17 December 2017

Leaf Blowing


       I see human beings performing so many actions that are, to me, counter-intuitive to living in harmony with the many Beings of the planet, with the Earth and how she moves through her cycles. I'm no expert, but I trust my intuition. I'm talking about stuff like- leaf blowing just a day or two before the snow is about to fall. Is that really necessary anymore? Every time I witness that anyway (leaf blowing) it horrifies so many of my senses. Then, I soothe myself by also acknowledging that the people who are doing the blowing are making money to take care of their families and that Nature will recover because She is Strong. And I let it go. Or, wait a minute- mowing the lawn in mid November, right before it's going to snow. Like the grass is still growing.... really? Really? What is that all about? We all have those things that scrape our chalkboards! Mine are: leaf blowers, chainsaws, mowing the lawn when the grass ain't growin', LED head lights on cars and door slamming. That's all I can think of for now! Lol.
       But anyway, think about it from a holistic perspective. Do you remember the growth cycle of a tree? Imagine only from the perspective of no human activity interfering with the tree's business. An acorn, or other type of tree seed, falls to the ground (or gets "hidden", then forgotten, by a Squirrel! See, did you also know that? That so many trees have grown because of those Squirrel Shamans I was talking about in an earlier post! Lol.) and through a miraculous series of transformations becomes a full grown tree. Then, as this full grown Tree, the rotation of seasons bring rhythmic changes and growth. 
       The roots draw Nourishment from deep within the Earth bring up in the Spring in the Saps (tree blood, really). More bark is created from the inside to the out (relate this to the rings you've probably counted on your fresh cut disk from your holiday tree by now), and up the branches go this vital force to the create the leaf buds, which will unfold into the Leaves. When these leaves fall in the Autumn, much of that which was taken from the Earth- is given back to Her. The decomposition process begins. Granted, it can take longer than one year for those leaves to fully become dirt once again. At least the nutrients go back to the soil. You see that in the forest in places where humans don't walk a lot- off the trail- this dark rich forest floor soil. That's what has been going on there, undisturbed- the cycle of give and take. That does not happen when the leaves get put in a plastic bag. That gets buried somewhere, or floated out into the ocean on a barge. 
       The other thing about just letting the leaves be... They provide a nice cover over the grass and little plants, an insulation from the snow. We all could use a bit of cover and protection from the storm. Why not wait until the spring, when everything is getting warmer, and the frost warnings have ended. Then remove the leaves so everything beneath can take a big breath. We all take that Breath together, that first warm day of Spring. Winter is for resting, for everyone, including the Earth, for taking cover, for counting your blessings and dreaming "long-winter's-nap" sort of dreams about what seeds in *the garden of life* you want to plant in the spring.
       We can all take that Breath together.

15 December 2017

Time to Relax, Listen to the Within

The message this past ten days, in every reading that I've pulled for myself, have a theme. "Nurture yourself", "self-care", "life review", "let yourself receive", "avoid negative or harsh environments". I like to pull for just a few days at a time, since things change fairly often with me, sort of mercurial it can be. So this is the theme. Well, I had a feeling about that. I know of other people who are receiving the same messages from the body and energy systems. I decided early on to employ some of the lessons generously lavished upon me by 2014- and I surrendered. Snowstorm, surrender. Don't have to go out, then don't make up a reason to. Stop. Open up, and breathe. 
       One of the first things to be forgotten with a quickness when we experience a full on crisis, or simply an unbearably stressful situation of any sort, is the self-care aspect of the day or week. Even some simple stretches can make a world of difference in unlocking the emotions that can get stored in the musculoskeletal structures of the body. But, these are the times when we need movement the most. With movement, the Breath. And Water, preferably not in plastic. We need to move, breathe deeply and feed the water that is the body. I'm saying this because it is these three things that people tend to forget in the hustle-bustle. Very simple, but Manna-feeding.

       I hope that you are taking some time each day to move and breathe and stretch and take care of your Soul's Vessel. And remember to drink Water, even in the winter.
       May you have the weekend that is of your personal preference :)

Love and Blessings

13 December 2017

MuMu's Grief

Monday, December 11, 2017
Our Dreamy didn't die then, back when I wrote my last post about her. She went the way that she wanted to. It's a story and an experience to be kept close to the family for now.
MuMu in his window on 11/11/17
       But, then there's MuMu, our 17 year old boy. Bigger than this, MuMu is Dreamy's son. He has never been alone, not for one moment of his life. Dreamy left her body two weeks ago tonight. She spoke to me of many things before she passed. MuMu has been looking around the apartment for her ever since, even though he was able to witness her lifeless form before she was laid to rest.
       Today, my son told me that Mu has stopped wanting to eat in the kitchen. Over these past 2 weeks, he kept trying to move over to mom's bowl, where he always used to go to try and push her out, and/or eat her leftovers. That bowl has been missing. He is lost. He's got no appetite today.
me and Dreamy in 2016.
I'm glad that I always
appreciated her,
and went slow enough to
always enjoy our time together
       MuMu has gone to every single closet, mewoing, and rooted out the underside of every single piece of furniture. He's looking for her. It gives me a lump in my throat right now as I type. Wherever she was, he had to be there with her. If she found a new spot to sleep, he had to wedge himself in. Every move that she made, he wanted to be in on it... All 17+ years of his life- until now...
       Today, I bought a bunch of pink silk peonies for her grave, which is in the back strip outside my bedroom window, so I can keep an eye on it. (Where I live, it is not unheard of for a hungry critter to dig things up to eat.) Two days after she died, I'd wood-burned her name and birth and death dates into a wooden cross to mark the pile of stones. I have been told by my Guides that I will be able to retrieve my baby's bones when it comes time to move from this place, whenever that will be.
       I could get another cat, but it would not be his Mom. Because of how I am, and how I have always communicated with the Nature Spirits (as I called them when I was little), I know that it's not just about "getting another cat". That's what most people would do. But here, apparently, we are being taught how to deal with an incomprehensible quality of grief. She left a space that I know that I can't fill for myself, how could I ever orchestrate that for MuMu?
       I was there when Dreamy was born (I had her Mama, Diva), and I was with Dreamy when she died. In 18 years, 4 months and 29 days with Dreamy, we'd been through so much- being homeless, having babies, moving around, painful breakups, being so poor we had to use dirt in the litter box and cook food from the food pantry for the cats, losing people we loved, and finally finding the brighter side of things... Almost half of my life, Mumu's entire life. Always together, no matter what. From Womb to Tomb, Birth to Earth- that's what I promised her, and Mu, too.
       We're just going to have to take it slow, stay heart centered, cry as needed, make adjustments, and do the best, like this, as we can. We're figuring it out as we go along.
MuMu on the left and Mom, Dreamy on the right in 2012
We miss her, so much.  
If anyone would like to send Prayer and soothing feelings
to MuMu, it's very much appreciated
as he goes through this very sad time.
Love and Blessings and Thank You.