brother Aquataine

So I go in and out of memories, thoughts and emotions as if my brother is a wispy phantom like in some of the stories we've read, traipsing through the halls of a vast edifice or drifting slightly above the ground. I am less sure of the afterlife than I used to be. Not that I don't believe in it. Contrary to that I am convinced that life goes on. The options are so much grander than I can fathom with this mind, as stretched as it has been. There has been some feedback from a mutual friend that he will choose a quick turn around and find himself or, wouldn't it be rich, herself back in the dimensions because you know this place has a lot of stuff to experience.

Whatever choice is made I support you and hope that you rest in the wisdom. If you do come back here, again please bring an anchor of light.

brother Aquataine

It's nearly a week since my brother and friend has departed this world. We became close back in my less mugglish days more than 15 years gone now. Those days were full of questing, development, T'ai Chi and a unique balance of freedom and discipline. A choice was offered to pursue one of two courses of spiritual group experience; a hard choice to make. I opted for the Star-Borne gathering instead of the Group Avatar one; this is where I met Aquataine along with many, many memorable beings...

...later, after the incredible gathering I spent a fair amount of time tripping down to Ft. Lauderdale to the sanctuary that brother A and Urithrael shared. Many a fine gathering of lightworkers found sanctuary, community and exceptional times in this environment. Yes, there was a great deal of mundane work to be done of which I did my share, from ripping out old vines, painting, planting, fixing the sewage, dressing marble, building an arbor (what an absolutely beautiful area that enclosed) to often being the head cook for a dozen.

There were difficulties with personalities, there was awesome joy punctuated with roaring bouts of Starry-Language songs and stories, there was love and lessons.



I will edit &/or add to this post again as there is a lot to convey.



Bottom line is that I miss my old deeply sonorous voiced friend and am very happy that he is no longer suffering.

hmmm

So, I have the old mixed energy relationship to old Mama Nature. I always admire and often sing the praises when she kicks up and tosses away our complacency and expectations; but simultaneously I really don't like cold and snow so much. I know that I moved north with a bit of trepidation taking the I still have a job and a paycheck approach to co-creating. This is what I get for it.

move, the end point

OK, I have completed the move to SC. I have a couple of days at the new DC under my belt. This whole moving thing is getting a bit harder as I put the miles on. It'd probably be easier if the tab for it was picked up. Condensed spacial parameters are a challenge and I have created a separation of pc & tv for a less multitasking home-life. We will have to see if this works.

just words

Just a few words dropping onto the screen. No real thought provoked mindstream. Unrusting the process. It is after all a new year as we measure such; new page turned or grasped with an almost kinetic slow-motion hesitation gravid with the next incarnation. Funny how I seem to shy from form in these jots. One who is so conscious when applying other media.

moving sale

I am discontinuing the moving sale; two days is more than enough. So, yeah I sold a good number of things at ridiculously low prices; a number of items I'm sure I will find myself replacing in the future. This will be a goof-off Sunday as the coming week will be pretty darn busy tying up details and transitioning from living here to being fully packed and easing into transience.

interim

So the fat lady belted it out yesterday, Elvis left the building and I am working on setting the transition process into gear. Talked with a possible landlord today and have to wait and see if someone he promised a look to decides for or for me. I am placing a request out there and will let you know how it goes. I have recently entered into the phase where you know what you own owns you.

new year

I was informed just before the New Year's long weekend that I still have a job. I will remain where I am through next Friday and then start on February 1st in SC. So frakkin' much to do; including a moving sale. If you are in the central Florida area and feel like a bargain or want to help me move please get in touch.

blogtrot

So, I stopped in and didn't write anything. Then I proceeded to explore via the next blog button at the top of the page. It is always different, today was incredibly full of food stuff with a strong representation from the veggie/vegan zone. After you have stopped by to see if I have expressed any updates why not do the same. Take a little blogtrot around the sphere. Enjoy.

holiday note

It is in the very midst of the holiday season, I am in Florida where the Currier & Ives mental picture embedded in my formative years simply does not apply. No festive feelings have I been incubating, mostly a wonderment and hopeful mind prep for the next calendar year. I hope that it blossoms into something wonderful.

back

yup, I'm back. I can't believe that I have allowed this zone to lay fallow for over a month. But truth is. I'm still not ready to splatter the post with my current state of affairs. Perhaps next year from a new location, after the dust settles. Not much in the mood for stories either, so, I just wanted to stop by and say that I'm still here and there is still plenty to write about. Please stay tuned.

full moon

Seems like the full moon is causing dysfunction with my pcs as all kinds of little issues have been plaguing them.
So? What are you doing?
Well I'm blogging, what the hell does it look like.
and you have something that will add to the wisdom of the ages, perhaps?
Of course, but that doesn't mean I am going to place it here where just anyone can stumble across it.
Why not?
Now, that is a question worth pondering and that is just what I shall do. Now.

halloween

Happy Halloween; I guess. The day is here, the clocks haven't fell back yet, there are no denizens carousing in this hood. There is a spate of entertainment in the form of 'Horror movies' on the tube. A few good oldies that I have enjoyed today.
So a new year for some, a portal possible for others, Scorpio and all souls and the seasons roll.

note

Way too lax on my entries. Been some caught up in transitional strategizing with a resistance to let slip some verbal tripwires. You never know who's reading.

weekend

Friday, the herald of the weekend and I am skipping the Friday night (why isn't that Frinight?) poker game, as I have stuff to do particularly Saturday morning. I plan to get some progress on the collages as well, but, the primary concern is getting my djembe to the drum doctor. Time for goat sacrifices to earn a place in the vibratory annals. Obviously my drumming has been slack as I haven't had to rehead in over three years.

collage

Phase the next on the collage. Still experiencing a challenge with the lay down. I will investigate other materials for future pieces. The biggest question is will I get these done in time to send for Christmas.

collage

So today I started placing the background of the first collage onto the prepared surface. It wrinkled more than I was looking for. I did expect some as I was laying down some fairly large sheets for this kind of application. So I am debating whether to sand the surface after layering more poly or not. While this decision percolates I will continue to search for some imagery; but I think that the lettering option of the original plan has evaporated. More words along with more progress.

kernels

Tossing out some few pieces of language to see if they fall into a cadence and conveyance of distilled thought. Mayhap they only indicate the futile existential quandary; or swept up in the torrent of emotion they are presenting the realization of uncertainty that has become a stronger representation of the future. If I could once again reach into the bag of tricks and have at my disposal a more formidable, clearer and responsive mastery over the time-space continuum; or that beautiful trust that the tarot fool embodies, then my mood would lift and I could share what comes next. I invite at the least if not invoke that stellar certainty.

just a note

Just a few words to indicate my realization that I have been lax in my blogging.

another soul released from gravity

Shortly after my last post about a friend's passing; I was again notified of another old friend's father taking a similar journey. I have some fine reflections of Dale. Wiley my friend this was altogether too strong of a reason to make it possible to reconnect, but, I will take the opportunity. Peace to all connected and happy trails Dale.