then one night I’m sat there typing and out of the corner of my eye, there in the middle of the living room floor is Stewie Little washing his furry nose… I stared at him and he scampered off…

I told Mr B… we need a cat! There’s a mouse in the house…

Now Mr B is of a Buddhist disposition… Oh no no no! he said… we’ll have no killing here…

And off he went and bought humane traps… Now it turns out that the perfect bait is ready salted crisps dipped in Nutella… so the traps were laid of an evening and in the morning, the mice were gathered up and off he took them in his back pack to be released out into the park…

Now the kids thought this was brilliant and they started leaving food all over the house, determined to see more of these furry critters… and the buggers got bolder and bolder and they started coming out in the day… and when you looked at them, they raised a furry paw, waved at you then went back to stuffing their faces on floor buffet…

So enough was enough and I tracked myself down a cold-blooded serial killer… Now to be honest, he didn’t get off to a flying start and the first time he saw a mouse he did in fact run off… I grabbed hold of him, threw him into the kitchen with the overly confident rodent and left him there until he worked out what a cat does!

Buddha boy was mortified… he’d come home and find that the garden had been turned into a killing field… I heard him one day… Now look Woody… let me show you… are you paying attention? Now this one here… this is a house mouse…OK… I’m not happy  about it, but these ones, you are allowed to kill…. Now these ones here… Look… they are wood mice! They are OFF the menu! Capiche?

Hey! Mr B? Are you talking to the cat??? Nutter…

Yeah… Woody has quite a taste for live bait… turns out it’s a passion I also share… though I’d not had much of a chance to indulge it… that is until God started delivering it to my doorstep…

Yeah… Jehovah’s Witnesses…

Now there’s an urban myth that you can get rid of them by saying you’re a blood donor… forget it!!

They’ve been trained on that one… they’ve a whole flow chart of replies ready for you…

Now on one particular day, two youngish women came to the door and they foisted a Watchtower into my hand and asked me what I believed in and I didn’t really want to get into that, as to be honest, after nearly 25 years of marriage, and 4 kids….most days I’m not even sure that I exist… never mind some supreme being or entity… Whose socks are these? Anybody seen my car keys? Those are the sort of BIG questions I deal with… I looked at them and just said….meh… I’m of no fixed abide…

Will you read this Watchtower?

Sure… hey I said… how about you come in and we read it together and then I read your tarot cards for you?

That was interesting… they couldn’t get away quick enough… pushing past each other to get out the gate first with elbows flailing like first through Tesco’s door during a Black Friday sale…

Anyway… I took the magazine and dropped it on the table… The kids found it a few days later… I wasn’t impressed… Just wait until next time those Jovies appear…. I want a few words with them…

I waited and I waited… and then the knock… YES!!! I get to the door and there’s some fresh blood… 2 very respectable looking middle aged women…. Aha! Yes!!! They’ve got copies of Watchtower…

Good Morning ladies…

Good morning… we’re just calling by this morning to…

Hold on! Let me stop you there! Some of your colleagues were quite rude to me, last time they were here… they got very upset when I offered to read their tarot cards for them…

Really? I’m very sorry about that.

Yes… so am I, quite rude really after I Iistened to what they wanted to talk about for quite some time…

Tell me about your tarot cards?

What really?

Then I get a long lecture about how they love the sinner but hate the sin or something like that and that it’s not my fault that I wasn’t brought up with proper values…

And I’m thinking… oh… you cheeky mare!! I was brought up with some right proper values… some militant with Salvation values… and I’m right now supressing the urge to twat you over the head with a tambourine…

Can I leave this copy of Watchtower with you? Will you read it?

What’s in it?

Pardon?

What’s in it? The last one you left had a piece about the evils of masturbation in it…

Pardon? Really?

Yes! Really! That was a nice afternoon spent answering questions after my kids picked it up and read it…

Oh… well… you know… as parents, it is part of our duty to answer our children’s questions and …

Look sweety!!! I’m more than happy to answer any and all questions but I do like a head’s up on when and ideally… I wouldn’t chose to do it in front of an elderly relative with a heart condition… You really should warn people of the content…

Oh… I didn’t know that sort of thing was in there…

What? Why not? Well… what a bloody nerve! You turn up on my doorstep and ask me to read things you can’t be bothered to read…

Yeah… well… to be honest… there’s some things in there that I don’t really agree with…

Really? Oh… so what are YOUR personal views on Masturbation? Do you accept it into your life as a normally and healthy practise?

Ermmm Ermmm

Or do you think it’s a fast track to insanity…

Errmmm Errrmmmm

What I’m asking is… Ok… You’ve knocked on every door but do you ring the Devil’s doorbell?

Jehovah’s Witnesses don’t believe in the Devil!

Ok… Look I’ll read your magazine… now please I can’t stand around all day chatting… I’ve got work to do!

Ok… we’ll come back another day…

So… about a week later… Knock knock knock…

Come on in!!! I says…

That threw her… but only for a second or so…

Take a seat…

Mmmm aren’t you busy?

No!!! Sit down!!! Do you want a drink?

No thanks… who’s the artist?

Me…

Mmmm…. What’s that one?

Oh… that’s a self-portrait…

Really? That’s what you look like?

