Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Surrendering to sweet fatigue

I am gassed. Seriously tapped out. Maybe it is the reduction in my caffeine intake, maybe it is  the result of another 3 hour meeting today, or maybe the stress of a minor confrontation this morning. It is a cool rainy day, no sunshine, a day that wants me to curl up with a book or a magazine under a quilt.  Could be PMS, or the I have a to do list that is making me cranky. Don't want to clean the litter box, don't want to clean the bathroom, don't have the energy to write thank you notes or change the water in the fish tank. I could care less about vacuuming up the dog hair or changing the sheets. Don't want to pick up or drop off kids, nor walk the dogs.  I will surrender to sweet fatigue. Cheddar cheese and crackers and a cold beer, a clean cotton quilt, Martha Stewart magazine, sweat pants, no bra. Law and Order reruns in the background and buttered toast and an apple for dinner.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Animal totems

Fox and  Owl. Creatures of the "between hours".

I have encountered the red fox recently, in the evenings as I am heading home. Mike and I stopped to watch the red fox hunting field mice or moles and cavorting in a horse pasture. He seemed unconcerned with us and boldly went about his business. Feminine magic of camoflage, shapeshifting, invisibility

The Bard Owl called to me in the pre-dawn hours just a week ago. I have not heard from her in more than two years and welcomed her voice. Mystery of Magic, omens, silent wisdom, vision in the night.


From Animal Speak, by Ted Andrews

Monday, May 10, 2010

Today's horoscope for aquarius....

You have a lot on your mind today because you can tell how busy the next few weeks are going to be for you. But even if your anticipation is high, you still cannot just jump ahead to where you want to be. You must move into your future one day at a time and right now that means facing any obstacles in your path, real or imagined. Don't avoid difficult issues because they will only become more complicated if you wait to address them until later.



Sunday, May 9, 2010

A Poem for Mothers Day

The Hand That Rocks The Cradle

Blessings on the hand of women!
Angels guard its strength and grace,
In the palace, cottage, hovel,
Oh, no matter where the place;
Would that never storms assailed it,
Rainbows ever gently curled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

Infancy's the tender fountain,
Power may with beauty flow,
Mother's first to guide the streamlets,
From them souls unresting grow—
Grow on for the good or evil,
Sunshine streamed or evil hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

Woman, how divine your mission
Here upon our natal sod!
Keep, oh, keep the young heart open
Always to the breath of God!
All true trophies of the ages
Are from mother-love impearled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

Blessings on the hand of women!
Fathers, sons, and daughters cry,
And the sacred song is mingled
With the worship in the sky—
Mingles where no tempest darkens,
Rainbows evermore are hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

~ William Ross Wallace

Oak Tree


According to Native American lore, the oak tree represents strength and endurance, helpfulness and continuity.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

3 am storm

This morning I woke to a flash of lightening and thunder grumbling in the distance. I eased out of bed and opened the windows a bit wider, letting in the cooling breezes and the scent of the wet earth. The rain's rhythm made me sleepy again and turned my face to the window and dozed as the storm drew closer, more intense then wandered away across the valley. 

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Cool Down

Flo Jo reclines with Dom after a lovely 5 mile walk in the woods of Gill. Daisy, a beautiful black mixed breed (retriever and herding dog mix perhaps) is in the background.
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