A Golden Gift

 

I am happy I have magical paradigm, one in which I believe. Just yesterday afternoon I had another visitor, a golden dragonfly. He or she positioned them selves on the branch of a Mexican Bird of Paradise with bright orange blossoms, so that the sun hit it perfectly and light it up like am LED light, like a golden gemstone emanating light. It would take off and return finding that same magical position, over and over. A very cool show. I wonder when others see these things if they too think of magic. Right before writing this I saw them again, this time they were flying in and around the fairy house.

I share this from another blogger, The Golden Dragonfly Society.

 Why the Dragonfly?

As a nymph the dragonfly does not impress.
But his transformation to flight is the best.
Agility and lightness on his wings
Foretells the happiness and joy he brings.
Flitting from side to side and up and down
He’s searching for something all around.
With eyes that provide unlimited vision
He serves as a symbol for self revision.
Shifting perspectives, we see different things
Like changing reflections from his flapping wings.
So he is a symbol for life’s transformation
And all that comes from self realization.
Who would have guessed that the dragonfly’s flight
Would mirror our search for the meaning of life!
— Some One

The totem for me is golden (Archangel Gabriel) as it was from the setting sun in the West, golden communications, transformation, and change. Have a blessed week.

Dare to Dream

Hello friends. I am enjoying a much needed Fall break. Now in a state of reflection, and a bit early for Mercury Retrograde, but re-evaluation. I stumbled upon this series of videos by this film company, Anthony Chen productions, and at first watching some amazing NDE stories. The first one I saw was with Jeff Olsen, and it was truly inspirational. One lead to another which put all Chen’s videos in my feed.  I have felt an uneasiness of late and consider it could be hormonal? However, I am intuitive and I do not like to dismiss my feelings and instincts. So I reflect, I try and reflect without self-judgment but also with self-responsibility and ownership. I do believe my world, my life, and my feelings, are all what I make them. Therefore if I feel uneasy, why?

In my reflection I think, “So, what now? What is the next step toward happiness, life purpose, and expansion?” I feel like I have slipped into the mundane while dealing with realistic, everyday existence. Not okay, and not enough. I wish to be able to function optimally whilst performing a human daily existence. I should be performing from a higher perspective.

This morning I was exploring grad schools and exploring degrees in my old passions, The Arts, and theater. At the same time this video “Dare to Dream“, with Marc Allen, started playing as it lead from another video, as I was reading up on degrees in Children’s Theater, I didn’t even see the title. Marc wrote and discusses his theory The Core Belief Process, from his book “The Greatest Secret of All,” which is as simple as 8 questions (excerpted from his blog):

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This activity can help you deal with any difficult situation or problem in your life. All it requires is answering these questions as honestly as you can, either in your head or on paper:

  1. What is the problem? Just describe the situation, for a minute or two.
  2. What emotions are you feeling? Just name them, in a word or two. Is there fear, frustration, anger, guilt, sadness? Sometimes just the act of naming the emotions will be enough for you to let at least some of them go. At other times, you have to go through all the steps of the process before your emotions shift.
  3. What physical sensations are you feeling? Take a minute to tune in to your body. Briefly describe what you feel happening physically.
  4. What are you thinking about? Take a few minutes and say out loud or write down what has been going through your mind. Is there a repetitive stream of thoughts you’ve been having lately? What are those recurrent thoughts?
  5. What is the worst thing that could happen in this situation? What is the worst-case scenario that you can imagine? If that happened, what would be the very worst thing that could happen to you? It is good to shed some light on your deepest fears, because you come to realize that the chances of those deep fears actually being realized are very slim indeed.
  6. What is the best thing that could happen? What would you like to have happen ideally? What is your ideal scene for this area of your life?
  7. What fear or limiting belief is keeping you from creating what you want? Now we’re getting to the core of the problem: What fear or limiting belief can you identify? State it as simply as you can — the simpler, the better. I’m a fool with money… I don’t have what it takes…. It’s so hard to succeed…. It’s all so stressful and unhealthy….
  8. What affirmation can you come up with that counteracts that negative or limiting belief? Put it in directly opposite words, if you can. Play with it until you find an affirmation that feels good to you and speaks to you in your own unique way. I am sensible and in control of my finances…. I am creating total financial success…. I am now creating abundance in my life…. I am living the life of my dreams, in an easy and relaxed manner, in a healthy and positive way.
  9. Say or write your affirmation repeatedly over the next days, weeks, and months. Write it down and put it in places where you see it often. Repeat it—or repeat them, if you have several—in the mornings and throughout the day whenever you remember, especially when doubts and fears arise, as they almost surely will. When you repeat it enough, it will become more powerful than your doubts and fears.