Yeah… well… yeah… I guess so…

MMmmm…. Did you use a mirror?

No… I just draw what I feel…

Mmmmm….

Now… it’s only with hindsight that I’m understanding her mmmm….

See… a few days later, a friend dropped by and also asked me about that painting… Now I told her it was an aura drawing and went into dippy hippy woo woo jargon…

Oh… she said…so you don’t paint what you see, you paint what you feel? You paint your energy…

Yeah… something like that…

Oh… I was just wondering as it has a bit of a Georgia O’Keefe feel to it…

Really?

Yeah… it looks like a gaping lady garden… a psychedelic multi coloured minge…

Oh dear… there’s a jw walking around who thinks I paint like this… *hand movements*

Oh dear… that poor old jovie… she really did turn up on the wrong day…

She turned up on a day when I was up against a deadline and procrastinating with a vengeance… I kept her talking for 3 hours… she quoted chunks of Bible at me and asked me what I thought and I had the Google oracle to hand so I threw back quotes aplenty from The Dali Lama to Samuel L Jackson…

She said she had to go…

I laughed and told her I thought she was very trusting and then I asked her how she was certain that I’d not locked in her and maybe I had a cellar full of cold callers and salesmen stashed away…

I kept her for another half an hour and then told her to leave as I had work to do! And she’d frittered away my day…

She left out the front door and Mr B came in the back…

JESUS BLOODY CHRIST!!! WHAT ON EARTH HAVE YOU BEEN DOING ALL DAY?
Why?

Look at the state of this pig sty!!! JESUS!!!! What is THAT smell?

What?

That smell… seriously? You can’t smell that?

No… I’ve got a bit of a blocked nose…

Why aren’t you dressed yet?

Oh… the Jovie woman turned up and I invited her in for a chat

What???? You let somebody into my house, in this state, and you’re still in your pj’s and just what have you got on your head?

Eh? Oh!! My thinking cap!!!

Thinking cap??? Thinking cap!!! It’s a bloody headband with enormous bunny ears!!!

So why are you asking then?

I can’t believe you!!! What must that woman have thought?

I don’t know sweety… but apparently she’s not here to judge me as I’m a beloved child of God!

That smell!!! Where is that smell coming from??? It’s horrific?

I don’t know… I can’t smell it…

That chair!!! It’s coming from that chair!!

Oh… that’s where she was sitting…

Joy!!! Stop it!!! Don’t blame the nice lady…

He pulls out the chair…

And there’s a gigantic mound of streaming cat turd behind it….,

Jesus!!! Woody!!! You’ve shat your own body weight!! What on earth possessed you… You know you’re supposed to do that in next door’s garden…

That Woody… he looked me in the eye…

Easy woman… Take a chill pill… You told me to get a job…

Yeah… get a job! Not do a job!!

Shhh…. Listen… I’m Head of Dept for dealing with live bait… I’ve sorted your pest problem…

What you call that work?

Yeah… I call that work… honestly… what do you think I do? Just lie around all day licking my balls…

Mars Attacks

Mmmm… provocative… whatev’…

Baby! I was born this way!

Exploring Inner Space With Astropsychics…

When it comes to learning… I’ve had some complex engagements with education which have taken me close the to brink…

I sincerely believe that everybody should be a life long learner yet I get frequently frustrated by how knowledge is delivered… so much so that I tend to shun anything that has even the vaguest whiff of formality, in favour of trotting off in my own merry way to hunt down and round up whatever catches my eye as I check the pulse of the cosmos with my self-styled tools that in my idle hands will become Mrs Sealey’s version of a Swiss Army Knife, encompassing stethoscope, microscope, telescope, kaleidoscope and gyroscope…

Often it is the HOW of learning rather than the WHAT I’m learning that fascinates me… Occasionally the two collide and that grabs my interest threefold and moves my brain through four dimensions and beyond…

Sometimes when I decide to learn new things, it’s almost as though I can feel my thoughts move around my mind like Mercury in a maze… scattering, scrambling, rolling, reeling, breaking apart and merging again and almost impossible to bring together as a whole in the centre and sit it still… where I can examine everything at once… and work out the nature of this fleet footed spirit…

Thoughts need wrangling but what kind of harness will fit…

Sometimes I stumble across such a harness…

I’m learning Astrology and I must admit, I was a bit mmm… about signing up for classes that would be going on for a year… but I’m hooked…

I’ve spent the last few days working through exercises on Venus/Neptune…

I flip my tool kit to Babel fish…

I drop down a couple of lenses…

Psychedelic optometrist…

Shift… tweak… focus… sharper… clearer…

BINGO!!!

There it is… suddenly all is dancing, like the old lady who reads a complex crochet pattern and sees the garment rather than rows filled with glyphs of Sc in next 2 dc, ch 2, sk next 2 dc, rep from * across to last 3 dc; ch 2, skip next 2 dc, sc in last dc and in 3rd ch of turning ch-3; ch 3, turn…

Ha!!! I see in every direction all at once, forwards and backwards in time…

My Mercury Maze moves aside and makes way for images and memories and ideas yet to come all to slide and glide with ease… just like that big old screen in Minority Report…

Except… I’m not due to kill anyone…

Oh… and my screen has much better colours!

Though… the music is pretty close… 😉