My Way

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 My Way

Hey friends. My Mythology essay is done. Yea! OMG I have books all over the place, I have had 10 browser tabs open at once. Still not done with finals, but that is done. A breath of relief. I sure have a list of books to buy that I could not get my hands on for this paper, I am certain I will visit these literary areas again once I go to ASU, and I do love feminine and psychological critiques.

Oh it’s almost Summer break…. Yea! Happy Mother’s Day to all of you lovely mothers, also to all of your mothers.

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Sindy
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Waterhouse

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Sympathy

by Nicole Helbig

I know what the caged bird feels, alas!
When the sun is bright on the upland slopes;
When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass,
And the river flows like a stream of glass;
When the first bird sings and the first bud opes,
And the faint perfume from its chalice steals–
I know what the caged bird feels!

I know why the caged bird beats his wing
Till its blood is red on the cruel bars;
For he must fly back to his perch and cling
When he fain would be on the bough a-swing;
And a pain still throbs in the old, old scars
And they pulse again with a keener sting–
I know why he beats his wing!

I know why the caged bird sings, ah me,
When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,–
When he beats his bars and he would be free;
It is not a carol of joy or glee,
But a prayer that he sends from his heart’s deep core,
But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings–
I know why the caged bird sings!

Paul Laurence Dunbar

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Painting By

Nicole Helbig

Who List His Wealth….

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 Anne Boleyn by Adam Chater

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Who List his Wealth and Ease retain

by Sir Thomas Wyatt

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Who list his wealth and ease retain,
Himself let him unknown contain.
Press not too fast in at that gate
Where the return stands by disdain:
For sure, circa Regna tonat.

The high mountains are blasted oft
When the low valley is mild and soft.
Fortune with Health stands at debate.
The fall is grievous from aloft.
And sure, circa Regna tonat.

The Bell Tower showed me such sight
That in my head sticks day and night.
There did I learn out of a grate,
For all favor, glory, or might,
That yet circa Regna tonat.

By proof, I say, there did I learn:
Wit helpeth  not defense to yerne,
Of innocence to plead or prate.
Bear low, therefore, give God the stern,
For sure, circa Regna tonat.

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 Latin: circa Regna tonat is taken from Seneca’s, Phaedra, and translates to “He [Jupiter] thunders around thrones.”

It is thought Sir Thomas wrote this from The Tower of London where he was being held on charges of committing adultery with Anne Boleyn. He also watched her beheading from his cel. I am busy studying, but I found this tragically beautiful. The art is from a middle school boy in Devonshire. I found it beautiful too.

How’s Your Week Been

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Oh brother where art thou? lol Well this isn’t really a funny post, but you just have to laugh. It has been a rough couple of weeks, school is going fine but finances not so much. As much as I believe in the Law of Attraction and staying positive this has not been easy. It could be worse, and I am grateful but stuff is looming, at least in my psychology. I wish I could practice what I preach, and I am making effort to, I am. Just haven’t been able to transmute this base metal into gold, yet…………… Still in life’s laboratory working on it. (Oh, that is good, can I use that in my essay about, The Self?) Lets just call this a rough draft and I continue.

So, got the computer back after spending $350, which mind you I didn’t have to spare. Good start of the week, still anxiety looming, hormones flipping out, at my British Literature class Wednesday night, and at the break get a call from an unknown number in LA. Allow me to digress one moment to say, “Read Gawain and the Green Knight,” that was some darn good writing. If you like the King Arthur/Knights of the Round Table legends, it is good. Oh and here is a documentary from the BBC.

Okay back to the Lamentations of a Blue Butterfly, ha ha too much literature, I crack myself up, and still this is not a funny post. So, the call is a friend of a friend, that is not usually a good sign. He informs me that my friend has committed suicide, and has been dead for over a week. I was struck like someone threw cold water on me. I started to cry but I had to go back into class so I ceased crying, and then we watched the above linked documentary. Then of course I had to digest this afterwards, as well as contact our mutual friends who had not been told. I didn’t get that all done until this afternoon. Now I am going to release it. Lots of homework and studies to attend to, as well as working in the psychological laboratory, and getting my attitude gold, or better. I will not do myself any favors if I do not make adjustments there.

