Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Tarot Tuesday #3
Tarot Lesson 2
I want to preface today's tarot meditation with the horoscope I got this morning from Tarot.com:
The sensible Taurus Moon runs into trouble today as it tensely squares the long-term opposition between dreamy Neptune and realistic Saturn. Yesterday's smooth sailing is replaced by a series of dilemmas. We struggle to find a way through the increasing uncertainty of the harmonious trine between the Sun and imaginative Neptune, which is exact early tomorrow morning. The solution may come as we relinquish control and trust our intuition.
K... well. I got that with the whole peace vs blogging and reading blogs thing. Then after this am's posts, my mundane life went topsy turvy!! Nothing major or life shattering; just a bunch of material crap that kept me hoppin'. Harmony has been a bit rough, so it's a perfect time for a meditation card to help show the way.
Okay, I have to laugh at myself. This is the perfect card for the current situation.
accepting an unwanted situation
feeling tied down against your will
allowing yourself to be controlled
being addicted and enslaved
submitting to another
focusing on the material*
being caught up in appearances
believing only in the physical
forgetting the spiritual
getting and spending
overindulging the senses
staying in ignorance
operating within a narrow range**
choosing to stay in the dark
fearing the unknown
being taken in by appearances**
believing the worst**
seeing a cold world**
foreseeing a bleak future**
Lucifer. Mephistopheles. Satan. The Prince of Darkness. No matter what we call him, the Devil is our symbol for what is bad and undesirable. From our human perspective, we see the world as a struggle between light and dark. We want to vanquish the bad so the good can prevail. In fact, good and bad cannot be separated, just as you cannot separate a shadow from its source. Darkness is simply the absence of light, and it is caused by errors that hide the truth. Card 15 shows us these errors.
First is ignorance - not knowing the truth and not realizing that we do not know. Second is materialism - the belief that there is nothing but the physical. As spiritual beings, we long for the Divine, but we lose contact with this source of truth if we trust only our senses. There is also hopelessness, which robs us of our joy and movement toward the light.
Traditionally the Devil stands for evil, but it does not have this rather frightening meaning in a reading. This card lets you know that you are caught in an unhealthy, unproductive situation. You may be in the dark about something - ignorant of the truth and its implications. You may be obsessed by a person, idea, substance or pattern that you know is bad for you (or maybe you don't!). Sometimes this card reflects back the negativity that has made you doubt yourself and your future. We are prone to many errors in life. Card 15 lets us know when they are serious enough to require attention. When you see the Devil, examine your assumptions carefully. Make sure you are not working from a false picture of yourself and the situation. Hold fast to the highest vision of who you are.
*NOTE: Emphasis mine.
**NOTE: these are most clearly seen through the recent struggles I have had in defining labels, choosing to identify with "movements" and my ensuing angst in these areas. I see this card as a reminder in the coming days to remember to choose the path of spirit: PEACE.
1st Impressions for me:
When I get this card in a reading or as a meditation, I need to take a serious look at myself. Although I don't "do" christian symbology, the concept imaged in this card is a good one, if we think along the lines of "money as the root of all evil" and the idea that being in bondage to things of a physical nature tends to separate us from being awake/aware of things beyond our immediate ken. Things within the realm of spirit, howsoever we choose to name them.
The things that came about to overwhelm me and disturb my inner peace (so newly reclaimed) were mundane issues and matters. Bills, and communications around debt, primarily. My perceived need to get my sweet GirlyBoi some clean clothes to wear for work and make Birdy Bread for my FIDS. These are things that do indeed exist in our day to day world; responsibilities that must needs be met. This is a given. My problems arise (within me) when I am unable to separate myself from the thought that in order to have inner peace, I must do such and such along with my addiction to the outcome. (Ie: That they must needs resolve in a way that meets my expectations.)
This card is an excellent reminder that I need not submit to the bondage inherent to that kind of thinking. That I can go about my business on the mundane/physical level without becoming attatched to the outcome. That I can perform each act in peace and calmness, doing the act for the simple reason that it is the thing to do, and let go of the attendant stress or worry or expectation of the outcome. This freedom from attachment allows me to go peacefully through my day.
