After a day of watching television and relaxing with a run thrown in, I’m feeling a bit back to myself. I’m finally back to writing. Two and a half pages for my second Daisy novel to be exact. I don’t keep a word count. That’s a bit excessive for me. Daisy spoke to me and I was able to give her attention. She’s patient. And so are you. I’ve had a few people ask me at some recent events, when my next Daisy novel will be ready. Soon, guys. We’re working at it. She’s persistent and that’s one of her strengths. Today I received a call from the hospice chaplain for my Dad. We talked about my Dad’s needs and mine. It’s been a revelation to be on this journey and realize I truly have lots of help from many sources. To have the ability to tell the chaplain that I’m in a good spiritual place is a gift.
As I prepared to pull this week’s card from Graciella’s oracle deck, I thought about the positivity of the holiday week. I wondered what type of celebratory card that we’d pull. I smudged myself and the cards with a good dose of white sage. I felt Graciella’s energy merge with mine as I shuffled the deck and fanned the cards out on my desk. I felt excited about what I sure would be a pleasure filled concept. Together, we pulled the Treachery/Traición card. What! Treachery card! How dare Graciella! But so it is. I actually took a moment away from the card to deal with my disappointment in the card. But I’m over it now and ready to tackle Graciella’s message.
The text that is provided in the booklet says, Blinded by your own reflection, Self-will binds, Allow awareness to surge through your being, Refrain from self-betrayal. The Spanish translation is: Quedarse ciego con su propio reflejo, La obstinación ata, Permite que la concencia aumente a través de tu ser, abstenerse de la auto-traición.
What I take these words to mean, in this particular reading, is to not limit ourselves to our desires, wants, and perceived needs. There is a much bigger picture to consider. The image shows the gentleman tied up and hanging from a branch. Fairly innocuous as he’s held up by his coattails. His feet are reflected in the water. Where has he been? Where is he going? Where does he believe himself to be on his path? His hat floats below him. A hat such as this type is often symbolic of pride for many. Has he lost his head? We see Graciella sitting in a meditative pose at the side of the pond. The pond is clear and will show many things as long as Graciella or we are willing to look at what is below the surface. In her hand she holds a clear quartz crystal. What better tool is there to bring us clarity? To bring us to the light within.
The message of meditating to bring clarity to ourselves is apparent. But we can also, during this time of holiday celebration, are encouraged to not be shallow as the pond. We can allow our masculine and feminine sides to merge and be whole in spirit and mind. We are encouraged to reflect upon our reflections! Are we open to the simplicity in giving and receiving, such as a crystal point that channels energy both from ourselves to others and from others to ourselves? Be open. Be reflective. Let the joy of giving and receiving come to you without pre-conceived notions. The celebration may just be in that!
Happy holidays my loved ones! May you bask in joy and love!
I’m sitting with my Dad here at his Assisted Living facility that for him is also newly hospice. He just smiled at me as he listens to the fancy headphones that my spouse bought just for this purpose. Los Panchos. His favorite. He has enjoyed having two daughters again after losing my sister many years ago. Sometimes my Dad forgets my name but doesn’t forget Patricia’s name when she walks in the room. I finally have time to shed a few tears in the quiet of this room.
During his last hospitalization we decided there had been enough hauling him back and forth for treatments he wouldn’t have consented to if he didn’t have Alzheimer’s. The staff treats him exceptionally well here and I see their hearts through their actions and kindnesses. He can live out the remainder of his days here without being poked, prodded, and with the serenity that this time on earth should be for him.
This time of the solstice and the waxing full cold mean brings a time for reflection and stillness. It doesn’t matter what zodiac sign we happen to shine under. At my aunt’s recent funeral I read the words ‘a time to reap and a time to sow.’ This is the time to be quiet for us. A time to listen for what is important and to allow what is not to fall to the wayside. A time to remember all the good things that life has brought us. A time to let time standstill.
My Dad has been awfully good to me. Always. I’ve sat in his car reading comic books while he tooled around with the engine. I’ve listened to him sing and play guitar with his brothers and in the quiet of our living room. I’ve watched him get up at 4:30am for his daily labors for years without a complaint. My only complaint was that he was strict during my teenage years. I can smile about that now. He helped my children with anything they needed as he did me. He opened his arms to my spouse and played guitar with her.
My Dad is still here with me and I’m grateful. Last night I dreamt a dream that reminded me of my mother and her singing during my childhood. I recently had a meditation of my parents dressed to the nines. Toasting. She’ll be there for him when he crosses over. I feel relief and gratitude about that.
But for now I will allow my soul to be comforted in the time of the cold moon. We are not wanting. We are taken care of. I hope you feel that too.
