I have several blogs across the internet. This is perhaps my fifth blog. I've just added a new one and am using it to participate in a 30 Day Blog Challenge.
You can find it here: http://mistressprime.wordpress.com/
Monday, December 3, 2012
Saturday, July 23, 2011
I wish you love...
Tuesday I was returning from an appointment and saw a vandalized billboard that read "Born Evil". I pondered that concept for a moment. I figured that whoever painted that thought themselves fairly bad-ass, and figure they may believe that Might Makes Right and that respect is earned through fear and intimidation. Granted, I was speculating a great deal here, but having known many that felt this to be the case I didn't think it was very far fetched either.
As I contemplated that I mentally responded to myself, "but love is stronger than evil". Energetically, love will always be stronger. Anger and violence can only get you so far, but love will always take you farther.
Thursday night my drama partner and classmate, Eric, popped on over to catch up. Class has been out for two weeks now and instead of seeing each other daily we now have to schedule time to hang out. I miss seeing my classmates regularly, especially Eric.
During our conversation he told me about having gone on a meditation retreat a few years back. 10 days of no phones, no tv, no radio, no music, no books, no journals, and no conversation. No distractions, just meditation. For our modern, fast paced, technology-dependent, social media-filled society, that might not be a choice many would be willing to make. He recalled getting a little stir-crazy about day 2 and wanting to leave, but he didn't give up. He said by day 8 he had an epiphany and it all clicked for him, he understood what it meant to "be in the now" and connect with the universe. It sounded amazing and reminded me of when I returned home from Witch Camp back in 2000 -a life altering experience for me.
Anyway, one of the things he mentioned was building up to meditate for an hour about nothing. For me, it takes about 2 minutes and I'm asleep. I must have something to distract my brain or it just decides it's time for a nap. So an hour long nap, er, I mean... meditation on my breathing, and being "in the now" isn't an easy task for me, but guided meditations I can usually do.
Today I woke from a nap (no, an actual nap) and decided to do some energy work. From a seated position on the middle of my bed, palms together at my heart chakra, I began grounding and centering. I sent roots from my feet down into the earth below to the center of the earth to pull up the energy from the earth's core into myself, filling my entire being. Then I brought in pure white light energy from the universe down into my crown chakra again, filling my entire being. While I did this I used the fresh, clean energy to push any and all unhealthy energy out or off of me. Sounds a little "New Agey" doesn't it? Yeah, well, it works, so I don't care if someone thinks it's "fluffy". Once I've connected to both sources, filled up and cleared out, I began my work.
Today I opted to send love.
I started out with the people closest to me, then expanded to all my friends and family. From there I added in all of my friends' families. I also included acquaintances and even people who were no longer my friends or people I knew, but didn't like (sometimes that's a tough one). Each time I pictured the individual, or their name, or relation to someone I knew. Once I ran out of people I knew directly I decided to just expand to sending love to every person on the planet. Yep, that's a lot of love! (I believe that every person truly has the ability to love that much.) I continued to include every living creature on the planet from single celled organisms to government officials... and yes, sometimes those two seem like the same thing.
When I finished I opened my eyes to a differently lit room than when I began. It was light outside when I started, and now my room was dark lit only by the light in the hall. I was slightly shocked at first, I didn't realize so much time had passed, but as it turned out, I had spent an hour... meditating.
So if you're reading this post, just know that today I thought about you and I wish you love. <3
As I contemplated that I mentally responded to myself, "but love is stronger than evil". Energetically, love will always be stronger. Anger and violence can only get you so far, but love will always take you farther.
Thursday night my drama partner and classmate, Eric, popped on over to catch up. Class has been out for two weeks now and instead of seeing each other daily we now have to schedule time to hang out. I miss seeing my classmates regularly, especially Eric.
During our conversation he told me about having gone on a meditation retreat a few years back. 10 days of no phones, no tv, no radio, no music, no books, no journals, and no conversation. No distractions, just meditation. For our modern, fast paced, technology-dependent, social media-filled society, that might not be a choice many would be willing to make. He recalled getting a little stir-crazy about day 2 and wanting to leave, but he didn't give up. He said by day 8 he had an epiphany and it all clicked for him, he understood what it meant to "be in the now" and connect with the universe. It sounded amazing and reminded me of when I returned home from Witch Camp back in 2000 -a life altering experience for me.
