Tunes for Thought
I love my life~
Belated Gong Hei Phat Choy folks! I am a Fire Rooster, 1957, last rooster year what was it 2006, it wasn’t my favorite year I can tell you. But all signs point for this one to be a whomping good year for me, and my Fire Rooster boyfriend. He is painting a lot, and he has painted a Fire Rooster, but this isn’t it. I am not sure of the above artist, it is signed.
School is keeping me busy, as usual. OMG I have to walk a lot. I would take my bike but that would me putting it on my car, taking it off, taking it onto the lite rail, so forth, and so on….so I walk, and carry a super heavy backpack (I look at carrying the weight as an active karmic burn off lol). I am doing a lot of teaching presentations in all my classes and have done in my internship as well. I like the high school I am at, but it is far…… well 30 minutes, that is far for me. My mentor teacher Mr. Lopez is super fly. Sorry I am listening to “Super Freak” so the word “fly” just came out.
I have been entertaining Study Abroad at Oxford, I submitted the application, applied for one scholarship….but I am reconsidering as 10K is going to happen only if, 1) strike oil, 2) win lottery, or 3) a rich relative I don’t have dies and leaves me all their money. But I DID enjoy the dream and the emails that were headed Oxford. So I have it out in the grey creative matter. It could happen but I really need to focus on this degree which the Oxford credits would not apply to. I did see a whole list of English department scholarships that I am going to get on top of but they are not study abroad scholarships. Grammar is kinda fun. Wish me luck on my first Grammar exam Tuesday, plus two teaching demonstrations next week.
Well that about brings me current. Love yall ❤
Here is an article by Mystic Mamma on 2017 Fire Rooster Year.
The Never-Ending Goldie
Goldie Locks lived in a trailer
She played doodle bugs in the dirt
She made mud houses for frogs with her foot
Things seem big when you are small
She likes small, cozy places
She remembers being so small her mother bathed her in the sink
Goldie Locks was quite precocious from the get go
At “The Little Red Schoolhouse” she punched a boy in the nose
She daydreamed in school
As she got older
She dreamed of escape
Escape from the South and that place
Called Minden, where people had nothing better to do
Eventually she did escape and her odyssey began
Just follow the Yellow brick road . . .
Discothèques, Dancing, Drugs
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
A knight appears, and says,
“California is the place you aughta be”
Now Goldie goes to school
The Theater Darling (Puff, puff)
Acting, Singing and Dancing
This must be Emerald City U
Golddigers, Munchkins & Mimes
But wait . . . There’s More!
“This is Orange County” says Goldie
“Where is Hollywood?”
The Hills are alive~
“There is that magical sign.”
The big, bad wolf says,
“So you wanna be in pictures”
As he twirls his sinister mustache
“Yes please” says Goldie
“Tell me I am the Girl!”
“Sure . . .”
Slick cons, dumb girls
Being a bohemian
And The Plimsouls
The Valley Boys
And Movie Stars. . .
See Me on IMBD
Just one credit
Super Clubs & Trendy Bistros
And swanky food service
“Hi. I am Goldie and I am going to be your server tonight.
Can I get you a drink from the bar?”
The Hindu temple
The Alien Church
How to summate a life so full
Selling front row seat to the Laker’s
The Super Bowl
The economy crashes
Things are stale ______
You are invited to join AARP
“Should I stay? Or should I go?”
Divinely guided to GO!
Goldie has a sister
The sister got her Masters
Goldie was inspired
A brief respite in the distant past
Drive through frozen cocktails
Lots of Baptist
Back to school
First a GED
“Go West Old Goldie!”
She packed the U-Haul
And head to “The Valley of the Sun”
Goldie is now a Sun Devil~
When you let it~
May, 7, 2018
In the last week of classes for this semester, and what a whirlwind it has been. So much work, but so much fun. I guess I just love school. I had to say goodbye to the 8th grade Honor’s English class where I interned. You get attached to those humans, my mentor too. My internship was really a great experience and it allowed me to see I enjoy teaching. I have several unfinished Signature Assignments yet to turn in but they all have designated time to complete, so I will be fine.