Yesterday I updated my blog site and I’m totally unfamiliar with this new style of blogging that is all behind the scenes to the finished product. That just about wraps up the way everything is going in my life. The exterior seems fairly smooth but the interior me is adjusting to all things new and different. Last Sunday evening, Graciella and I drew the Change/ Cambios oracle card and it was on point as always.
Today was filled with holiday shopping, visiting my Dad at the assisted living facility, and grocery shopping. It all went off without a hitch other than the increased traffic that’s to be expected at this time of year. It all seemed mundane except for the car that was pulled over on the expressway filled with bullet holes. It made me think of how fortunate I am and that my loved one or myself wasn’t in that car or that I don’t have a child in a cage awaiting deportation and that I walked throughout the day with my spouse bickering at times like spoiled teenagers. I’m truly blessed. I wrote a few pages in my second Daisy novel WIP and got a nudge from Graciella. It was time to pull this week’s card
We smudged ourselves and the Oracle. We shuffled the cards, fanned them out on my writing desk, and pulled the one that called out. Together we pulled the East/Este card.
I immediately think of Morning Tobacco prayers that call to the four directions. The East is the place of the new day, new beginnings, the light that is within us and in our surroundings. It is the place of Eagle spirit that according to Sams in her Animal Medicine cards tells us to stay in the light of Spirit and not to get mired in the mud as can easily happen when we don’t stay in the light.
We learn to shine our shine as very young children. At some point it becomes a choice whether we want to be in the light and not get stuck in the negativity that is so prevalent as we age and are offered choices to gossip, to be mean, not to give an answer, or maybe laugh if someone fumbles or trips. This card reminds us about the peace and tranquility that comes to us in the simplicity of illumination. Today I see the image of the card as one of growth and of being tethered to beauty if we allow it. The barren trees may be from our backgrounds, maybe we had a childhood wasn’t that great or happy, but today we still have the opportunity to meet and greet the light of the sun that is rising. That whatever the background or our baggage we can still make the choice to be in the light. That whatever is going on around us in this chaotic and dark world filled with charlatans and persons who may not want to be in the light, we can not only be in the light but be the light.
Make your choice, pray to golden eagle, that you too, may fly high with Spirit!
I made it a point this week to keep last Sunday’s read up front in terms of my experience. The concept of the Sun/Sol showed up clearly for me. The meaning wasn’t news that I might be unhappy to receive. But it did arrive with a starkness, a clarity of vision, of knowledge that I would be ill-advised to deny. Did I have to do anything about the information? No. But it was still helpful to know and it started a series of talks for me to begin managing an important part of my life.
Today, I smudged myself and the oracle with white sage. It smells so wonderful. I shuffled the cards three times, and fanned them out on an uncluttered surface, my creative table. I felt Graciella’s energy merge with mine as I centered and together we pulled the Change/Cambios card from the oracle deck.
Change! Yet again, we receive the message that change is afoot. What else is new? The image shows the hand reaching for two cannisters when there is one on the counter that is spilling sugar. Surprisingly, a piece of jewelry is also seen in the sugar. The wall tiles are vividly colored and today I see them as Christmas decorations already hanging. Can you see that too?
As we become busy with the holiday season, it would be prudent to take the time to tend to what needs to be done before we attempt to do more. Are we buying things we already have? Are we neglecting basic things because we are harried and in a rush. What might we be purposefully neglecting because we believe that cleaning up our messes will take up too much time.
Take a moment. Look around. Where in our lives are things neglected or ignored because we believe that other things take precedent? The festivities are already here. We don’t have to look too far for them. We can create fun and happiness while still taking the time to take care of the things that ultimately bring a sweetness to our lives unrealized in our daily activities.
The notion of in-between times was so romantic to me when I first heard of them. I’d learned of the power of Spirit coming through at dawn and dusk. Those were the times to meditate and to slide through those slivers of space where I could experience more than my seeming regular world could afford me. I learned to scry water, to read cards, to listen with all of my senses and slowly built a foundation to always be in touch with Spirit.
This mid-morning, I find myself sitting at my computer. I am writing a few more pages in my slowly emerging second Daisy mystery novel. There’s a strong feeling of peace within my heart. I’ve placed all other things aside for this time. I’ve come to realize this is an in-between time too. We received the shipment of our boxes of personal belongings that we sent up from Puerto Rico as we prepared to place our house on the market. We opened them last night and pulled out pots, pans, and art work from Puerto Rican artisans that we cherished and enjoyed several times a year on our trips to the island. I placed a few pieces of art up on my wall and can now enjoy them every day of the year.
This in-between time is bittersweet. I loved my little house in Puerto Rico. This is a time of letting go but also a time of accepting new things into my life. As I wait for a call from the realtor, I pray that the family who is meant to have the house ambles through the serene neighborhood. That they may speak with one of the vecinos who were so helpful to me over the years. The ones who shared food with my Dad. The ones who helped fix the television for him when he started losing the ability to do the things that we take for granted. The ones who called me to tell me it was time to check on him and that the time he needed me more than he wanted had finally come.
