I am the proud owner of a spiffy not to mention speedy new MacBook. Overall, it hasn't been too painful- I learned how to set up my wireless mouse, need to still figure out why my old usb cables aren't happy with the new computer and printer, and why, my beloved bookworm game and some of my itunes aren't coming over and letting me in to play on the new laptop.
man, growing pains- new computer, having to totally reconfigure my desk area- the new printer is a monster and everything else. the joys of technology- my little ibook was a simple, happy soul- this new beastie? well, i'm sure we'll become good friends soon.
and, i've worked around that annoying thing that doesn't allow me to post normally.... come on guys, make it work in safari- explorer isn't a happy place to be anymore.
now late, i'm tired and my house is still a crazed mess of boxes, packing materials and other debris. oh, did i mention my shower is almost completely untiled? the bathroom smells like a swamp. thank god for gym memberships- least there is a shower there.
happy happy joy joy
rachel
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Sunday, March 23, 2008
The Wheel of Fortune
The word for this month is OOOOOFFFFF!!!! Holy cow- no sooner did I post my first blog and I was invited to go take a walk to HR. It was gory. My time in energy hell is over. Interesting, I was dead calm, my boss was in tears. I held it together until I hit the car and then the how am I going to survive panic attack commenced. Doesn't matter that you know it is inevitable and prepared- when it happens, it is a solid punch to the solar plexus and it takes weeks to get your breath back again.
I am a student of the Tarot. Indeed, I have about 20 different decks lurking around the house when I'm in need of lessons, inspiration and insight. Most have a tendancy to give me readings that well, kick my tush- hard. And, lately, I'm reminded of how much my life resembles the Fool (Card 0) in his/her journey through the deck.
The Fool is all innocence- eyes wide open, everything is new, opportunities and possibilities. Most decks show a young adult, male or female carrying everything needed, neatly tied McGyver style into a bundle on a stick. Faithful dogger by your side for company and to keep you from happily skipping over the cliff. To date, our Fool has met a number of wise teachers and received good counsel. And, now we come to the middle, pivotal place in the journey- card number 10- the Wheel of Fortune.
I ponder the numbers. I was fired on 3/7. 3+7=10- card number 10? Right, the Wheel. Card number three is the Empress- the mommy card. Nurture, creativity, fertile ideas. Card number 7? The chariot- all about staying balanced to keep the chariot moving ahead and the wheels from getting stuck in the sand. Yipes! The Wheel is about cycles. It is a breath before our Fool meets the life impacting heavy hitters in the Devil, Death and Tower cards. Beginnings, Endings and spinning around the wheel to see where the next path begins.
Alas, I am no longer that happy innocent Fool. took the risk, went over the edge of the cliff in bliss- have the bruised ego to prove it. And, I have no idea of what I'm supposed to do next. Scary yes- exciting as well. Maybe it is time to go back to school or push TreeSpirit out there and see if I can make a go of doing the creative, spiritual work I love.
I did a reading right before I posted this blog... so typical of my life: 3 cards- body, mind, spirit.
2 of Swords Fool Reversed Wheel of Fortune
Basically, stuck by analysis paralysis, possibilities limited, needing to be careful and aware of surroundings and cycles occurring again.
It is a good thing I have a sense of humor and am too stubborn to give up. Moving back in with Dad and his girlfriend is so not an option.
Blessed Be,
Rachel
I am a student of the Tarot. Indeed, I have about 20 different decks lurking around the house when I'm in need of lessons, inspiration and insight. Most have a tendancy to give me readings that well, kick my tush- hard. And, lately, I'm reminded of how much my life resembles the Fool (Card 0) in his/her journey through the deck.
The Fool is all innocence- eyes wide open, everything is new, opportunities and possibilities. Most decks show a young adult, male or female carrying everything needed, neatly tied McGyver style into a bundle on a stick. Faithful dogger by your side for company and to keep you from happily skipping over the cliff. To date, our Fool has met a number of wise teachers and received good counsel. And, now we come to the middle, pivotal place in the journey- card number 10- the Wheel of Fortune.
