Sunday, December 27, 2009

I have Truths

and I'm ok with that. There are fundamental Truths in my life that I'm not willing to compromise on or change in anyway. Sometimes they come into conflict with mainstream society, or family, but that's ok. There are things one has to hold in one's heart despite what everyone else thinks or says because those things are what make a person.

An thing must be true to it's nature. A tiger must hunt. A dog must track. A plant must grow. To punish something for its' nature is wrong. It's only doing what it must to survive, to live a full and happy life. A person who lives true to their nature is the same. Both Nature and Nurturing have a hand in who we are and that needs to be taken into account when dealing with people.

All humans, no matter their age, need to be loved, nourished and protected. I believe strongly that the Universal Declaration of Human Rights should be a legally binding document that supercedes any and all other gov't law, no matter the level (fed, prov/state, municipal).

A simple, happy life is not something to be looked down on. One does not need a 52" flat-screen tv or a four bedroom house to be happy. One does not need three cars or fancy china or silverwear to have a meaningful life. All a person really needs is to have enough; enough food, water and adequate shelter to be comfortable and safe, and something else that gives their life meaning--job, family, hobby, whatever. By not wanting to aspire to great heights I find myself content with the valleys. I need no castle on the hill, just four sturdy walls, a full fridge and the bills paid.

Love is the greatest thing of all, and truly, all one needs is love. If one is loved, one will have everything they need because those who truly love one another would never let someone go without. Families who love each member truly and equally help each other through the bad times, supporting those who have less by those who have more. Neighbourhoods and cities who care about those who live within their boundaries are the same. Nations that care for their people are also the same. Love of self, love of each other, and love of the earth are all we need. Why is this so hard?

Monday, November 30, 2009

Thankful, peaceful

Dear God, we give thanks for places of simplicity and peace. Let us find such a place within ourselves. We give thanks for places of refuge and beauty. Let us find such a place within ourselves. We give thanks for places of nature's truth and freedom, of joy, inspiration and renewal, places where all creatures may find acceptance and belonging. Let us search for these places: in the world, in ourselves and others. Let us restore them. Let us strengthen and protect them and let us create them.
May we mend this outer world according to the truth of our inner life and may our souls be shaped and nourished by nature's eternal wisdom. Amen.
~Michael Leunig, Australian cartoonist and Living Treasure, from the book Peace Prayers

Sometimes I just open books and say "Show me something!" and They do.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

A new thought

“Over the last few weeks I have begun to confront that my life, my actual existence, is a direct result of two people wanting to have another human being to share their love with, and this has been a humbling realization.” From A Celebration of Curves, found at www.acelebrationofcurves.com

It was an odd thought, a new thought for me. Both my sister and I were planned babies; our parents waited until quite a while after they were married before my sister was born, and then another 3 years for me. My emotional relationship with my parents has been...distant. I'm not sure if I can say they've done the best they can, or maybe they have but it's still not been enough. So to think about the idea that we were were planned, we were wanted, is completely new. Have I ever felt unwanted or unloved? I don't think so, but that sense of closeness has gotten very very infrequent as we got older, their belief we should do things on our own taking over from protective and loving care. It's created a real rift, at least for me, one that is deep, filled with a knowing that I can't count on them. I would like to be able to say that there isnt' anything they wouldnt' do for me, that there isn't a mountain they wouldn't move or something they wouldn't give if I needed it, but I'm not sure if I'd be lying or not. That troubles me.

It troubles me and makes me wonder about my own ability to be a parent, and how Gabe was not planned, that he was a surprise, that our other potential child was a surprise. If and when I get pregnant again, I want it to be planned, not a surprise. I'm tired of the stick turning blue or whatever and me thinking "Oh fuck." I want the stick to turn and for me to be happy, for Ryan and Gabe to be happy too. For it to be the right time, not the worst time. To not be afraid of losing my mind, of hurting myself or my new child, to be strong enough. I'm afraid that when Gabe gets older, I might distance myself from him more than I already have, that I'll push him out the door in order to make him independant and strong, but in reality, all it will do is make him doubt.