This chasm of time is one for Spirit to come through. The feeling of serenity is strong in my office/spiritual space. It is strong within me. It reminds me of walking through the Camuy caves in Puerto Rico. The bats hung above us occasionally tittering. The rocks whispered secrets from our ancient ones. The waters trickled- gently guiding us- ensuring we wouldn’t skate on the slippery paths we tread. I am grateful for this time. I can accept the changes that life brings and anticipate the beautiful new days ahead. I can sit in this moment of time and listen as Spirit tells me that all is okay for today.
For many of us, the leftovers are in the fridge, we’ve hugged our loved ones so long, and we ready for the coming week. There’s much planning that’s been completed and now we begin to plan for the upcoming holidays! For others, this time of quiet has afforded us the time to complete certain tasks and bask in solitude. However, we choose to spend our holidays, I hope for all that the wonder of life is fulfilling and that Spirit has shown you how special you are in this world.
Today, as usual, I smudged with white sage in my abalone shell and centered my energies with that of Graciella, la Gitana, who walks with me. I shuffled the cards from the oracle deck and fanned them out on an uncluttered surface. Together, Graciella and I chose the Sun/Sol card.
The simplicity of this image is one that always surprises me in its beauty. Graciella walks the desert with her camel. There must be a certain trust in the environment to take this action. The aridity and barrenness in the image invites one to acknowledge the certain need to believe and have faith in what is happening or may occur in the environment or situation. The blueness of the sky is stark, yet pleasant, to the eye. The sun is seen, in this particular case, like a opening one may reach into. If one chooses to reach in, he or she must take care not to be burned. If we are aware of our protection, we must use it. Before we avail ourselves of situations that may not be to our best interest, we should take stock of what we may need. Do we need basic survival tools, like a cloak, a canteen or two filled with water for you and your loyal beast? Food that will not spoil? A balm for one’s burning lips?
Go forth, this week and allow yourself to be aware of the areas in your life that may be illuminated with information or knowledge that is brought in honest frankness. We might not find ourselves in the desert, but be prepared. The sun lights areas with sometimes uncomfortable radiance. Don’t we want to know? Don’t we want to see? Don’t we want to be prepared? While seeing with such clarity may be anxiety provoking, it will bring us exactly what we need and ultimately want to know.
Tonight I felt so lazy in pulling this week’s card. I’d written a few more lines to the second installment of my Daisy Muñiz mystery series- Murder at the Gowanus Canal and wanted to just sit and add more but the manuscript will wait for me to come back to it. The last week and a half has been jam packed. Yesterday, I had the great pleasure of sharing in Comité Noviembre that is a grand family event at Hostos Center for the Arts that’s held yearly. Puerto Rican artists and authors come together and it becomes, well, a festival! I plan to share a bit more on that this week, but other things were also cooking. We returned from packing up our little house in Puerto Rico as we have placed it on the market. My Dad got sick so I spent vital time with him. My dear aunt, who was 99 years old, crossed over and we went to the wake. Not to mention I managed to weave in getting back to work this week too. Are there enough hours in the day? What have you been doing? When I speak to friends and family, we are all moving so quickly.
But I did pull the card. As usual, I smudged with sage, shuffled the cards, and fanned them out on a clear smooth surface. I centered and joined with Graciella’s energy. Together we pulled the North/Norte card from the oracle deck.
The north! of course. Be at peace with the goings on at this time of year. The north speaks of the ancestors. It speaks of those who have been our relatives, either those elders that continue to guide us or those who have already crossed through the veils. They are the ones that have shared their great wisdoms with us. The one we yearn to be with as they feed us with the rich stories of their lives, teaching us how to live in grace, in honor, and with dignity.
For myself, today is my sister’s birthday. She crossed over at the age of fifteen. She was my elder. I feel her presence strongly at this time of the year especially. The anniversary of my mother’s death comes on November 27. She left us at Thanksgiving time. It is bittersweet when those we love cross over. I remember the unexpected feeling of relief when my mom passed. The knowledge she was no longer suffering helped my own grief along with a multitude of other feelings that came with her crossing. I spoke with a cousin today who shared a similar story. We were able to give each other strength at this difficult time of thin veils.
At some point today, I had the realization that I have become an elder. I’m no longer the child who was emotionally hurt so many years ago. That is part of my fiber but I’m now one of the ones that share the wisdoms that come with living many years on the planet. It was interesting to realize that. Why didn’t I notice that before when I looked in the mirror at my gray locks. It’s good for me to know that I have something to offer others who are now feeling what I have in the past. I have the opportunity to share as the wise one.