Anyway, one of the things he mentioned was building up to meditate for an hour about nothing. For me, it takes about 2 minutes and I'm asleep. I must have something to distract my brain or it just decides it's time for a nap. So an hour long nap, er, I mean... meditation on my breathing, and being "in the now" isn't an easy task for me, but guided meditations I can usually do.
Today I woke from a nap (no, an actual nap) and decided to do some energy work. From a seated position on the middle of my bed, palms together at my heart chakra, I began grounding and centering. I sent roots from my feet down into the earth below to the center of the earth to pull up the energy from the earth's core into myself, filling my entire being. Then I brought in pure white light energy from the universe down into my crown chakra again, filling my entire being. While I did this I used the fresh, clean energy to push any and all unhealthy energy out or off of me. Sounds a little "New Agey" doesn't it? Yeah, well, it works, so I don't care if someone thinks it's "fluffy". Once I've connected to both sources, filled up and cleared out, I began my work.
Today I opted to send love.
I started out with the people closest to me, then expanded to all my friends and family. From there I added in all of my friends' families. I also included acquaintances and even people who were no longer my friends or people I knew, but didn't like (sometimes that's a tough one). Each time I pictured the individual, or their name, or relation to someone I knew. Once I ran out of people I knew directly I decided to just expand to sending love to every person on the planet. Yep, that's a lot of love! (I believe that every person truly has the ability to love that much.) I continued to include every living creature on the planet from single celled organisms to government officials... and yes, sometimes those two seem like the same thing.
When I finished I opened my eyes to a differently lit room than when I began. It was light outside when I started, and now my room was dark lit only by the light in the hall. I was slightly shocked at first, I didn't realize so much time had passed, but as it turned out, I had spent an hour... meditating.
So if you're reading this post, just know that today I thought about you and I wish you love. <3
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Pitbull Rescue
Got an email today from someone seeking help in saving a year old friendly female pitbull. Here's the info I received:
On Friday July 8, a female pitbull showed up at our house. She is very friendly and is about a year old. I have tried every way possible to find her family and or home with no luck. She is not micro chipped. The way she acts I think her family abandoned her. I have called and emailed many pet shelters with no luck. I would keep her myself but my chow does not like her. Please let me know if anyone wants her. I am trying to avoid having to take her to the pound.
Second email
Ok, we have ran out of options now. After making many calls to shelters with none of them even returning a call back we must take the dog we found to the pound on Thursday. Just want to remind you that she is a Pitbull that acts nothing like a pit. She is super friendly and is house trained. By the way she acts I think she would be a great family dog. Like I said before I would keep her but my chow does not like her and went after her.
If you are in the Southern California area and able to help rescue this dog, please contact Dennis immediately!
Dennis - denniss@kuci.org
UPDATE - 7/15/11 Dennis has informed me that the dog has found a new home with a loving family! Thank you everyone! :D
Dennis - denniss@kuci.org
UPDATE - 7/15/11 Dennis has informed me that the dog has found a new home with a loving family! Thank you everyone! :D
Monday, March 7, 2011
Charlie Sheen - Is he still winning?
So I guess Charlie Sheen finally got fired from "Two and a Half Men". Is it really a surprise? I am confused a bit though. I thought they already canceled the show, so Sheen getting fired seems almost silly at that point.
I think he was being selfish. I seriously wish the media would quit glorifying drug and alcohol addicted celebrities. There's nothing great about someone throwing their life away.
It's a real tough time for a lot of Americans and right now no one can afford to loose their job, so for Sheen to go off on a self absorbed rant about poor him not making millions of dollars without a single care for the rest of the cast or crew... just sucks. I don't think he was the entire show, but he was definitely a major part of it. Without him on the cast it wouldn't be the same. He forced the producers to take action. He gambled and everyone lost. Many on the crew might be able to find work again soon, but some likely won't. Because of his selfish act, more families are going to struggle this year. I just don't see what's so great about that.
