Archive for December, 2009

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The Duende and my new camera

December 31, 2009

The Duende really spoke to me when I got a new digital camera.

This fiery eye is actually a photo of the inside of a green glass bowl resting on a red bench top.

The blue stone in the photo below glows with a red gold fire whenever the light hits it.  No one knows what kind of stone it is.  One of my daughters picked it up at a street stall in Vietnam about ten years ago.  When it is away from the light the stone is a soft powdery blue.  The stone itself is relatively soft and marks and chips quite easily. (If anyone out there in Soul Food land knows what it is – I’d love to hear from you).

The diamond shape behind it is a lead crystal stopper from a bottle and the two objects rest on a stone my son found at the beach – I think it’s called mudstone.

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Christmas at Riversleigh (2009)

December 30, 2009

As usual, the Christmas cheer and activities at Riversleigh Manor have been a delight to observe.  Residents have been busy posting, with Lori and Anita leading the way.  I started a Christmas project (the Great 2009 Christmas movie marathon; see below) and it’s wrapping up tomorrow.  Next week, I’ll review my notes.  I’ve enjoyed it, but I probably won’t do the same thing again next year.  Maybe-once-every five years.  I’m considering making a Christmas blog though.  Just thinking about it…you know.  In between my tv viewing (or as a result of?), I met with the “Ghosts of Riversleigh Christmases Past” and wrote three postings (Memories of Riversleigh 20062007,  and 2008).  It was a pleasant haunting until I reviewed 2009.  When I really noticed how much other circumstances (personal and external) in 2009 had demanded my attention.  As a consequence, I had very little time or energy to spare for creative activities, compared to previous years.  I don’t feel guilty or have regrets about 2009.  The things I did were necessary.  But I do feel tired, with a definite–longing for the Muse.  Where is my Muse?  Other Soulfood residents had discussed Muse issues at the 101 Night blog in early December.  Where is my Muse?  I identify with some of the trees outside in a local park—which are bare of leaves.  (No postings for most of 2009.)  No juicy sap runnning in my veins.  I finally realized that my Muse is currently—a’snooze and dreaming.  And I am experiencing winter.  A time to be quiet and allow my well to refill naturally.  The winter doldrums will pass.  Not next week, nor even next month I sense, but eventually.  My Muse is just sleeping, resting, dreaming.  So I will wait patiently.  Without panic or despair.  Then, when next the Muse whispers, “I had such a wonderous dream! Can I tell you about it?”  I will be able to listen.  In the meantime, 2010 is fast approaching.  2010.   My fourth year at Soulfood!  A good reason to celebrate the New Year.

The Great 2009 Christmas Movie Marathon

Dec 1:     Christmas Vacation (National Lampoon)
Dec 2:     Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer
Dec 3:     Silent Night
Dec 4:     The Muppets: Letters to Santa
Dec 5:     Home Alone
Dec 6:     The Santa Clause
Dec 7:     Elf
Dec 8:     Charlie Brown’s Christmas
Dec 9:     Shrek The Halls
Dec 10:   Nightmare Before Christmas
Dec 11:    Yes, Virginia and Mickey’s Christmas Carol
Dec 12:    It’s A Wonderful Life
Dec 13:    Santa Baby
Dec 14:    The Christmas Card
Dec 15:    A Christmas Carol (musical version)
Dec 16:    The Grinch Who Stole Christmas and Joyeux Noel
Dec 17:    Miracle on 34th Street
Dec 18:    Jingle All The Way
Dec 19:    Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer and Prep and Landing
Dec 20:    Prancer
Dec 21:    One Magic Christmas
Dec 22:    The Ultimate Christmas Present
Dec 23:    Winnie the Pooh and Christmas Too
Dec 24:    White Christmas
Dec 25:    A Christmas Story
Dec 26:    Secret of the Nutcracker
Dec 27:    PBS Great Performances
Dec 28:    Straight, No Chaser
Dec 29:    The Christmas Truce and Holiday on Ice
Dec 30:    Crazy Christmas Lights and Invasion of the Christmas Lights
Dec 31:    Mr Monk and the Secret Santa

photo by Cheshire D and animated gif courtesy of animationplayhouse.com

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Night 16: Taking a Left Turn