When you go through this simple process, startling changes can start to happen almost immediately. You don’t have to believe the process works as long as you see it working in your life, in an easy and relaxed manner, in a healthy and positive way.

Source

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I am unsure about grad school, or even which degree to pursue if any, but I want to have a limitless scope of dreams.

 

Addendum: I had actually intentionally went to check out the video “Dare to Dream,” as it had been playing as I slept the night before and I wanted to know what had gone into my subconscious. Therefore the material already had an expansive influence on my morning attitude. I did not tell the story wrong on purpose. lol

Blog Birthday Bash

 

 

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!

First year of teaching done, time for some cake.

Love you all! Thank you for being in my life.

Berry Blue & Bunnies Too

Frankurt Radio Symphony

Happy Fertility Ritual, or Happy Ishtar to you. Spring is thriving in the magical garden, fairies abound. The energy and weather was great today, I for one really enjoyed the day.

Without an in-depth comparison between more Pagan celebrations and that of Christians, and Jews, let me say, I love you all, no matter which Spring holiday you are celebrating.

Rebirth and the renewal of life . . . oh glorious Spring.

Atlantis is rising and we are the age of Aquarius~

For your perusal~

Horus

Hidden Origins

The Nature of Reality

Gerald Clark & Rex Bear

Casey Playlist

Did you know that you can dye eggs with blueberries?

 

Twas the Night Before Yuletide

Happy Holidays friends: Winter Solstice, Yule, Christmas, and New Years. I taught my students about Yule and we learned all about Krampus, (I had no idea) the demon who takes naughty children to the underworld. My dear friend, and amazing photographer, Dagmar shared the Yule poem below. I had never heard this, I only know the American one. This is so much better. Peace & Love to you all.

 

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE YULETIDE

Twas the night before Yuletide and all through the glen

Not a creature was stirring, not a fox, not a hen.

A mantle of snow shone brightly that night

As it lay on the ground, reflecting moonlight.

The faeries were nestled all snug in their trees,

Unmindful of flurries and a chilly north breeze.

The elves and the gnomes were down in their burrows,

Sleeping like babes in their soft earthen furrows.

When low! The earth moved with a thunderous quake,

Causing chairs to fall over and dishes to break.

The Little Folk scrambled to get on their feet

Then raced to the river where they usually meet.

“What happened?” they wondered, they questioned, they probed,

As they shivered in night clothes, some bare-armed, some robed.

“What caused the earth’s shudder? What caused her to shiver?”

They all spoke at once as they stood by the river.

Then what to their wondering eyes should appear

But a shining gold light in the shape of a sphere.

It blinked and it twinkled, it winked like an eye,

Then it flew straight up and was lost in the sky.

Before they could murmur, before they could bustle,

There emerged from the crowd, with a swish and a rustle,

A stately old crone with her hand on a cane,

Resplendent in green with a flowing white mane.

As she passed by them the old crone’s perfume,

Smelling of meadows and flowers abloom,

Made each of the fey folk think of the spring

When the earth wakes from slumber and the birds start to sing.

“My name is Gaia,” the old crone proclaimed

in a voice that at once was both wild and tamed,

“I’ve come to remind you, for you seem to forget,

that Yule is the time of re-birth, and yet…”

“I see no hearth fires, hear no music, no bells,

The air isn’t filled with rich fragrant smells

Of baking and roasting, and simmering stews,

Of cider that’s mulled or other hot brews.”

“There aren’t any children at play in the snow,

Or houses lit up by candles’ glow.

Have you forgotten, my children, the fun

Of celebrating the rebirth of the sun?”

She looked at the fey folk, her eyes going round,

As they shuffled their feet and stared at the ground.

Then she smiled the smile that brings light to the day,

“Come, my children,” she said, “Let’s play.”