I think he was being selfish. I seriously wish the media would quit glorifying drug and alcohol addicted celebrities. There's nothing great about someone throwing their life away.
It's a real tough time for a lot of Americans and right now no one can afford to loose their job, so for Sheen to go off on a self absorbed rant about poor him not making millions of dollars without a single care for the rest of the cast or crew... just sucks. I don't think he was the entire show, but he was definitely a major part of it. Without him on the cast it wouldn't be the same. He forced the producers to take action. He gambled and everyone lost. Many on the crew might be able to find work again soon, but some likely won't. Because of his selfish act, more families are going to struggle this year. I just don't see what's so great about that.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Nijugo (25) Random Facts
Ichi. I love salmon, but I will rarely eat cooked fish any more. I no longer like the taste or texture of cooked fish. So most often I'll have sushi over cooked fish.
Ni. I sing to my cats almost every day.
San. I'm allergic to cats and anything with fur.
Yon. I used to have a great fascination of ghost stories, especially if they had been passed down through historical accounts, so much so that I did my 7th grade history report on poltergeist and turned my doll house into a "haunted house" for the correlating model. During the exhibition, the doll house caught on fire. O_O
Go. The more Naruto I watch, the more I crave ramen. :3
Roku. I really love being behind the mic and doing voice over work! It's where I'm happiest.
Nana. I'm usually clueless if a guy likes me... unless he's one of my creepy stalker "fans". They tend to make themselves known right away. 9_9
Hachi. I broke my tail bone when I was 15. Fell from the rafters in the garage onto the concrete, landed on my back. Fun times. >_<
Kyu. I like baked goods with fruit, like cinnamon raisin bread.
Ju. I began programming in Basic in 1977.
Juichi. I have never asked if an article of clothing ever made my ass look big.
Juni. I started taking dance lessons at the ridiculously young age of 3. Tap and ballet.
Jusan. My mom said if I wanted to join band in jr.high my only option was to play flute. I wanted to play drums. Mom's logic was that girls play the flute and boys play drums. The one person I knew who played flute was a boy. I felt my mom's logic was flawed. I played the flute and hated it. Now I play drums. ^_^
Juyon. Because I was born with jaundice, crossed eyed, and ate slowly, social services assumed I was retarded and almost prevented me from being adopted. I no longer have jaundice, I'm not cross eyed,and am clearly not retarded (except when it comes to guys), but I'm still a slow eater.
Jugo. I was adopted and raised as an only child, but I'm actually the second oldest of 5 siblings from my birth family.
Juroku. Growing up in Huntington Beach, most people (if it ever mattered) assumed I was Mexican. I'm not Mexican, I'm predominantly of Hawaiian heritage.
Junana. Because I'm from HB, people outside of the state often asked if (or assumed) I knew how to surf. I do not know how to surf.
Juhachi. I had a paper route for the OC Register when I was 12 years old for a year. Paper delivery 7 days a week. I was up at 3am on weekends because I was the station manager and I had to sign for the newspapers for both my route and another person's route. My route increased by almost half on Sunday's because of Sunday only delivery. Sometimes it took me 3 hours to fold papers and make all of my deliveries by bike on Sundays, unless it was raining, then it was longer. Made $80 a month on average. Blew it all on video games and candy. Ah, the rockstar life of a 12 year old!
Jukyu. I found my birth mom when I was 25. My baby sister was 5 at the time. She turned 20 last summer. @_@
Niju. When I was 9 my mom cut my hair so short I was often mistaken for a boy. ;_;
Nijuichi. I'm a much happier person when my hair is colored purple. ^_^
Nijuni. I will sometimes play "devil's advocate" even if I agree with your position because I feel it's necessary to take all sides into consideration.
Nijusan. I'm told my first steps were taken at a park across the street from Knott's Berry Farm (which is no longer there), chasing the chickens.
Nijuyon. My first article was published when I was 19. It was an interview with drummer, Gene Hoglan, of the LA speed metal band, Dark Angel.