December 29, 2009

This is inspired by The Wheel of Life prompt at SFC’s A to Z of Alchemy (the letter W).   The text is:

Taking a Left Turn in Life

The Wheel of Life:  Yesterday I was  on my way to one of those chain-store coffee houses — you know, the one with the green awning and the mermaid on their cups. Anyway, on a whim, I made a left turn at the corner instead of going straight up the street.  I ended up at a funky little coffeehouse.  Sometimes you have to make that left turn.

As we roll along on the wheel of life, sometimes we just have to make a left turn.  We need to pass up the ordinary and the usual and go for the extraordinary and the unusual.  I think I’m going to camp out at that little coffeehouse for a while and see if it is a good fit.

L. Gloyd (c) 2009

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The Solitary House

December 28, 2009

Inspired By The SFC Prompt:

The Old Farmhouse

 

I’m not going to promise to do those silly New  Years Resolutions.

I have one goal this year.

That goal is to focus, focus, focus.

I suppose that’s actually three goals, but nevermind that-

 During the past year I have done a balancing act, I have balanced work and other people’s plans and everyone’s  best interests against my own.

And to what end?

 I have an unfinished book and a collection of stories sitting in file folders

 and

 a journal full of nightmares  I have over the year about being lost in houses that don’t belong to me.

I think it’s time to change that.

 

Photo By: hotblack

The Following Is From The Site:

Goal Setting: Create The Life Of Your Dreams

Using creative tools for goal setting can expand your energy, help you to have fun and make goal setting more joyful rather than a chore.

48 Use images that inspire you: Find an inspiring picture and write a few motivating words on it. Try writing the words with brightly colored markers. Hang this picture on your wall at home or at work to inspire you and build energy for your goals. You can use pictures of animals, nature, mythical figures (from fairy tales, Knights of the Round Table, kings, gods, characters from Star Wars), etc. Buy a Poster with a word, poem or saying already printed on it that motivates and inspires you.

57 Take action on things you’ve been putting off: Make a list of all the important things you’ve been putting off and start doing them. These things may not necessarily be directly related to your goal. Put them on your “to do” list. Denis Waitley, a well-known success trainer, says that he writes down the five most important tasks that he has put off for the last month and then makes sure to take steps towards finishing them. You break out of being stuck by doing and taking action. Willingness to take action creates the energy to do something. This is an extremely powerful technique that will really help remove resistances and catapult you ahead!

59 Release attachment to control: There are some things in your life that you can control. All of them have to do with actions you can take or internal changes you can make inside yourself. You cannot control other people, events or circumstances. You can make the best of what you are given as in “When life hands you lemons, make lemonade” and you can release attachment to making things fit your model of the world. When you practice this kind of release on a regular basis, you will find peace and abundance creeping into your life.

66 Some fun ways to release fear: Draw your fear with colored pens or crayons or make a play dough model of it. Or scribble with colored pens or crayons until you feel a sense of release. This technique may sound simplistic or silly but it is a really good way to release fear. Both authors have used it and found it to be tremendously effective.

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Night 15: The Three of Cups

December 26, 2009

“3 of Cups”, mixed media art journal entry

Using the story-starter at SFC, Tarot Narrative,  I randomly selected the Three of Cups from an online tarot deck and then followed the instructions to ponder the image.  After illustrating this journal entry, I wrote:

Using the tarot writing prompt at SFC, I randomly selected the Three of Cups.  This card depicts the three Graces of Greek mythology representing splendor, mirth and festivity.  In the tarot tradition, the card represents abundance and fecundity.   The three Graces would give creative expression to writers and artists.  Perhaps I will come into a period of creative fecundity.  I can only hope.

L. Gloyd (c) 2009

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THE 12 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS

December 24, 2009

On the first day of Christmas, RB showed me this:

On the second day of Christmas, RB showed me this:

(His teenage daughters may not appreciate this video now, but I’m sure they will when they are older and have their own children!)