So I've decided that it's a complete waste of my time and energy to engage in any kind of hateful or non peaceful dialogue. I have yet to meet a person online whose worldview or mindset has been changed by this type of argument. Closed minds, and even many purporting to be open, seem to slam shut and set to the bulwarks of their defenses at the first hint of information that might cause their carefully erected arguments to be breached.
The war like terminology is used with intent.
If I eschew war, then I must needs eschew warlike behavior.
When I began blogging I thought it might be fun to engage here with differing viewpoints. In my naivetee, I didn't want to have (or to have it appear) that I sought only like minded persons and opinions. Although I'll continue to welcome thoughtful dialogue that may differ in content from my own worldview, I no longer seek it unless it is offered in the gentle language of love. I will continue to value and enjoy those bloggers and commenters who feed my spirit and come to me offering compassion, empathy and support.
As a very human (and sometimes cynical; although a self- styled "idealist" and "hopeful romantic") person, I will have moments of frustration and powerlessness that will drive me to the same sort of righteous surety in my positions as do we all. I will likely vent my spleen here, unless I find myself again caught up and overwhelmed. In which case I'll create another space in which to air my grievances and hopefully contain the poison therein from escaping and spilling over to poison this blog; this place of love and light and humor and human connection.
This said, today's Tuesday Post for Peace will Highlight AMMA:
Amma came to my attention some time ago via a friend, L.L.L. who had gone to see her and came away nothing short of amazed. Serendipitally, a long time friend and fellow artist, Tamara of Glass Majik, stopped by to comment on my last Thursday Thirteen "Peace in 13 Random Languages" post to let me know about Amma.
A few excerpts from her page:
On the morning of the 27th of September 1953, in a small poor fishing village, Parayakadavu in the Quilon district of Kerala, a baby girl was born. Her parents gave her the name Sudhamani. She came into this world not in tears as babies usually do, but with a beaming smile on her face, as if prophesying the joy and bliss she was to bring to the world.
She later said, " An unbroken stream of Love flows from me towards all beings in the cosmos. That is my inborn nature."
For the past 35 years Amma has dedicated her life to the uplifting of suffering humanity through the simplest of gestures – an embrace. In this intimate manner Amma had blessed and consoled more than 25 million people throughout the world.
And from amritapuri.org
To be in Her presence is to experience the best that life has to offer...
a river of unconditional love, accepting anyone and everyone,
and cleansing all their impurities.
Luminous rays of grace, radiating wisdom and joy...
like the earth bearing us on her bosom.
By her love, consoling us, nourishing us, instilling faith in us...
in whose presence, the innocence of a child awakens within...
the world becomes a wonder.
Such this and more is Mata Amritanandamayi Devi,
Amma, Mother of Immortal Bliss.
She will be in my area (So. Cal.) soon:
June 17 Sunday, 18 Monday
Los Angeles (Public Programs 10.00 & 19.30 hrs)
Hilton Los Angeles Airport
5711 West Century Blvd., Los Angeles, CA - 90045
June 21 Thursday (19.00 hrs)
Los Angeles (Devi Bhava)
Hilton Los Angeles Airport
5711 West Century Blvd., Los Angeles, CA - 90045
A hug from this woman would be amazing, eh??
Here is the Itinerary for Amma's visit to USA, Canada , Chile
I want to go. Maybe I can. We'll see. Give someone a hug today.
I love this...
Monday, June 11, 2007
Meandering Monday with Manic Moments
First wave housecleaning done. Damn! It's hotter'n hell out here today, already! (or is ti me?!)
I am all registered and paid for a 10' X 10' space at the
Wooo Hoooo! Pretty excited about this! Friends and family are sharing the space and cost and making and selling fun tattoo related crafts. I need to get going on a selection of flash both for use at the show, and possibly for sale. Hmmm....
Okay. That was a small meandering interlude. Back to the Manic...
Hmmm... kitchen done, GirlyBoi Home. Actually managed to take my vitamins, drink my Noni Juice and (wonder of wonders) have a bowl of Progresso Chicken n Barley soup for lunch! Freakin' amazing!
Oh, fuck this. Nap time!! lalalalala.....