Nijugo. I've just taught you how to count from 1 - 25 in Japanese. Unless, of course, you already knew how. -_o
Ni. I sing to my cats almost every day.
San. I'm allergic to cats and anything with fur.
Yon. I used to have a great fascination of ghost stories, especially if they had been passed down through historical accounts, so much so that I did my 7th grade history report on poltergeist and turned my doll house into a "haunted house" for the correlating model. During the exhibition, the doll house caught on fire. O_O
Go. The more Naruto I watch, the more I crave ramen. :3
Roku. I really love being behind the mic and doing voice over work! It's where I'm happiest.
Nana. I'm usually clueless if a guy likes me... unless he's one of my creepy stalker "fans". They tend to make themselves known right away. 9_9
Hachi. I broke my tail bone when I was 15. Fell from the rafters in the garage onto the concrete, landed on my back. Fun times. >_<
Kyu. I like baked goods with fruit, like cinnamon raisin bread.
Ju. I began programming in Basic in 1977.
Juichi. I have never asked if an article of clothing ever made my ass look big.
Juni. I started taking dance lessons at the ridiculously young age of 3. Tap and ballet.
Jusan. My mom said if I wanted to join band in jr.high my only option was to play flute. I wanted to play drums. Mom's logic was that girls play the flute and boys play drums. The one person I knew who played flute was a boy. I felt my mom's logic was flawed. I played the flute and hated it. Now I play drums. ^_^
Juyon. Because I was born with jaundice, crossed eyed, and ate slowly, social services assumed I was retarded and almost prevented me from being adopted. I no longer have jaundice, I'm not cross eyed,and am clearly not retarded (except when it comes to guys), but I'm still a slow eater.
Jugo. I was adopted and raised as an only child, but I'm actually the second oldest of 5 siblings from my birth family.
Juroku. Growing up in Huntington Beach, most people (if it ever mattered) assumed I was Mexican. I'm not Mexican, I'm predominantly of Hawaiian heritage.
Junana. Because I'm from HB, people outside of the state often asked if (or assumed) I knew how to surf. I do not know how to surf.
Juhachi. I had a paper route for the OC Register when I was 12 years old for a year. Paper delivery 7 days a week. I was up at 3am on weekends because I was the station manager and I had to sign for the newspapers for both my route and another person's route. My route increased by almost half on Sunday's because of Sunday only delivery. Sometimes it took me 3 hours to fold papers and make all of my deliveries by bike on Sundays, unless it was raining, then it was longer. Made $80 a month on average. Blew it all on video games and candy. Ah, the rockstar life of a 12 year old!
Jukyu. I found my birth mom when I was 25. My baby sister was 5 at the time. She turned 20 last summer. @_@
Niju. When I was 9 my mom cut my hair so short I was often mistaken for a boy. ;_;
Nijuichi. I'm a much happier person when my hair is colored purple. ^_^
Nijuni. I will sometimes play "devil's advocate" even if I agree with your position because I feel it's necessary to take all sides into consideration.
Nijusan. I'm told my first steps were taken at a park across the street from Knott's Berry Farm (which is no longer there), chasing the chickens.
Nijuyon. My first article was published when I was 19. It was an interview with drummer, Gene Hoglan, of the LA speed metal band, Dark Angel.
Nijugo. I've just taught you how to count from 1 - 25 in Japanese. Unless, of course, you already knew how. -_o
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Thanksgiving Feast and Memories
It's that time of year when everyone heads off to a great big family dinner, or is stuck in the kitchen cooking that great big family dinner. I am a huge fan of feasting with family and friends. I remember every year my mom went all out. She started early in the morning cooking the turkey, making stuffing, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, veggies, appetizers, cookies, all sorts of delicious and amazing foods. I really miss her rumaki and stuffed mushrooms. She was a fantastic cook. We'd set the table, which technically only seats 6, for 8-10 people. It would also have all the trimmings, lace table cloth, fine china, good silverware, crystal stemware. We were a regular Norman Rockwell painting.
