Category: wow

bats

i want to go to texas to see the bats.

bracken cave in san antonio is the summer home to over ten million mexican free-tailed bats.  i want to see them fly out of the cave and into the evening sky.

close to a million of the same type of bats take up a summer home under the congress avenue bridge in austin.  i want to see this, too!

i don’t know anyone that loves bats like i do, so i’m willing to make the trip alone, but golly, i really want to go.  i want to see it in person, not on a webcam or a youtube video. cmon, universe, make my bat dreams come true.

thankful for a good birthday weekend…

After last year’s birthday debacle, most anything was an improvement…but I had a good birthday and I had a good birthday weekend, too.

There were Jager shots with “Van Helsing” and “From Dusk Till Dawn” and conversation about anything and everything…and that’s just the best.  Time spent laughing and goofing off can’t be bought, and it’s the best stuff ever.

This coming weekend will hopefully bring more of the same because there can never be enough.  The “Where My Girls At” ladies only 40th bday celebration this Saturday should be awesome.  Cheers!

Divination

Maybe you believe in intuition, precognition, clairvoyance, divination…and maybe you don’t.
I won’t go into great depth about my belief system, but I will say I believe humans have more intuition or sixth sense than they choose to acknowledge. It’s a new world of high tech barrages of information, and we ignore what we sense, ignore what we feel and push forward with life at a ridiculous pace.
I like tarot cards for getting in touch with the vibration of the universe, and I have been reading them since I was younger than my child is now. Some people think it’s of the Devil himself or witchcraft to use tarot cards; I think of it as just a tool to express intuition and see it as interesting and thought-provoking. I’m pretty good with them, and with or without the cards, I am reasonably intuitive (though sometimes, I ignore all the warning bells of intuition and then end up getting totally screwed).
I am writing all this down only because I had something happen today that has never, ever happened to me in 25 years of reading tarot spreads…I did a quick reading for someone else, their past, present and future. I wrote it all down and made notes of how I thought the cards should be interpreted and slid the cards back in the deck in three separate places.
I decided afterward to do my own reading since I had the cards out and shuffled and thought and shuffled some more before feeling like, okay, this is it…and for myself, I pulled the same cards, same order and nearly jumped out of my skin, goose bumps and chills all over. That has never happened to me, never before in years of pulling cards, and has me so weirded out I put the cards away completely out of sight. I don’t know what it means, not certain, and I will revisit it when I’m calmer…I could make some guesses now about what it means, but my cage is momentarily rattled. First time for everything…

Chocolate Lounge opening on Saturday

Further proof that the world really does revolve around my whims:

The French Broad Chocolate Lounge will be opening Saturday at 10 S Lexington Avenue! (A’ville Citizen-Times has an article in today’s paper http://www.citizen-times.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=2008801300302)   Yes yes yes yes yes yes!!

 Chocolate, wine and comfy chairs, HOORAY!  Their French Broad Luscious Chocolates are fantastic–they’ve been available locally at places like Greenlife and Earth Fare for a while now and they are super tasty morsels, decadent and fresh .   Please support our local businesses, folks, and stampede on over to the French Broad Chocolate Lounge this weekend!! They do have a website if you don’t live close enough to visit the shop in person, and they can ship right to you wherever you are:  http://www.frenchbroadchocolates.com/index.html

Dear Dan and Jael, owners o’ the fabulous business: I live very close to you in West A’ville, so please feel free to drop off any mole negro truffles that aren’t pretty enough to sell on my porch.  :^)

i’ve got to share, but i can’t be specific…

Sometimes, when you least expect it, life sneaks up behind you and rattles your cage a little bit.  There I was all mellow, just doing the things I do, asking the questions that I ask.  If you and I are going to be friends, I’m going to ask you hard questions so that not only do I know you, YOU know you.  Do you know who you are?

I was asking questions and I was getting answers and all was right in the world.  And quite abruptly, there was a shift, a brand new awareness of possibilities I had never considered…I can’t pinpoint the exact moment, the exact instant, but there was a depth and breadth I’d not seen before; suddenly there was a possibility, a choice, a maybe. 

You’ve had the feeling of hey this is pretty good, but is there more? Or is this really, truly all there is and I’m searching for things that just don’t exist?  Do I find a new religion, do I listen to a new song, do I read ancient tomes, do I move to a new town in hopes of finding ‘it,’ whatever ‘it’ is?

And then, SMACK!  There it is.  Right there in front of me when I absolutely wasn’t looking for it, wasn’t looking for anything, was just being myself, just being.  Good thing I was paying attention.

Now what?  That part I don’t know yet but I’m in no hurry.

All I can say to one and all is that if you feel in your gut, in your soul, that there’s got to be something more to life, love, work, whatever, there probably is.  Just be, and pay attention; it will come.  You can sort out all the details later…

One of my favorite poems…

I’m a sucker for words.  I jot down great quotes and beautiful phrases that I hear on post it notes and napkins and tuck them in desk drawers so I can reflect on them later.

The excerpt from a Rumi poem below is one of I have in several translations–the words vary slightly by translator, but I think the imagery is fabulous.   I had an interesting experience recently that made me want to dig this poem up and share.  Enjoy:

Today, like every other day, we wake up empty
and frightened. Don’t open the door to the study
and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesn’t make any sense.

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.