Friday, October 16, 2009

All Soul's Night

Hallowe'en is coming up and for the first time in a few years I'm not going to be with my group. Thankfully I have noone to mourn, not this year, and my wounds are healed enough that I don't feel the need to grieve for myself. That being said, I'm posting up the lyrics below because though I may have noone who has freshly passed over, there are those who are gone who deserve to be remembered; Grandpa, Doug, Marie, and one other without a name.

All Soul's Night by Loreena McKennitt

Bonfires dot the rolling hillsides
Figures dance around and around
To drums that pulse out echoes of darkness
Moving to the pagan sound.

Somewhere in a hidden memory
Images float before my eyes
Of fragrant nights of straw and of bonfires
Dancing 'til the next sunrise.

CHORUS:
I can see the lights in the distance
Trembling in the dark cloak of night
Candles and lanterns are dancing, dancing
A waltz on All...All Souls Night.

Figures of cornstalks bend in the shadows
Held up tall as the flames leap high
The Green Knight holds the holly bush
To mark where the Old Year passes by.

CHORUS

Bonfires dot the rolling hillsides
Figures dance around and around
To drums that pulse out echoes of darkness
Moving to the pagan sound.

Standing on the bridge that crosses
The river that runs out to the sea
The wind is full of a thousand voices
They pass by the bridge and me.

CHORUS TWICE

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

The Starfish Story

A little girl is on a beach during low tide. Many thousands of starfish are stranded; the tide rolled out quick, the sun is hot, the seagulls are hungry.
The little girl is picking up starfish and tossing them back in the water one by one. A little boy comes up, "It doesn't make a diffrence," he says "You can't save them all."
She picks up another, tosses it back into the ocean and says "Made a difference to that one."

As told to me by my friend Nathan.

I can't save all the starfish, and I can't stop the tide from tossing them all over, but I can help some of them, and I will.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Ebisu continued

So I pointed Nathan in this direction tonight and we got chatting about archetypes which led to some kind of a visionary episode for him to share with me. Sometimes it happens, only usually it's the other way around, me giving info to someone else. It was nice to have them speak to me through someone else. The convo is below.

