Blue Butterflies & Me is 7 years old today. Being as blogging started as a fluke, it has remained a consistent part of my life. it is also my first blog buddy’s birthday, Ody Mama, sadly she is too busy to blog, but I have her on the phone. Happy Birthday girl!
The apple has been eaten, proverbially, I don’t really like apples. The school year is over on Thursday, my first year as a teacher is done. How do I feel about that? I feel good about it; in that, it is over, and in that, I feel accomplished. It is good to work hard towards a goal, but very consuming. So consuming I could not stop and focus on a movie, (I did however spend a day watching videos on YouTube a month or so ago).
From the fire to the frying pan, (an idiom) I have been lucky enough to earn an invitation to a summer writing institute at ASU, it is teachers, teaching teachers. I have had the best 10 days of my life recently, so many wonderful things and opportunities, I can’t even begin to share them all.
I like when my sister sings, unrelated, but she came in singing.
The correlation with the title and the image is obscure, so I will explain. I recalled a Katherine Ace painting with boxes, so I went to look at her art. Just yesterday I had gotten hot and threw my hair up, my student laughed and said I looked like a character from Whoville. Basically I had Whoville hair. I laughed too, of course I redid my knot. So I saw this painting and love it, Girl with No Hands, by Katherine Ace.
But now to boxes. I have this “thing” for boxes. I love them. I am all like “Wow this is a great box, I’m going to keep it”. Big boxes, small boxes, brown, white, or decorative boxes, any box that is a good box. It is strange. I often ponder which lifetime I created this love of boxes? It works out well when friends are moving, and I always have a box when I need one.
Recently I recalled a dream. I was well rested, otherwise my dream recall has not been great the last 5 or 6 years. I fell asleep listening to talks about Edgar Casey and the Akashic Records, which is I believe where the dream sprang from, obviously. In the dream I was in a modern building and someone was giving me this large, heavy, and ornate gold key. I mean the key was six inches long and about 3/4 inch thick. However, it had a couple small embedded lights in the top part. They then took me to a building across the street, entering it was empty in the foyer and the guy took the key an opened the door, but I did not see how he did it. When we entered it was a golden vault, all you could see were walls in an octagonal shape with locked boxes (like at a post office) but golden. I felt like each wall was a front and would open to another place. Anyways we glanced around the room, the person was like “Well here it is and here is the key” I am not sure if that is what they said, but we then left and he gave me the key. In the dream I thought, I do not know how to use the key? What is that place? Why did they give me this key? lol Interesting dream but understandable considering what I was feeding my unconscious mind.
I still love this woman’s work. Happy almost Spring. Spring break from school anyways. I have just about finished my first year teaching and lived to tell the tale. I survived a state audit but will I survive this influenza that I caught? My god! If you have had it, you have my deepest sympathy.
Ashputtle is part of Ace’s fairy tale series, and has always been a favorite, “Cinderella”, of the ashes. Like the phoenix she will rise, she soars to the pinnacle, the top of the heap. In the spirit of the painting I published my retelling of the Grimm classic “Ashputtle”, and it is called, “Bad Cindy“. I am sure it is full of typos and grammar errors but it was now or never.
Happy Almost Spring everyone. I went wind chime shopping yesterday, and I bought an adorable lizard sculpture I named Lenny the Lizardy.
Happy 2019 friends~ There is going to be a Full Lunar Eclipse Blood Wolf Moon Mocha Frappuccino, tomorrow night into the 21rst, so I hear. An important astral event for those of us who follow. I’m excited.
Also to make the most of this power event, there is going to be a coordinated Global Meditation. I think we owe it to ourselves and the world to participate if we possibly can, and wish to do so.
I will be meditating and I hope to see you all in the stream of consciousness. I will place the links below. We Got this! Let’s do it!