On the third day of Christmas, RB showed me this:

On the fourth day of Christmas, RB showed me this:

On the fifth day of Christmas, RB showed me this:

On the sixth day of Christmas, RB showed me this:

On the seventh day of Christmas, my evil twin showed me this:

WARNING!   Not appropriate for young children.  Slightly scary images.

For Anita!    I understand your sense of humor.  I really do.

On the eighth day of Christmas, RB showed me this:

(The real reason the Grinch hates Christmas??)

On the ninth day of Christmas, RB showed me this:

On the tenth day of Christmas, RB showed me this:

On the eleventh day of Christmas, RB showed me this:

On the twelveth day of Christmas, RB showed me this:

                                                                                                                                         HAPPY HOLIDAYS! HAPPY HOLIDAYS! HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

                                                                                                                                             From Cheshire D and DJ!

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Night 14: Not Quite Alice, Part 3

December 24, 2009

The conclusion to my story based on the SFC Prompt Not Quite Alice.

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An ugly old woman in a long gown and an even uglier younger woman also in a long gown stood in the clearing.  They glared at each other over the head of a young woman who was  squatting on the ground and covering her head with her hands.   A crowd of people, dressed in brightlly colored clothes, some holding long wicked looking pikes surrounded the three women.

“Then the little brat told me that she thought you needed to wear more make-up to cover up your ugly face, your Highness!”, said the younger of the two ugly women

The crowd gasped.  “She said what?!”  thundered the older woman.

“That’s not true!” cried out the girl on the ground.  “I never said such a thing!  You’re lying, Duchess!”

“How dare you acuse me of lying, you little tart!”   The Duchess gave the girl a kick in the side, and some of the people in the crowd laughed.   The girl cried out in pain and curled up in a tight ball.

I started to rise to move towards the girl, but Hatter pushed me back into place.  He motioned for me to back away until we were out of earshot.

“Who are those two old bats and who do they think they are to kick that child around!”  I was red in the face.

“Keep your voice down, Alice, or they’ll hear you.  You don’t want them to come looking for you…. they haven’t forgotten last time.”

“My name is Elle-Jay, thank you very much, and I don’t know what you mean by ‘last time’?  I haven’t been here before.”

Hatter shook his head and looked at me in amazement.  “I guess you really are not quite Alice are you?”  Then he shrugged and flopped down the the ground.  I plopped down next to him.   He pulled an apple out of his pocket along with a pocket knife.  He carefully began peeling the apple.  “THEY,” he said, nodding his head towards the clearing, “are the Queen of Hearts and the Duchess, and the girl is, well, nobody I guess… in their world at any rate…”

“Why are they being so mean to her?”

“See, there are people in this world who feel so poorly about themselves that they take out their insecurities on those the perceive as beneath them.  You know that, right?”

“Yes, it’s a basic method of operation in the world.”

“And the Duchess made up the story of the girl bad-mouthing the Queen so the Queen could be humiliated in front of her court.   See, the Duchess doesn’t care much for the Queen.”

“Why not?”

“Insecure people tend to hate people in power…. and, there’s the fact that the Queen does what she can to annoy and humilate the Duchess as well.”

“A nasty little circle, isn’t it.”  I watched as a single strip of peel curl from the apple Hatter was still peeling.

“The sad thing is that the Duchess, in order to set this up, pretended to befriend the girl, who herself has a  lot of insecurities and got sucked right in.”

I felt myself getting even more angry.  I clenched my jaw.

“You know that feeling, don’t you, Not-Quite-Alice.”  Hatter eyed me, then he smiled and held up one long apple peel.

Suddenly, the Queen’s nasaling voice cut through the forest.  “OFF WITH HER HEAD!”

I  heard the girl begin to whimper and plead, “No, your majesty, please no!”  The Duchess’s grating cackle erupted.  I jumped from the ground and bolted towards the clearing.