They gathered the mistletoe, gathered the holly,

Threw off the drab and drew on the jolly.

They lit a big bonfire, and they danced and they sang.

They brought out the bells and clapped when they rang.

They strung lights on the trees, and bows, oh so merry,

In colors of cranberry, bayberry, cherry.

They built giant snowmen and adorned them with hats,

Then surrounded them with snow birds, and snow cats and bats.

Then just before dawn, at the end of their fest,

Before they went homeward to seek out their rest,

The fey folk they gathered ‘round their favorite oak tree

And welcomed the sun ‘neath the tree’s finery.

They were just reaching home when it suddenly came,

The gold light returned like an arrow-shot flame.

It lit on the tree top where they could see from afar

The golden-like sphere turned into a star.

The old crone just smiled at the beautiful sight,

“Happy Yuletide, my children,” she whispered. “Good night.”

 

Poem author C.C. Williford

Art

Clare Bertram

My Constipated Cat & the Universe

Hello friends. It has been awhile. Teaching is hard and long hours, but I love it. Sometimes, I don’t love it. lol I am almost half way through my first year, not that I am rushing it. It is almost surreal having your dream manifest before your very eyes. I mean yes, I did the work: I went to school, I graduated and I took the test. I guess what I am saying is, you can do whatever you set your mind to. If I can do it, anyone can do it. My siblings, and myself, were raised by a high school educated single mother, and I did this in my early 50’s gradating at 60, and now 61.

Now to the constipated cat. My kitty is a stray, an outdoor cat. I would not call her Ferrel, because she is just too domesticated. I think I wrote about her getting knocked up a couple of years ago, then I raised her babies to adoption, and had her fixed. So she will let all of us pick her up and she will come through the house but she does not want the door closed. being an outside cat, how would I know when she was, or when she wasn’t going poo? She started acting strange and talking, and trying to poo in front of me, for several days. Finally I consulted a friend, who told me hairballs could cause constipation and to give her oil. Since she had this problem for days I decided she needed a good dose of oil. I decided on my favorite, coconut oil, which I dosed her with for three days. I think the problem is solved. Coconut oil is my cure all, that garlic, and rubbing alcohol.

And now lets switch channels to the universe. All I can say is wow, just wow! I am seeing things revealed in ways I always knew were true. Things coming to mass consciousness, light shinning on everything, and some real ugly truths are also being brought up and out. Humanity can be low, because it has been asleep and controlled, but, no longer. I am seeing amazing things unfold from every aspect from the mundane to the miraculous, to the mystical. This has been one great ride. I don’t believe in any way that my job is done here, but I can say that I am fulfilled. I am blessed and grateful. I wish happiness and good health to you all.

Pisces Full Moon

This seems to be a very interesting full moon. I am not an astrologer but all my friends are. The cosmos and timelines seem to be converging. Ancient ancestral connections and karma clearing. Wildest dreams coming true. . . I suppose because I am a water sign, Scorpio, I am always comfortable in watery aspects, diving deep beneath the surface to visit the depths of our emotions. Literally discovering our ancient anti-antediluvian past as humans. Truly remembering who we are and knowing our full potential. Reading this first article from a fellow Word Press blogger, Sheena McGrath, and her blog, We Are Star Stuff, really brought on an inner mind-map of connections between timelines and dimensions. Thank to my friend Queen Suzi for sharing.

My horoscope today is interesting.

There’s no limit to the amount of change that can occur in just one day. We might be lulled into complacency when the Moon enters idyllic Pisces at 1:32 am EDT, but the gentle vibes won’t last. The Pisces Full Moon at 7:56 am marks a dynamic turn of events as our fantasies flow into the real world. A tumultuous Venus-Pluto square pits individual rights against the needs of the community. Solutions are elusive while trickster Mercury is in the mix.

Astrologers ~Tarot.com

With that, I am going to share some links that have been helpful to me this week, and get back to lesson planning for my classes.

Much love and Happy Full Moon in Pisces~

Fomalhaut: the Fish’s Mouth

Royal Starseed Full moon in Pisces Conjunct Formalhaut

Leo King~ Full Moon in Pisces Report

Super Quick Higher Self Meditation

Much love & gratitude

 

Art discovered by my FB friend Cherokee Sunshine Miller

Artist

Fabian Jimenez