I know that I was asked to help from time to time, but I think more often than not I needed to find something else to do to keep me out of the kitchen and out of mom's way. One year, as a kid, I took a bike ride across the way around McDonnell Douglas (now Boeing). Riding back up Bolsa avenue I remember watching all the squirrels playing in the grass and pine trees. I wanted to stop and play with the squirrels (remember, I was just a kid), but knew I needed to get back home for dinner. Besides, I'm allergic to light sabers.Each year we would alternate our Christmas and Thanksgiving dinners with my parent's best friends, Uncle Roy and Aunt Fely. It was the same amazing gathering and feast regardless of which household it was in although, my Uncle Roy's place had a pool table and a pool, both of which I loved, so there was that.
If we hosted I know mom would always insist on Martini and Rossi Asti Spumante sparkling wine. I'm not sure why she thought it was so great. As a kid I would get a tiny taste, but now as an adult I don't care for it. There are other sparkling wines or champagnes I'd rather have. However on Christmas we'd also have Japanese plum wine, which I totally love. I'm sure they played pinochle at our place too. I never played and still have no idea how to play. I would sit with my mom and watch because she was really good at the game, but they played so fast it was difficult to simply figure it out and I don't think I ever asked to learn.
My mom, unfortunately, passed after her second fight with breast cancer in June of 1991. Uncle Roy also passed a few years later. Though my aunt still hosted dinners, it was not quite the same without both of them. So at some point, though I was still invited to attend, I stopped going. I have to admit, the main reason I quit attending was the heavy Christian influence of her son and his wife. Though never overt, I felt judged like an outsider, even though I grew up with them and for all intents and purposes they were my family, but I felt terribly out of place. I know that as I came out of the broom closet, her son and his side of the family were less interested in maintaining a connection to me. I never really talk to him, or his now ex-wife. I do still talk on very rare occasions to one of his daughters.
Unfortunately my father also stopped attending at some point, mostly because he has a girlfriend and thus spends every holiday with her, her children and grandchild.
It's kind of sad if you think about it. This was a family tradition between the two families that lasted about 30 years and it is no longer.
For a time I would spend holidays with my birth-mother who lived a mere 20 minutes from my home. However, she moved out of state a few years ago, so it's just me now.
This year I had no desire to host anything or even attend anything today. I know, seems strange given that I'm hosting one event or another every week and I did receive several invitations for dinner with friends, but I was genuinely ok with being home alone, relaxing, and enjoying my time. I planned on cooking whatever I felt like eating. FYI, I'm really not a huge fan of the big roasted turkey. I dunno why. I'll eat the dark meat, or skin, but the big roasted turkey is just not something I crave. I'm a bigger fan of the yams, fresh bread, 
and pumpkin pie. Honestly, I'd rather have chicken or pork. Last year I made Hawaiian Kalua pork (called my birth-mom for the recipe), and today I made Greek Avgolemono lemon chicken soup. I made it as a hearty soup with chunks of chicken, potato, celery, carrot, onion, fresh lemon juice, eggs, and rice. I'd never made it before, but I literally had a flash of insight on how to make it and knew last week that I was cooking it today. It turned out great! I later topped off my dinner with a vanilla ice cream Drumstick. Granted it's not pumpkin pie, but I'm still good with that. As far as I'm concerned it was the perfect meal for me today. ;-)
I'm not real fond of the heavy amount of pressure we put on ourselves to make these holidays "perfect". I find the pressure unnecessary, and prefer not to buy into it. The holidays, events, gatherings, whatever it is will likely turn out to be perfect just as they were meant to be. It just might not be Martha Stewart perfect or Hollywood perfect, but it will most likely be just perfect for you and your family. The main point is to share the time together. To be honest I'm really not sure how my mom managed it. From my perspective she did it all with an amazing amount of ease. Don't get me wrong, I do know she worked hard at it, but I never felt like she was frazzled or ridiculously stressed about it even though she really did most of the work.
So today, as I am every day, I am thankful for my mom, Nole (pronounced NO - lee), for having been the one who choose me (and paid for me! Lol!), raised me, and taught me so many things in life despite the short time I got to have with her. I love you mom! The holidays are never quite as perfect without you.