The fantastic art of Matisse is integral to my third and final paper for Mr. Shakespeare professor. He has been so challenging, but ultimately well worth it. For our third paper he wants a critical analysis of our production choices in directing, and producing one of three plays; IV Henry, Twelfth Night, or Othello. I have chosen to produce (on paper for now) Twelfth Night, well I am actually using a framing device and I am having Gertrude Stein produce Twelfth Night, on January 6, on the Feast of the Epiphany, in the current year of 1916. I will create a prologue where the Fitzgerald’s will inform the audience through their discussion. Gertrude has decided to mount the play on a dare from Matisse. Stein will be playing Maria, who in this production desires her lady, Olivia, and has a punishment Matisse must play Malvolio. Olivia will be played by French actress, Musidora. I am time-traveling baby, yeah! The rest of the play is cast but for the purposes of the paper I am focusing on this sorted love triangle. The characters will be introduced in scene transitions with a tango leitmotif. I don’t want to say more as I could plagiarize myself as the paper is yet to be submitted. I am having a blast writing this paper. So Au Revoir for now. I will be free in a week. Oh and Mr. Shakespeare professor gives a final exam, and not an easy one, part 2 has an on spot viewing an a 5 paragraph spontaneous critical analysis essay. Yeah. Wish me luck. lol
Top: Dishes and Fruit~Matisse
Middle: Woman With Hat~Matisse
Bottom: Still life with compote, apples, and oranges~ Matisse
Every day I am blessed to be in the company of angels, especially last Friday. Life is so hectic and my challenges were paramount last week: my break lights were out so I put my car in the shop, it was there for two days and not fixed, my internet was down, and all the final projects are coming due for school. So Friday morning I take the train to school, I had a lovely conversation with a lady I see regularly on my commute, but I still had a preoccupied mind. I reached my stop, I said goodbye to the lady, and I started walking toward the intersection, I had observed another girl on the train because I liked her ASU tee- shirt, it had ASU in gold sequins, and she had a cute polka dot leather purse. She was heading in my direction and I guess I was watching her while in my head, she stopped abruptly and I wondered why, I almost continued and two steps further and I would have been hit by the train. They had even announced the train was approaching. I am telling you I could have reached out and touched it. lol What an eye opener to awareness. Mindfullness could save your life. Not that I was aware, clearly I wasn’t. So my guardian angel Seraphina saved me yet again. Or it could have been any of the angels as I talk with them everyday and ask for their assistance, protection, and guidance. It was my sisters birthday and not my day to die or be mangled, thanks angels!
Hey everyone. I did the ritual I posted on Tuesday, Day of the Dead, it felt good. It certainly wasn’t my first go at that one, which I do at least once a year. Only one month left in this semester, where does the time go? A girl came into my Shakespeare class last week to talk to us about studying abroad in the UK this summer at Oxford. OMG I want to go. All of July and August taking two English courses, one with an ASU professor and one with an Oxford professor, now of course I do not have the funds in place to go but I can dream. For our final paper we are directing a Shakespeare play on paper only, I am excited, the tango music, and Jeanne Hepbuterne, are a hint at things.
I recently had a visitation, November 2, which happens to be my friends birthday. I met her through my best friend Roger. She is a Brazilian beauty and a great gal. Roger was well acquainted with the practices and Orisha’s in the Yoruba based religion. Both he and my other best friend were independently of one another, which always sort of blew my mind. I used to joke around about it until they came to me in a dream once, waking me freezing on a very hot night. It was very cheerful and positive but it got my attention. So anyway I am acquainted with them as well now. So on Tuesday night I smell cigar smoke in my house, no open windows, it isn’t coming from outside, rather or not I instantly thought Roger is here with Esu, the orisha. It was very comforting, and then I see so many connecting threads, I have acquired a cigar box collection, and have been listening endlessly to tango. Either way it was so nice feeling Roger send me a sign. If not I am pretending he did.
❤ We love you girl ❤