“Wait!” hissed Hatter.  He took a lounge towards me but I was just out of his reach.  I dodged trees and sidestepped roots and rocks.  I do not know how he managed to get ahead of me, but just before I reached the clearing, Hatter leaped from behind a tree and tackled me to the ground.  Before I could yell out, he clamped a hand over my mouth.

“Do you want them to find you?”  he harshly whispered.   He pulled off of me and slowly removed his hand from my mouth.  I looked at him with astonishment and then mouthed the words “We’ve got to do something to help her”.

Hatter then rose and hauled me to my feet.  He motioned for me to follow him.  He was heading away from the clearing.  I figured he must have some plan.  Guys like him always have a backup plan.

I followed Hatter back to the place where he had been peeling the apple.  He plopped back down on the ground and began cutting apart the apple.  I waited for a moment, just watching him.  Finally, I burst out, “So what’s your plan?”

“Plan?”  He eyed me with bewilderment.

“Yes, to rescue the girl.”

“Why would I do that?”

“Because they-are-going- to- kill-her!” I enunciated.

He gave me a strange look.  “No, they aren’t.”

I stared at him.  “They aren’t?”

“No.”  Hatter stood up.   “You haven’t read the books, have you?”

“I’ve read parts of them.”

Hatter sighed.  “If you had taken the time to completely read both the books, you would know that the King of Hearts always releases the people that the Queen wants executed.”  Hatter shook his head in dismay at my apparent stupidity.

“You mean the girl is going to be okay?”

“Yes.”

“Oh…. but you said that if I interefered, I would have been in the same boat.  Now you’re saying I was in no danger?”

“I didn’t say you were not in any danger, dear.”

“I just don’t get any of this.”  I folded my arms in front of me and gave Hatter an exasperated look.

“Oh, alright.  I guess I will have to spell this all out for you.   What is the answer to my original question?”

“You mean about how ravens and writing desks are alike?”

“Yes.”

“Well…tsk…it doesn’t make any sense.  Ravens and writing desks have nothing in common so there is no answer to that question.”

“DING!!!!!  She finally got it right.  There is no answer.”

“Huh?”

Hatter took me by the shoulders and looked me square in the eyes.  “There are not always reasons that we can see for the things that we experience in this life.  We don’t always have the answers to why bad things happen.   And because of that, we cannot always fix things.  YOU are always trying to find reasons why bad things happen and you are always trying to fix those situations or people.”

“That’s ridiculous.  I can’t just sit by and let bad things happen when I can do something about it.”

“Of course not.  But you need to assess each situation.  Just know that you are not always the one chosen to fix every problem.  If you don’t get anything else about what’s happened today, just know this:  The Universe has everything under control.  Sometimes you are meant to be a part of the answer and sometimes you are not.   Sometimes you have to step back and let things play out in the way they were meant to.  The wise person learns to know when to act and when to step back.  Got it?”

I was stunned.  I had to think about this.  A sense of relief fell over me as I pondered this.  I don’t always have to fix things?   Finally, I quietly said.  “Yes, I think I have it.”

“Good!”   Hatter picked up the remains of his apple.  “Until next time….”

“Wait! You can’t leave yet.  I have questions.”

Hatter smiled.  “There you go again…..trying to control the situation.  Do you really think you need to learn more at the moment?”  His eyes glinted with mischief.

I smiled back.  “No, I guess I need to wrap my mind around this first.  Thank you.”

“You’re welcome!”  He popped the brim of his tophat out and put in on his head.  “I shoulda had a fedora…..”

A swirl of bright light enveloped me and I suddently found myself seated on the ground, where I had been a few minutes earlier.  The squirrel was still there, mutely staring at me with curiosity and munching on an acorn.

“Yeah, I really need to get a handle on this moment,” I muttered.