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| My fave pic of my mother and me visiting her favorite animal at the zoo. 1970 |
Friday, November 19, 2010
New Beginnings
I think I opened this account about two and a half years ago. I actually have several online blogs for a variety of reasons, but tend to post on my MySpace profile where I have a fair following of readers. However, aside from the fact that MySpace holds very little relevance to keep my interest as a website, they've also changed their website format, making things painfully annoying for me when I make a blog post there.
So here I am today, posting on Blogger instead. This will be my new main blog. :)
There's a lot going on right now. I'm gearing up to begin teaching a new class. I'll be teaching what I've labeled an "Eclectic Pagan Studies" class. I've had a list of people waiting for me to teach a class on Wicca. However, I've been in the midst of my own studies for the last 4 years with a new coven in a secret tradition of Wicca. I will graduate come this Candlemas (Feb 2nd - Yes, that's Groundhog's Day to the non-pagan types) as an Elder High Priestess of this tradition. I'm an ordained priestess in 2 other traditions of Wicca and as my current coven's tradition takes 4 years I was not ready to teach anyone this year in that particular tradition. I also wasn't particularly enthusiastic to teach the other two traditions. Not that I don't like them, I just didn't feel a strong pull to teach only one tradition. I did, however, have a great desire to teach a variety of pagan traditions that I've incorporated into my own personal spiritual practice over the last 28 years.
Upon deeper reflection I decided to teach a pagan class that incorporated learning about a variety of pagan religions, traditions, histories, mythologies, rituals, various divination practices, energy work, healing modalities, etc. We'll be going on field trips to experience different group's rituals, lectures, exhibitions, and festivals. I have people coming in to speak on various topics of which they are more experienced in than myself. To be sure, the class will be extensive. The entire point is to expand knowledge.
I was planning to start with a small group as this class in it's topic and structure are new and different, but I now have 13 students. I have another handful of potential students waiting for the next round of classes to begin and we haven't even started this round yet.
I'm positively excited about starting these classes in January! It seems that just before I finish one journey, I'll begin a new one.
On the flip side of new beginnings, I have a less than happy new beginning. Last week I took Big Boy kitty to the vet. He'd been loosing weight. He was a ginormous, but sturdy, 30 lbs. He dropped down to 21 lbs in a rather short period of time. Turns out he'd been having a mild respiratory ailment and just recently developed diabetes. I had to give him a liquid antibiotic, eye ointment, and insulin shots every 12 hours. He didn't seem too bothered by the shot, did not care for the liquid, but absolutely did not like the eye ointment. His antibiotic and eye ointment treatment is complete and he's noticably better, but of course I need to continue on his insulin shots.
Understand, BBk doesn't camp out at the food dish, and I'm very particular about what they, he and his siblings, eat. He and his brother are both very large structured cats. His brother, Edmund, is 20 lbs. BBk's front paws are as wide as 3 of my fingers across.
The vet said that we caught his condition pretty early on and that if we get his weight down that it is possible he can naturally reverse his condition. She seemed very optimistic about it. :)
She also prescribed a food change. Low fat, high fiber Science Hills prescription diet. Stuff's not cheap! A 10 lb. bag is $28. Currently the kids all eat a turkey and oatmeal diet because I took them off of corn. It seemed to help greatly with some skin issues they were having and my allergies to them. However, the new SH food, the first ingredient is chicken-by-product, then corn. I'm not too happy about that, but I'm going to give it a try to see how they do. I've been slowly mixing the food ratio between the two from the turkey/oatmeal to the SH over the last week. In a few more days it will shift to all SH. I noticed all of the cats are now eating less. Much like humans, cats don't like diet food either. *bleah*
Tomorrow I'm going to take BBk into the vet to get his blood work done and see if the insulin has been helping or if they need to adjust the dosage. *fingers crossed*
There's also been a slew of recent drama going on all around me. To be honest, I don't feel like blasting it across the intarwebs even though it might be entertaining to those not directly involved. Hehe. In the end, it's just not worth the hassle. If people want to be silly, cause conflict, stir shit up, and create ridiculous and unnecessary drama, they can go do it elsewhere. I'm totally bored with it.
