Flashback Friday

Happy Friday? Well if you are happy add your good vibes, and if you are not happy, please take some good vibes. As I have been home for 3 weeks now I am for one feeling the change in lifestyle, both positive and negative, mostly positive. I don’t know about you, but I have been in reflection and experiencing a somewhat life review.

I am of the mind that I create my reality, all of it. When we as humans catch a cold, and I am not talking about CV-19, just a common cold or flu, it makes us stop and pause all daily activity. This seems to be a time we we all globally have to take a pause from our daily mundane routines, and perhaps relax. Also, and most importantly, a time to create. Create in any and all mediums. So, that all sounds so serious but the happy side for me in the creation of my reality process is matching vibrations, selecting a memory that gives me the emotion that matches the outcome of my new reality.

For example, music. We all associate memories and emotions to songs, or music. In my last post I shared The Bee Gees, and I recalled that time, working in the crowded disco after Staying Alive, came out in the theaters. A vivid flashback of the men in their white suits, and blue shirts, with gold chains at the open neck, spinning ladies around the lighted dance floor.

One of my happiest memories occurred at age 13, sometimes in the summer of 1972, tanned and thinking I was so cute in my short navy blue kolats (skorts), and white off the shoulder peasant top. Going to our local park (one of the only places a young teen could go to socialize), early evening, watching baseball, eating corn dogs, swinging under the tall pine trees. The associate song is of course.

Saturday in the Park

Chicago

It could be a cool blog challenge if anyone wants to play? Make a Flashback Friday blog post with a positive memory and song. Link me and I will link you back. Let’s all reconnect, I for one, have a little time now.

Tag you’re it! 

On a spiritual note, and astrologically, tonight there is a conjunction of Mercury and Neptune and from what I read a powerful manifesting energy. I am not an astrologer, so I will leave that to one of them. I just resonated with the information and then I saw a planned global meditation. Let’s empower ourselves, get into our happy places, and do this.

Saturday, April 4

Global Peace Meditation 10:45 p.m. EST

This is a guided meditation you can used at the scheduled time.

Art

“Hippy Chicks”

Ke Robinson

Go visit her and buy her art!

A Visitor

Hello everyone. Lots of love. Life is good. This afternoon while sitting on the patio chatting with my sister, I flipped out as something large flew by my head. I turned to see a blue dragonfly chilling on the ironwork of the metal outer door. It sat there, and sat there, just a foot away from my chair. It is still very hot in Arizona so I had the misters on, I thought perhaps it was just getting some water. Once I decided to go in, a good 6 minutes later I slowly opened the door but it remained there. It was so close to me, they are beautiful and have big heads. lol

Meaning

Dragonflies take on the role of spiritual guides for us. They are powerful yet graceful – even in high wind. They show us how to navigate life’s storms with confidence and ease. They motivate us to let go of whatever holds us down or holds us back.

Source

They also mean change and transformation. A clear sign for me and my sister.

It’s Good to Cry

My friend died and I cried. Someone said they did not shed a tear, because he was XYZ, in a better state, which, I totally agree with, and I am happy for him, however, it felt good to cry and mourn the loss of my friends avatar body. I believe we come into an incarnation for a number of reasons, but one of them is to feel, to feel elation, joy, cold water, to taste chocolate, to laugh, to suffer, and to mourn, all of these sensations. Crying releases toxins and I always feel better after a really good cry, for whatever reason, and I do not do it often. When I have a direct experience with source love, (most recently with the Lion People) and you are so overfilled with love you cry, the tears are cool and it feels amazing. You clean out your sinuses, and blow your nose. Crying is good in my opinion and nothing to be ashamed of. I love my dear transitioned brother and I too know that he is happy, light, and a powerful source of love to be reckoned with.

The Lion Star Race

 

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.

Ashputtle

Ashputtle

by

Katherine Ace

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.

Global Meditation Lunar Eclipse

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!

Return of the Light Activation

 

Goddess Vortex Meditation

 

The Astrology King

 

Restore Your “Roar” Blood Moon in Leo

 

Christ~Lion by Neil Hague

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.

