💖 20 Years a Priest 💖 August 15, 2018

This Wednesday, August 15, 2018, I am 20 Years a Priest in the Order of Melchidezek. I wanted to renew my Vows at Rev. Dan's farm in Consensus, NY this Sunday, August 19th- but I have no money and my car has too many issues to take us that far. I feel sad about that. My life as a Priest is, well, who I am. These past 20 years have been "quite something" to keep it brief. I feel like I wanted to be with Rev. Dan again and renew my commitment. I'm just so tired and distressed lately, I can't even imagine how I could get the Universe to pull this one out for me at the last minute..... I am probably going to have to be flexible and find something to do with myself on Wednesday.
Love, again-
Ursula Carrie

Pause for the Cause

this was the last day of the very intense workshop I was in
July 23-27. I was processing so much, on so many levels, I
just couldn't even stand up anymore, or pursue any more aspects
of learning the craft. This summer has been frickkin' *heavy*.
Geez. 

I'm writing this note to say that I need to get with my current energetic circumstances right now and admit that I need to take a pause for the cause- which is admitting that I have a shit-ton of unacknowledged Grief in my systems. And that I have been not addressing this in my quest to be constantly and consistently strong and unfettered by events in my life over the past year. I should've allowed myself to be brought to my knees, fully, as I experienced each blow, but as stubborn as I am, I couldn't allow that. 
But eventually, one has to come clean to herself, and admit that the weight is too much and something(s) must be done. For one, I wound up sleeping, like almost all weekend. Now, my Ayurvedic constitution is all almost completely Vata, so I hardly ever sit down, and I'm always busy with some task, job or in pursuit of some creative idea. I've been surprising myself lately at how much I have to lay down- but this weekend in particular I reclaimed my self-created title as the Sleep Olympics Champion, better be 1st place!
All this is to say where I'm at and to thank each and every person who looks at this blog and has liked my Facebook page for this service. I have been through energy upgrades and transitions like this before. "Ease" never seems to be a component. Something amazing is brewing, my son keeps reminding me. 
 With Love and Appreciation,
       Ursula Carrie

Ursula Carrie- quick Jewelweed tutorial- August 5, 2018

Some on-the-fly video from this afternoon. I was just headed outside to finally succumb to making my jewelweed tea, so I can get rid of this poison ivy. I was good about not scratching when i'm awake, but I see I've been scratching in my sleep- and it spread! Oops!

It's been about 20 years since I've had poison ivy, so... Just another experiment with, 

"So... just what does this thing (poison ivy) "do", and how long does it last for, 

on its own and untreated...?" 

Well, ok. I'm done with waiting on how long it can last on its own!

 Like my Gramie would've said shaking her head with a smile, 

"What an Ursula..." Then, she would hug and kiss me. Lol.

'Thought I'd take you all with me, in case you wanted to check it out. :)  

um, here's the requisite disclaimer:

FDA Disclaimer: These statements have not been evaluated by the FDA. They are not intended to diagnose, treat, cure, or prevent any disease or condition.

and thanks for Being Here

~Ursula Carrie

The End of "Mudrurmayo" *

Dear Friends,

MuMu went Home this morning, probably just after I closed the door and went to work. My son called me at 12:30 pm to let me know.

I had to stop by Family before I went home, after I bought the gauze to wrap our Mu's body for burial. I knew I could find someone in there who would hug me. I needed a hug so bad, and I can't think of anyone who I could call to ask for one, so... Brian was there, thank goodness, and hugged me and let me cry in his arms. I'm thankful for that, so I could get some of it out and come home and be a force of stability for my son, so he has space to fall apart. Grieving, I dug the grave to prepare... It's raining, an element that brings comfort to both of us. I'm thankful for that, too.
Whenever my boy is ready, whenever HE is ready, we shall lovingly wrap our Mu and inter him, right next to the Mama that he missed so bad, he had to leave us and go be with her.
BOTH of our cats lived for exactly 18 years and 5 months- BOTH of Them. How is that, that they both lived the exact amount of time. Whenever we move from this apartment, we will dig up their bones and take them with us, wherever we go after this. 8 not very happy years in this apartment, thanks to the bullying and nastiness from the changeling that lives downstairs. Some people just hate themselves and all happy people. Even still, we persevere. God has a plan for us. Neither of us know where this is all heading, though.

I have been advised by my Family of Light to work through my grief by helping the clients whose files are on my worktable. I am prepared to isolate myself from social interactions and bury myself in work. Let this work be my earthly salvation. Let it heal all Grief, in all worlds, in all dimensions. Then, I too shall, someday, go Home. I am very much aware of this fact.

And may the years that remain, may they be the best yet and may it all be in Joy.

Thank you for Being Here.

Love,

Ursula Carrie

* "Mudrurmayo" (moo-dur-my-o) Our name for our little family unit.

mu=MuMu

dr=Dreamy

ur=Ursula

mayo=Chimayo