10:00 pm. Incredibly caring comments from some of my favorite bloggers. How cool is that? Comfort food for dinner. Cream-O-Wheat with brown sugar and butter. I shared it with my birds. They find it comforting, too. Warm and rich and sweet from my spoon.
Taking time to love life today. To feel peace. To be happy. To laugh (thanks to the future was yesterday, who sent me to read about the gay bomb!!!!
I really think it's an excellent idea. It would be a-whole-nother kinda clusterfuck over there!!! LMFAO!!
I'm listening to her breath
exhaled like a slightly
She'll wake in
a minute for
a second and
Grab at my knee
to assure, or?
K. Time for Goofy ass Horatio on CSI Miami. No evil blogs tonight.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Sinday Sicko not feelin' too sexy right now! (*finished on Monday mornin')
Dairy + overload!
Yukky Tummy, bleahhhhh.....
Hmm... looks like an interesting book. Dunno who I found it via, tho....
Don't Trust Government
And from there to...
More interesting articles from LewRockwell
Bored with the argument and insanity. So I think I'll play awhile:
This is my GirlyBoi
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Feminist Flounderings (or Thorne's Identity Crisis)
"Whooooo are youuuuu?", The caterpillar asked.
"Well sir, I'm not exactly sure at present", replied Alice. "At least, I knew who I was when I got up this morning, but I must have changed a thousand times since then."
We interrupt our regular programming for an official Thorne's World identity crisis. Regular programming will return next Venusday and tomorrow is looking alot like a surprise Sexual Sinday.
Given my recent rant about the FFF/WOC issue, and now, having been made aware of
"I saw one woman, Renegade Evolution, harrased and threatened to the point where she has now agreed to never speak on feminist issues again."
via Disgusted Beyond Belief in a post entitled: My thoughts on Feminism (as I now head for cover), I'm quite at a loss. I've also been reading alot at Fetch me my axe where a very human woman and feminist (I think she has not yet eschewed the term), and her very human readers make alot more sense than the milque toast mumblings over at Feministing, which I feel are a thin veneer over a sea of judgment and vitriol after FFF/WOC... and now I discover this fucking vile and poisonous attack on tranpersons under the supposed umbrella of feminism!!! While reading there, I'm offered innocuously in the form of a question to consider this piece of garbage masquerading as some sort of feminist political theory, and by the time I got finished with that bag of shit I was just fucking sick at people again.
Fuck this buncha idiots.
Self centered, poisonous, judgmental, wastes of oxygen. This kinda crap is the reason I'm spending more and more time over at Feminist Critics. I'm seriously trying to evaluate if feminism is a movement with which I choose any longer to identify. Or if it has been poisoned and subverted by this current brand of feminism, whatever exactly it is.
I am so offended to think that the feminism I know and love and have held dear for so long has been usurped by these violent poisonous assholes.
Okay, anybody reading this who can help me discover if this blogosphere insanity is a phenomenon in and of itself or if it actually a reflection of the real world, please do. I'm begging. I'm fuckin' dyin' here.
And why do I question the possibility of peace? This crap is one of the reasons.
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Thursday Thirteen #4 ("Peace" in 13 random Languages)
1) Paz (Spanish)
2) Мир (Russian)
3) 평화 (Korean)
5) 平和 (Japanese)
6) Frieden (German)
7) Paix (French)
8) Vrede (Dutch)
9) Ειρήνη (Greek)
10) Fred (Swedish)
11) שָׁלוֹם; שַׁלְוָה, שֶׁקֶט (Hebrew)
13) السلا (Arabic)
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Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Tuesday Post for Peace on Humpday
I know I had the Tuesday Post For Peace on my mind while I was reading, and I was nearly overwhelmed with sadness. By the end of the day I was exhausted, disheartened, and couldn't even imagine how I could write about peace. By the end of the day, I couldn't even imagine what peace would look like. What it would feel like... sound or taste like. By the end of one more day cruising the blogosphere, the word "Peace" was just that; a word.
An empty concept.
Nothing real, that I could get a hold of with my mind and even begin to imagine.