Graciella and I would both love to know how you are dealing with the North, the thin veils, and this time of nostalgia during the holiday season. Won’t you share that with us? We invite you to leave a comment below.
I must admit that I was surprised because we recently pulled that card for this weekly reading. But quickly, I received the message that should be shared tonight. Our world is a very sick one. In light on the assassinations and attempted murders on the national front, we are all personally involved in pain, hate, resentment, and anger. What a lust for hurt! My own dismay at my feelings must be counteracted with love, compassion, forgiveness, and healing in whatever service or level that I may reach. We are all different and must accept what we and others are able to give as we move to condemn the rhetoric, the demands of the twisted, and those who seek to harm.
Our actions in healing and changing our world to a better one absolutely includes prayers. It includes us personally engaging in whatever activity we indulge in that may bring happiness and joy to ourselves and to others. Stress levels decrease when individuals cook with their children, while telling stories of our ancestors. It also decreases when one runs in a group, in a solitary manner, or sings, or plays an instrument that raises our vibrations.
This card depicts the male and female aspect communicating. The language is seen through the expressions, the fervor, the ability to yield to the love and the voice of another. We must listen to each other for understanding to take place in communication. We must also speak out to share our viewpoints. This speak comes in many forms. For some it is a whisper, for others it is a solid voice that doesn’t quiver in fear. Again, it is what we can manage in a healing way. Communicating our needs in our personal lives with our families is often not easy. It can also be challenging in the world outside of our walls. One of our most effective ways to communicate is to vote.
If we want our society to be a healthy one, with the masculine and feminine in balance, we must not hold our visions to ourselves. Look around you. Observe your world. What ways can we employ to make it healthy again?
October’s Full Hunter’s Moon is most exciting! Autumn is fully here. The colors of the leaves are magnificent and there’s a chill in the air! The image of the hunter brings Ochosi, warrior in the Orisha tradition, to mind! Ochosi’s hunt is done for necessity, for food, for clothing, and warmth to his or her family. For survival. This is the way of the Natives who don’t waste the blessed resources that are provided for them by nature.
The modern hunter who kills game for sport is not the hunter that I am speaking about here. That is the one who does so without any consideration of the balance of the Earth. The one who kills for trophy and for decoration of his or her living spaces. The one who does so for recognition in a photo shoot.
During this time of the full moon, you are challenged to go deep within. Meditate. Reflect. Be in the stillness of the truth you hold that is not visible to those outside of your being. Observe within. How do you operate during these tentative times? There is much chaos and conflict in many aspects of the Earth at this time. Can you be honest in your appraisal of your intentions and motives?
Oh Shinnah Fastwolf, my native teacher, prodded me into moving toward my newer self years ago when she charged me with Shooting my arrow and following it! That was not a easy task. It meant being in my truth and living it honestly, but I shouldn’t do it mowing others down in order to fulfill my needs. That was not an easy task. Fulfilling our needs takes courage and honesty and also a sensitivity towards others in our lives.
During a time of Oh Shinnah’s teachings at her home in Colorado, a group of us were guided in meditation. I remember sharing afterward about a spiritual connection with beautiful deer that I was blessed with during the meditation. Shortly after that a woman shared her father’s experience of killing most of a herd of deer that were paralyzed in fear during his hunt and his regret later. I was horrified that she would share such a thing after I’d just spoken about the opening of my heart through the love of the deer.
Openness, sensitivity, and sharing of love with others may come at a cost. But then again, it may not. The idea is to shoot your arrow and follow it and accept and work with the results of that action. Heed the true characteristics of the Hunter during this moon. They are of respect, of esteem for self and others, and a regard of nature and the tentative balance of the life on this planet.
Be true to yourself and to the Earth. Both the Moon and the Earth ask that you participate in the balance of each, in this relationship of life.
Welcome to this week’s reading from Graciella la Gitana Oracle. As is our custom, I smudge with sage, light a white candle, and center myself. Feeling at one with Graciella la Gitana’s spiritual energy, together we focus our intent on what the message is that she would like to send out into the world. Her aim, as always, is to bring compassion into the world.
Together, we shuffled the deck, fanned out the cards, and pulled the Spiral/Espiral card. The image shows the tambourine that Graciella uses in dance, in music, and during gleeful celebrations. These are lighthearted activities that we need in our worlds to keep ourselves balanced. The ribbons that extend from the instrument are reminiscent of the double helix- like DNA strands that code our ancestry. While we may believe that we are undergoing the same as in past situations, we must remember that we have moved up on the rungs of the spiral. We may be familiar with the positioning but we have grown, we have learned, and we have progressed. Others may treat us as though we have not learned our lessons, but within we know differently and are encouraged to respond in a manner that depicts our development. Our progress may not easily be apparent, therefore, we must take the time to recognize our advancements as Graciella so lovingly encourages us to do.