L. G. (c) 2009

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Memories of Riversleigh (2008)

December 23, 2009

2008!  What a year!  It began with a January journey with Enchanteur and wrapped up with a splendid holiday gathering at Riversleigh ManorPriscilla was completing her world tour in December of 2008.  She spent Christmas with Vi in Arizona (for the 2nd time!) before flying back to Australia.  I had the pleasure of her company in the fall of 2008.  (Go here to read all about Priscilla’s Adventures in the Pacific Northwest.)  All of the Soulfood Advent calendars have been special but the 2008 calendar was indeed unique.  It was a showcase for 21 Ravens (members of the Soulfood Rookery); focusing on their creative activities, within and beyond Lemuria.  (My page is Dec 7.)  For easy access to all of the Soulfood Advent Calendars, bookmark this Squiddo Lens.  Just a few days after Christmas, Riversleigh residents received their tickets for a cruise on the SS Vulcania!  A chartered luxury liner sailing in early Jan 2009.  All aboard for another Lemurian adventure!
My stroll down Memory Lane is all but finished.  It’s 2009 and next week I will be celebrating the beginning of my fourth year at Riversleigh.  Please return then for some more holiday cheer.

Cheshire D

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Am So

December 23, 2009

 

I am so writing. 

I have been at it all day. 

Hey, what was that over there? 

No really look over there- outside the window 

See that man? 

Doesn’t he look like a Magician…a magician minus an assistant…and look at the trunk he’s dragging behind him. It’s big enough to fit a – you are way ahead of me, I was going to say that too. 

Like I said, I am so writing, I’ve been at it all day. 

Hear that? 

Those footsteps going by my door. 

If there was never a sound called worried footsteps before, there is now. 

Step, step, shuffle, drag, pause, step step. 

That’s been going on all day. 

The only thing worse than hearing that would be if they stopped and I heard the door swing open. That would be bad. Whatever is walking around out there, up and down my hall obviously has something preying on its mind. 

I just hope that when that something has had its fill, it won’t need dessert. 

Because I have been writing all day 

and I am to tired to run.

 Inspired By The SFC

PROMPT:

Bad Girl On The Block

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Woman-Child

December 21, 2009

I watched a video on how to do art journaling. The exictement was overwhelming and I could not wait to get started. The pages took on a life of their own. It seemed I was just a willing vessel for the art journal to take physical form. I didn’t intend to do two pages but together the spread reminded me of my life, my growth into womanhood from childhood.  

The woman looks back at her life as a child. The inner child looks at the woman she has become. Both woman and child are amazed at what they see. They share so much of one another. The child was strong and intuitive, sure of herself even though few truly understood her gifts. She awoke each morning wondering why she was in trouble. She wouldn’t understand until she grew into womanhood.

As a woman, she felt unworthy and completely misunderstood. Her goodness was seen by some, not believed by others. How could anyone possibly believe she could be intentionally hurtful? She took the blame for things that happened to save those responsible from the fallout of anger. She put out great efforts for others when they made no effort for her. Her mantra was always to do the right thing for others, but not herself. Eventually everything changed.

During a meditation, she saw her inner child walking towards her. The little one exuded love and light but was surrounded by sadness and heaviness. She climbed into the woman’s lap and snuggled, thumb in mouth, then began to cry. The woman, too, cried as she held herself, comforted herself, forgave herself. She grieved for the little one’s pains and sadness. She felt that she had failed herself by not acknowledging the child. The child felt unsupported by the woman. Before long, both the woman and the child were all cried out. They felt cocooned in warmth and the love they held for one another. Finally the woman understood the child’s feeling of being in trouble. It was that she had gifts, some didn’t understand or believe her, and her gifts had no guidance. She somehow felt that by knowing something before it happened was what made things happen.

“I love you so much, little one. You are an amazing being that has been invisible to so many. But worst of all, you have remained invisible to me. I am so sorry!”

“I love you, too, Woman. You have grown into an amazing person with a huge heart and so much to offer. I am so sorry that I disappeared when you needed me most causing you to forgot all that you were as a child.” They held each other tightly in an embrace of mutual love until the child skipped off. Before disappearing, she blew a kiss to the woman and called, “I love you for everything you are today!” The woman responded, “I love you for everything you were yesterday! Together we will love this woman who is now whole and we will love her fiercely tomorrow and forever more!”

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