Last night in meditation (the bright spot of the week) we spent some time with the angelic realm, as we usually do. Jeanette said that we were going to have two angels working with us, specializing in each of us, asides from our usual angelic friends. I saw a handsome angel approach me, I heard his name, I am Chamuel. He looked like those Anglo paintings of Jesus. I say, “You look like Jesus,” he says, “Yes, I have heard that.” lol When I googled him once home, the image I saw was identical. That is pretty cool, huh? I wasn’t that familiar with him. I recall a girl on The Voice had a last name that I knew was the name of an Archangel, but that was all. I didn’t see another specific angel but it is probably Zedkiel as he always seems to be attending me. So not to be such a downer, but I just needed to put it out there. You all have always been such an emotional and energetic support, as well as good cheerleaders.

I hope everyone is well, really I do. I miss reading everyone’s blogs, and staying up with what is going on with you.

Sending my love.

Namaste

Sindy

Reflections

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Hello dear friends. I can write that and mean it. I love this community of bloggers. We are so blessed. I am going to try and post at least once a week, Source willing. ❤ So I just finished the second week back to school. I have really studied basic Algebra in my free time during the week. I am also starting a Math tutored class this week. So I am feeling pretty good about is this far. I have memorized the squares up to 2o to the second power. I think its interesting that 13 squared is 169 and 14 squared is 196. I think of autistic savant, Daniel Tammet’s book, Born on a Blue Day. Pretty fascinating stuff. I believe my prayers have been answered. I am feeling the fun of Algebra. For now. lol

I am taking 3 English classes. Countem folks…three. An Expository Writing class, that, just let me say, is expansive. I am going to HIGHLY recommend the writers, which is all of us, to read this book, its small, Writing Down the Bones, by Natalie Greenberg.  Here is a pdf link. I said to my professor, I have been a writer all my life, and a metaphysician for the last 30 years, but I had never reconciled the two. Goldberg speaks from a very Zen prospective. She suggest a writing practice of flow and stepping away from our editor, editors. Just this morning I read this post by Shree, at The Heartsongs Blog, that just floored me with its honesty, and vulnerability. I am going to share a journal entry for this class in the next post. I wanted to write about it here anyway, so Two birds with One stone.

I also have a British Literature class that is three hours every Wednesday night. Luckily for me the professor is brilliant and funny.  I begin the third English class this week. English 200, Reading and Writing about Literature. Gosh, I am going to be so edumacated yall. 😉

Gong meditation tonight, whoopee!!!! I deserve it. I peddled cheddar cheese yesterday.

Namaste

Sindy

Got The Cosmos In Me

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Well friends….summer vacation is OVER, I started Fall Semester yesterday on Monday, the New Moon, and the end of the Lion Gate Portal. So….the frequency of my favorite activity, blogging, will be less. I hope to still be able to do my other favorite pastime, group meditation. Please if you are so inclined, send me good focused energy.

I don’t think I actually told you that I did not succeed in my Algebra class in the Spring, so I am retaking it, 2 English classes, and an English Lit class. I will be doing a lot of reading, writing and arithmetic….I might even have to be taught to the tune of the hickory stick.

So I hope to post when I can, but if I am missing, you know why.

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School days, school days

Dear old Golden Rule days

‘Reading and ‘riting and ‘rithmetic

Taught to the tune of the hick’ry stick

You were my queen in calico

I was your bashful, barefoot beau

And you wrote on my slate, “I Love You, Joe”

When we were a couple o’ kids

Namaste

Sindy

Hallelujah

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Oh how happy I am! I am done with Biology! I think I even ended up with an A, how, I write good research papers. lol Oh it was so stressful and time consuming. Also done with American history. Now this doesn’t mean I still don’t have pressure because now I have to prepare for switching schools, registering for school and studying and preparing for college Algebra. Eeek!  Today I should be reading The Great Gatsby, for my English 102 Research paper, but I am going to take a nap, after I watch America’s Next Top Model, that I have missed because they switched days. What’s up with that?

Has anyone seen, America Horror Story, Coven? Dang that was intense, and dark. Maybe I am not supposed to enjoy dark, macabre things but sometimes I do. I have never, never watched horror, or slasher movies, and usually skip anything too dark. I don’t want dark things in my consciousness, but I can’t resist witches, vampires and ghost. Hehe…

I would like to thank all of the new follows, which came to me from Julianne Victoria’s, blog. Through Peacock’s Eyes, what a great experience that was. Y’all made my week.

Also I really enjoyed participating in Dungeon Prompt’s~Guilt this week. I posted the poem on my blog, Writing Works In Progress. Check it out. I am working on the next prompt, but it isn’t finished yet.

Also the Angel Card readings will get done now that 2 classes are done. If I don’t have your emails, get them to me.

The rest of October may be a bit dark. Stay tuned.