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  Saturday, June 29, 2013; 0948 That was my ‘Message from God’ yesterday. It’s a Facebook app. I know – corny. But hey, I believe in the God-head and I believe that God-head is always in communication with us. So, the occasional corny ‘Message from God’ seems to serve me well. But, the question is, how do I feel about that message? Well, before I get into that, let me just say that this Saturday Morning is ‘Perfect For:’ A Summer Fling; Beach Nights; Blended Margaritas. [Yup. You guessed it.] Yesterday was very interesting. I didn’t get a whole lot accomplished – updated finances, got caught up on emails, etc., etc. Beyond that I just had to take FaeriePrincess’ daughter up to Mama’s for Cuddlebug’s party. It was then that it would seem my ‘Message from God’ was quite the Crock O’ Baloney. Just as I was getting ready to leave from there I noticed steam rising from the engine and Sunshine yelled, “Daddy, you’re leaking!!” It would seem that my radiator system sprung a leak somewhe

  Friday, June 28, 2013; 1035 This Friday Morning is ‘Perfect For':’ Hitting Snooze – Alarm Clock Classics Did I mention that I love iHeart Radio?? lol. So, here we are, back from the journey and I’ll get to that in a moment. First, I think it is important to acknowledge one of the two most important days of my year – HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAKAYLA MADISON!!!! 8 years sure can go by quickly and still be filled with such magick and wonder and activity and love. Every year I tell my daughters to “stop growing up.” And, every year they respond, “I can’t daddy.” Sometimes I wish they could, even if just for a moment. Every experience with them is so wonderful and amazing. They teach me more than I ever thought I could learn. Now..back to the journey…. The journey left me feeling like everything else does – STUCK. It certainly didn’t do for me, financially, what I was hoping for. I did manage to make the money to cover the 2 bills due on Monday and I have gas in my tank and in the end –

Thursday, June 27, 2013; 0927 And so, another day begins. As usual, this adventure has not quite been what I had hoped but it has been exactly as it was to be. As usual, I have found myself at the most random of places at seemingly the most appropriate times. Financially, yesterday was much better than Tuesday - though not near what I would have hoped. I cannot complain though. I made that commitment and promise early in the day. I stumbled into the most wonderful of faerie gardens and I knew then that no matter what my day would hold it would be Divine. I knew that, after that blessing, no matter how much money I made, or didn't I could not complain about the day. Pictures will follow once I am home and able to really get at the computer. Again, I was fortunate in having a place to bed down last night, as well as shower quickly this morning. I had the good fortune of wonderful and healing conversation last night. Of course, it is always nice to see The Jersey Adventure and h

Wednesday, June 26, 2013; 0716 The title...yeah, that's pretty much how yesterday felt. I made more than $1.50, but at the end of the day it was just enough to cover the expenses of travel. I mean, I needed to get gas anyway and I would have driven it up doing any kind of work. So, I suppose I should feel blessed that I made enough to cover it and that it was paid in time to do so. The day itself was an adventure. I had my starting point and from there it was all touch and go. I would bounce from spot to spot, mapping out each next stop as I went. I came upon many locations that would not, or in some cases could not, give me permission to complete the job. So, at many turns, it seemed I was getting nowhere. This is a part of the plan that I must rethink and re-work. The frustration and dead ends had me starting to look deeper. My searching a found me more potential and possibility. How much of it I can tap along this trip I am not sure. I am anxious to see how the next two da

  Tuesday, June 25, 2013; 0934 Well, let us see what the next few days bring. I am packed up and ready to hit the road. The object is to do as much work as I possibly can. The plan is not as great as it seemed originally. I have a plethora of work available to me. I thought perhaps I would do some this week and then continue doing what I could in the next few. However, the biggest client (most work available) will be pulling all of their assignments on Monday, July 1. So, I have the next 5 days to do as much as I can. The first three days will be spent on the road in the Philly area. Then, Friday, I must come home for a bit. Or, so it is planned. Cuddlebug has a birthday party on Friday and I need to take our neighbor up so she can be there on time. After that, I am free to roam once more. So, What I may do is use Friday evening to freshen up and re-gather myself and then be off and about for Saturday and Sunday. Perhaps even part of Monday depending on how it all goes. I am fasc