Nathan: there are things here I do not follow
I pride myself on being able to follow most theology talk
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
In my blog, things you don't follow?
Nathan says:
si
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
Ok, what don't you get?
Nathan says:
how did you find him? How is he relevant to you?
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
Oh, I found him through a lj post that I follow, Men in Full. He was featured there because he's a full sized guy and for me, a light went off in my head.
Nathan says:
please explane this archtype buisness
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
He's relevant because he's the other half of the Warrior. In a small way I didn't even realize was missing, it's now complete.
The Warrior is an Archetype, the the Virgin/Maiden, Mother and Crone.
An archetype is a figure that exists in many myths/cultures/religions
Nathan says:
I know the deffinition, just how it applies here....like I'm familiar with the wiccan trifecta, but how does warrior fit?
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
The Warrior exists outside of the trifecta and it's not Wiccan. It applies here because while the Warrior archetype is an archetype, it's also very personal to me.
Nathan says:
of course, with your clan
tribe...sorry, stumbling over terminology
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
Yes, and also because I've always held Artemis in high regard. No, clan was right. I don't have a tribe.
Nathan says:
the mightiest of warriors, a spear in one hand, a book in the other
half full of your words, from what you've seen
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
I think you might be thinking of Athena, though she is very kick ass too.
Nathan says:
don't know words just filtered thru me
Had to write them somewhere
figured here is appropriate
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
*nod* Artemis could hunt with a spear or bow. She was another daughter of Zeus and sister to Apollo. Here is definitely appropriate.
Nathan says:
it came with a strong image of you
could be something beyond, could be madness, could be both
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
I prefer a spear sometimes, in D&D.
And you know I love books.
Nathan says:
the book is half full, words you wrote, of what you learned. It';s a work in progress
the other half is what you will learn
I think you're supposed to write it, she-wo-spans-many-cultures
or I'm rambling madly
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
That's important. What you just said? It rang a 'bell' in my head. Keep going.
Nathan says:
the rest is beyond words
It's pure understanding, the part of how I think that makes communication hard
I'll try to translate
You walk the world
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
Alright. I'll be saving this convo.
Nathan says:
here, thru this resource, the net
it's a road/tunnel/pathway
bridge?
(a guide for travel)
by foot seems important for some reason
barefoot anklets with beads and feathers
you see distant lands
thru words
they talk to you
sourses
cultures
voices
words
words are fluid
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
*nodnod*
Nathan says:
same words mean diffrent things
warrior/warrior/warrior
very diffrent
use thier words thru you
make your words
pages/ink/book
write
write a map
globe
global
GAH
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
That's awesome.
Nathan says:
this is hard to do
it's here just not in words
the visual is surreal
there is a globe in a book
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
*nod* I hate that, it can be very very hard to describe.
Nathan says:
not a drawing but a globe in the pages
you are writing it, not drawing it
quill pen
having trouble focusing on the feather
feel like it's important
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
Feathers are a symbol for me, of being on the right track and it ties to my Pagan name
Nathan says:
red bead, blue bead
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
What colour is the quill pen?
Nathan says:
feather is black or grey or dull white
you are in a pine forest
you are wearing hide
deer
a buck
antlers
spear looks like a pool stick
could be me trying to make sense
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
It's interesting your getting a vision of me as both man/woman.
Nathan says:
trying to read the book name
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
Don't do that.
Leave the title alone.
Nathan says:
E.....something
one word
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
It's very very rare we're given actual words.
Nathan says:
words are fluid
...it's lifting
smoke from the fire...pine branches clouding everything up
intended to obscure me
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
*nod* You're not supposed to read the title.
Nathan says:
I've seen enough maybe?
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
Exactly.
You said trying to read the book name and someone said in my ear "don't let him read the book".
Nathan says:
it's done now I think
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
*nod* Can I post this in my blogger to mull it over later?
Nathan says:
si
there's an important note
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
Ok.
Nathan says:
something that it seems critical I must make sure you know
Teach you it's depth?
Words are fluid
so much so they are meaningless
But meaningfull
We...at our core...all think like me, I belive
in ideas, understandings, consepts
formless
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
I hit something the other day; words are just symbols, just ways to make sense of images.
TREE doesnt' look or sound anything like a real tree but it's our word for it.
Nathan says:
words are as pouring water into a bucket
forcing it to take the buckets form
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
*nod*
Nathan says:
than using that to deliver the water
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
We lose something by defining and naming it, by writing it down.
Nathan says:
but, it's the best we've got
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
It is.
Nathan says:
be careful with words
you must try to take all words from the speakers viewpoint
do not mix them with your own
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
That's very very hard.
Nathan says:
it's a trial...the road
the path
global...yes
a long path
I think I get it
you have a chalenge/trial ahead of you
gathering words
putting them together
Curvy-wench is watching Grey's on DVD says:
Writing a book?
Nathan says:
many viewpoints
I think so
gathering the viewpoints, experiences of many.


I then speculated that I should write a book or something about the Warrior archetype across cultures and time, past and present Warriors; who are going to be the Warriors of tomorrow. Retell the myths, give them new light and life, etc etc. Sounds like a gnomish life quest.

Ebisu

Perhaps it's only a hold-over from my previous Pagan leanings with the male/female dichotomy, but was I ever excited this morning to find the male half of my female Artemisian Warrior archetype. His name is Ebisu and he's a fat, deaf and generally jolly Japanese figure who is one of the 7 Lucky Gods and the protector of children's health (among other things). October 20th is his holy day, as the other gods are all away at a gathering but being deaf, he doesn't hear the summons and is therefore available for worship. I think it's nifty, very nifty, that my warrior is female, my nurturer is male. At least my dichotomy isn't filled with traditional gender stereotypes. More later.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ebisu_%28mythology%29