I could sit here now and spin you a tale of magick and mystery; of mythical beasts inhabiting a world of colour and sound and sweetness that would fill your heart and feed your spirit. A world that you could see and touch; if only in your mind.
But, peace? I can't do it. My mind is stifled with reality; my imagination clogged with human nature. I'm overwhelmed with people doing the wrong things for the right reasons. With people whose intention is unity while their actions divide; whose goal is education and enlightenment, while their means become dogma.
I know I started writing about the Feminist flamewar, but I need to be clear; flamewars abound in the blogosphere, and they are called wars for a reason. Our discontent, our outrage, our righteous anger has overflowed in nearly every arena I can think of.
Democrats bash republicans bash democrats while greenies and libertarians bash them both. Religions bash each other while religious fundies bash secularists bash religionists and they both bash the moderates while the moderates bash them both. Feminists bash each other bashing the patriarchy which bashes feminism. Men bash women bash men.
There is no peace. We are all so sure we have the answers that no one is willing to listen to anyone else. S/he who yells loudest or carries the biggest stick wins. The moderates in any arena get swept into the fray and decried as "fence sitters", or even attacked for their unwillingness to "choose sides".
When I began this blog, I hoped for some interaction; some debate, discourse. I was "spoilin' for a fight", because isn't it fun. When I'm in a mood I am wont to troll fundy clips at clipmarks and do a little baiting. There is always something to argue about. And if the opposing opinion is rude or undereducated or dyslexic ins't it wonderful to shut them down with snide remarks or wow everyone reading with my intellect and reason. And even when I'm not looking for a fight there is always something or someone who offends me in their righteous surety of their position, although I'm just as righteous of mine. And don't I just feel so superior in my own surety.
There is no peace.
Peace must needs be found within me. I have found myself wanting.
This seems to be the central truth I have discovered. How can I possibly preach or teach peace when I have so little within me. I call myself "Idealist" and am as unable to live up to my ideals as is the majority of humanity.
If I choose peace, I must needs be peaceful.
If I choose love, I must needs be loving.
If I choose knowledge and education, I must needs educate and know myself.
Love under Will. Love is the Law.
"The three Aeons
The first Aeon of Isis was maternal, where the female aspect of the Godhead was revered due to a mostly matriarchal society and the idea that "Mother Earth" nourished, clothed and housed man. It was characterized by pagan worship of the Mother and Nature. Crowley describes this period as "simple, quiet, easy, and pleasant; the material ignores the spiritual" (Equinox of the Gods).
The Classical/Medieval Aeon of Osiris is considered to be dominated by the paternal principle and the formula of the Dying God. This Aeon was characterized by that of self-sacrifice and submission to the Father God. Crowley says of this Aeon:
Formula of Osiris, whose word is IAO; so that men worshiped Man, thinking him subject to Death, and his victory dependent upon Resurrection. Even so conceived they of the Sun as slain and reborn with every day, and every year. (Heart of the Master)
He also says of the Aeon of Osiris in Equinox of the Gods:
the second [Aeon] is of suffering and death: the spiritual strives to ignore the material. Christianity and all cognate religions worship death, glorify suffering, deify corpses.
The modern Aeon of Horus, is portrayed as a time of self-realization as well as a growing interest in all things spiritual, is considered to be dominated by the principle of the child. The Word of its Law is Thelema (will) which is complimented by Agape (love), and its formula is Abrahadabra. Individuality and finding the True Will are the dominant aspects; its formula is that of growth, in consciousness and love, toward self-realization.
Of the Aeon of Horus, Crowley writes:
the crowned and conquering child, who dieth not, nor is reborn, but goeth radiant ever upon His Way. Even so goeth the Sun: for as it is now known that night is but the shadow of the Earth, so Death is but the shadow of the Body, that veileth his Light from its bearer. (Heart of the Master)
The Aeon of Horus is here: and its first flower may well be this: that, freed of the obsession of the doom of the Ego in Death, and of the limitation of the Mind by Reason, the best men again set out with eager eyes upon the Path of the Wise, the mountain track of the goat, and then the untrodden Ridge, that leads to the ice-gleaming pinnacles of Mastery! (Little Essays Towards Truth, "Mastery") "