Otherwise, all is moving along, just as it should be, and the world keeps on spinning...
So here I am today, posting on Blogger instead. This will be my new main blog. :)
There's a lot going on right now. I'm gearing up to begin teaching a new class. I'll be teaching what I've labeled an "Eclectic Pagan Studies" class. I've had a list of people waiting for me to teach a class on Wicca. However, I've been in the midst of my own studies for the last 4 years with a new coven in a secret tradition of Wicca. I will graduate come this Candlemas (Feb 2nd - Yes, that's Groundhog's Day to the non-pagan types) as an Elder High Priestess of this tradition. I'm an ordained priestess in 2 other traditions of Wicca and as my current coven's tradition takes 4 years I was not ready to teach anyone this year in that particular tradition. I also wasn't particularly enthusiastic to teach the other two traditions. Not that I don't like them, I just didn't feel a strong pull to teach only one tradition. I did, however, have a great desire to teach a variety of pagan traditions that I've incorporated into my own personal spiritual practice over the last 28 years.
Upon deeper reflection I decided to teach a pagan class that incorporated learning about a variety of pagan religions, traditions, histories, mythologies, rituals, various divination practices, energy work, healing modalities, etc. We'll be going on field trips to experience different group's rituals, lectures, exhibitions, and festivals. I have people coming in to speak on various topics of which they are more experienced in than myself. To be sure, the class will be extensive. The entire point is to expand knowledge.
I was planning to start with a small group as this class in it's topic and structure are new and different, but I now have 13 students. I have another handful of potential students waiting for the next round of classes to begin and we haven't even started this round yet.
I'm positively excited about starting these classes in January! It seems that just before I finish one journey, I'll begin a new one.
On the flip side of new beginnings, I have a less than happy new beginning. Last week I took Big Boy kitty to the vet. He'd been loosing weight. He was a ginormous, but sturdy, 30 lbs. He dropped down to 21 lbs in a rather short period of time. Turns out he'd been having a mild respiratory ailment and just recently developed diabetes. I had to give him a liquid antibiotic, eye ointment, and insulin shots every 12 hours. He didn't seem too bothered by the shot, did not care for the liquid, but absolutely did not like the eye ointment. His antibiotic and eye ointment treatment is complete and he's noticably better, but of course I need to continue on his insulin shots.
Understand, BBk doesn't camp out at the food dish, and I'm very particular about what they, he and his siblings, eat. He and his brother are both very large structured cats. His brother, Edmund, is 20 lbs. BBk's front paws are as wide as 3 of my fingers across.
The vet said that we caught his condition pretty early on and that if we get his weight down that it is possible he can naturally reverse his condition. She seemed very optimistic about it. :)
She also prescribed a food change. Low fat, high fiber Science Hills prescription diet. Stuff's not cheap! A 10 lb. bag is $28. Currently the kids all eat a turkey and oatmeal diet because I took them off of corn. It seemed to help greatly with some skin issues they were having and my allergies to them. However, the new SH food, the first ingredient is chicken-by-product, then corn. I'm not too happy about that, but I'm going to give it a try to see how they do. I've been slowly mixing the food ratio between the two from the turkey/oatmeal to the SH over the last week. In a few more days it will shift to all SH. I noticed all of the cats are now eating less. Much like humans, cats don't like diet food either. *bleah*
Tomorrow I'm going to take BBk into the vet to get his blood work done and see if the insulin has been helping or if they need to adjust the dosage. *fingers crossed*
There's also been a slew of recent drama going on all around me. To be honest, I don't feel like blasting it across the intarwebs even though it might be entertaining to those not directly involved. Hehe. In the end, it's just not worth the hassle. If people want to be silly, cause conflict, stir shit up, and create ridiculous and unnecessary drama, they can go do it elsewhere. I'm totally bored with it.
Otherwise, all is moving along, just as it should be, and the world keeps on spinning...
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