Queen of All She Imagines

Always remember you are Titania the Queen of the Fairies. Well that is my mantra and I am sticking to it. Apparently Fairy Queens are not recognized everywhere they go. Pity. lol

Well, it’s summer and in Arizona that is not a good thing. Unless, of course, I was getting paid year round like a teachers salary, then I could travel elsewhere. The good thing about summer is that it is heading away from it. We have been sporting temperatures of 108, 109. But, I am grateful for air conditioning.

The graduate has been applying and interviewing for teaching positions, many which have already been filled by now. I should be panicked, and I sort of am. I had a dental emergency that cost me a week of searching. I had three interviews (two of which were panels) and no job offers yet. It has been two weeks since those interviews, so . . . .  I am still applying. I have never had interviews with this much at stake. I prepared and studied common questions, but I was honest and authentic. I am starting to get a complex.

I somehow know that all is well, yet fear and doubt remain. This leads me to my new regular visitors, the hummingbirds. I do not feed them as there food attracts wasp, but I have the water fountain on the corner of my patio, that they come and drink from. You can also watch them from inside as the fountain is by the kitchen window. So, I looked them up, I have blogged about them before,  but long ago.

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Hummingbird symbolism

What’s Your Sign

Avia

It is not commonly known that the fluttering wings of the hummingbird move in the pattern of an infinity symbol – further solidifying their symbolism of eternity, continuity, and infinity.

Hummingbird animal totem meaning is about energetic resources. These lovely creatures are a great reminder of how we expend our own energy. When hummingbirds show up in our lives, it’s a good time to take a look at our energy-stores and resources. hummingbirds warrant an honest look at how we are maintaining our vibrational frequencies. Are we frittering away our energy on needless issues (ie: worry, fear, lack)? Or, are we in a state of well-honed, regulated balance when it comes to our energy and resources?

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I find that very fitting. I can fritter away a lot of energy with worry, fear, and lack. My African Love birds still visit as well. You notice I said “My” lol technically they are their own birds.

Drying Wings

I have been wanting to post but things have been crazy. Many of you are with me on Facebook so you have seen the Graduation, pics & post. For those of you who are not on FB with me I will tell you all about it. I was sick with a horrible cold for a week, my boyfriend was in the hospital (all well, no worries) and graduation was two weeks away. I got better and the following week I cleaned by badly neglected house, for my coming guest. I have never been so sore from all that cleaning, but it was so healthy. My friend, Queen Suzi, came to visit from Los Angeles and we had a great time. Graduation was everything I wanted it to be and more. It was a glorious occasion, aside from the headache I had all day, and I really had to pee. Nonetheless I stayed jubilant in the moment. My friends were awesome and gave me a great party, with music and pork ribs. They gave me cards, and gift card, and money! Friends sent cards and gifts of love from afar. A good friends sent me book from across the sea, full of poetic magic.  My boyfriend’s sister made me the most divine chocolate cupcakes imaginable. It was pretty cool beans, (if you know what I mean?) This was Friday, 11 May. Video, I am at 51:40 I think?

The following week I volunteered again at the ASU English department sponsored literacy event, Dia De Los Libros, with 450 local students. I had the opportunity to see my favorite professor, who write me an amazing referral letter, and it was fun, that was Monday. On that Wednesday I became a state certified teacher with all of my schoolmates at The Arizona State Department of Education. Then it was official. My ASU page say Degree Completed. I graduated with honors which I had worked for and I am proud of myself. I find educational accomplishment empowering. I feel confident that I am prepared for my profession.

Then the job hunt started, the first application took me two days, lol however it got easier from there. I am now preparing to interview, fun stuff. I am also thinking of teaching a couple of workshops in the near future. So yes, I have emerged from the chrysalis, and my wings are drying in the sun.

Today is Blue Butterflies & Me, 6 year Blogiversary!

And om birthday.

❤ Happy Birthday Girl ❤

Artist

Lucy Arnold