I ponder the numbers. I was fired on 3/7. 3+7=10- card number 10? Right, the Wheel. Card number three is the Empress- the mommy card. Nurture, creativity, fertile ideas. Card number 7? The chariot- all about staying balanced to keep the chariot moving ahead and the wheels from getting stuck in the sand. Yipes! The Wheel is about cycles. It is a breath before our Fool meets the life impacting heavy hitters in the Devil, Death and Tower cards. Beginnings, Endings and spinning around the wheel to see where the next path begins.
Alas, I am no longer that happy innocent Fool. took the risk, went over the edge of the cliff in bliss- have the bruised ego to prove it. And, I have no idea of what I'm supposed to do next. Scary yes- exciting as well. Maybe it is time to go back to school or push TreeSpirit out there and see if I can make a go of doing the creative, spiritual work I love.
I did a reading right before I posted this blog... so typical of my life: 3 cards- body, mind, spirit.
2 of Swords Fool Reversed Wheel of Fortune
Basically, stuck by analysis paralysis, possibilities limited, needing to be careful and aware of surroundings and cycles occurring again.
It is a good thing I have a sense of humor and am too stubborn to give up. Moving back in with Dad and his girlfriend is so not an option.
Blessed Be,
Rachel
Friday, March 7, 2008
Lurking no longer....
I can't believe I've started to blog. I'm a reluctant joiner from a long and noble line of reluctant joiners. Must confess, I've been sipping the punch for a while, by visiting a couple of blogs created by friends. Over the years, I have kept journals, but not as a regular habit. so much easier to type. Handwriting? BAH!
I love words. I especially love words strung together that make me think, cry, laugh and above all, challenge me to change my perspective. The greatest irony in my life- I work in a numbers oriented field. Numbers are not my friends. On get your left brain day, I did what any intelligent right brain person would do- slept late.
So, my day job sucks my life, soul and brain out with a bendy straw- but my love and real work in the world is my fledging cosmic muffin business- TreeSpirit Treasures. No website yet- but I've been playing with designing tarot bags, boxes, greeting cards and other assorted necessities for those who enjoy exploring the spiritual realm of the universe. I also study tarot, runes and pretty much anything that catches my eye. Should that include shiny, pointy, sparkly objects- ie: jewelry, beads, swords or shopping, well, I'm a blissful girl. My dream is that TreeSpirit becomes my full time job- in a snug little cottage with dedicated workroom/studio space.
No kids- but I do have a housedragon. Cordelia is a purple, green and silver snark filled monstrosity. She has enough ego for 100 humans and at least 10 dragons. I"m sure she'll be making her presence known. For now, all you need to know is that she is the Empress of The Universe, All Known and All Unknown Realms. Her "job" is to guard my home and keep the unfriendlies out. She does a good job. Must say, Cordie was one of the best and most creative housewarming gifts I've ever received. She's also hell to raise. Forget parenthood- you want a challenge? Try a housedragon.
More ranting later-
Rachel
I love words. I especially love words strung together that make me think, cry, laugh and above all, challenge me to change my perspective. The greatest irony in my life- I work in a numbers oriented field. Numbers are not my friends. On get your left brain day, I did what any intelligent right brain person would do- slept late.
So, my day job sucks my life, soul and brain out with a bendy straw- but my love and real work in the world is my fledging cosmic muffin business- TreeSpirit Treasures. No website yet- but I've been playing with designing tarot bags, boxes, greeting cards and other assorted necessities for those who enjoy exploring the spiritual realm of the universe. I also study tarot, runes and pretty much anything that catches my eye. Should that include shiny, pointy, sparkly objects- ie: jewelry, beads, swords or shopping, well, I'm a blissful girl. My dream is that TreeSpirit becomes my full time job- in a snug little cottage with dedicated workroom/studio space.
No kids- but I do have a housedragon. Cordelia is a purple, green and silver snark filled monstrosity. She has enough ego for 100 humans and at least 10 dragons. I"m sure she'll be making her presence known. For now, all you need to know is that she is the Empress of The Universe, All Known and All Unknown Realms. Her "job" is to guard my home and keep the unfriendlies out. She does a good job. Must say, Cordie was one of the best and most creative housewarming gifts I've ever received. She's also hell to raise. Forget parenthood- you want a challenge? Try a housedragon.
More ranting later-
Rachel
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