By the light of the Strawberry Moon A spell was cast to see out June. Healing was the theme that night Spread and fed by firelight. Magic used by a neophyte Learning how to use it right. The power she wielded Left the circle shielded. Love was splashed into the air For all who were near to share.   Monday. June 24, 2013; 1000 I love 9 days!! What a week it was. I am not even certain where to begin. The princesses and I had a wonderful time. Of course, as all good times, it went by way too fast. Nonetheless, we had quite the adventure of a week. The only real word for it is Divine. We started our vacation 2 Fridays ago and it went all the way up until yesterday. The first night we just kind of hung around the house and did what needed to be done. Saturday was a yard sale. The girls made homemade lemonade and profited $4.50 each on that. As for me, I made a total of $64 ( Woo-hoo! ) Though, $50 of that did not make it to me until Monday or Tuesday night. This was the cou

  Wednesday, June 19, 2013; 0937 The Princesses are stealing away some play time before we go do some chores, so I thought I would steal away some writing time. My prolem is where to begin and what to write about. Vacation, so far, has been a most wonderful experience. The girls and I have been having a great time. We haven’t done a great deal of stuff – a little bit here and a little bit there – but we have been having fun no matter what. On Saturday we did our yard sale. It was a good step in the direction of purging and clearing out. We definitely moved some trash and put together a pile for Goodwill. I have everything else organized and over the course of the next few weeks I will figure out how it moves from here. Some of it will be sold on a community yard sale (I hope.) More of it will end up donated or, in the case of the girls’ old clothing, will find its way to a consignment shop. And, I am sure, a great deal of it will still find its way to the trash pile. Sunday, we di

  Saturday, June 15, 2013; 1837 Ooh…a 9 day. Once again a little gap in writings but, I suppose, such is life. I’m not sure how this writing will go. It has been an intense several days and I feel as though there is a lot of ground to cover. I can tell you that we are going to start in aggressive territory and then taper off into something a bit more fun and uplifting. Then we stand a very good chance of entering aggressive territory once more. Most of this aggression though is much more passive than it may appear in the mirror. So the first order of business – a general kind of statement, directed at a specific but, as of this writing, still unknown person. It would seem, or so the tales are told, that there is someone among us, a reader, who chooses not just to read but to spread. This reader chooses to spread hate and malice and ill-will. This is fine, I suppose. To each their own. However, when that malice affects my be-ing, then I need to step up to the plate. In a recent mi

  Thursday, June 13, 2013; 0858 On this Thursday Morning it is ‘ Perfect For :’ Recharging; Yoga; New Beginnings Radio. I really, really <3 iHeart Radio. I should be a spokesperson. Though selections like this are always available I don’t usually choose them. But this morning it was needed. I took a lil break from writing and there was purpose in that. Mostly, it was a timing thing. Even though I spent more of the past 48 hours awake then I have had any kind of sleep, there just wasn’t a time that seemed appropriate to sit down and write. I thought about it a few times. I believe I even sat at the desk once or twice. But, it just wasn’t time. Also, I needed to monitor myself. The earlier part of these past 48 hours found me very fired up. I didn’t want to sit and write in that condition because when I am fired up, I write like I talk. In circles. My brain bounces from point to point. I can illustrate and demonstrate and prostate…oh no wait… The point being I can drone on and

  Tuesday, June 11, 2013; 0825 OOOH…we have an 11. I like 11s. ( Perhaps that is part of the problem. lol. ) What else do we have there? The day breaks down to a 5. Hmmm. And we are, for now, going to call today Day 1 because, as we all know, today is the first day of the rest of my life. ( However long that may be. ) I am starting over today. The weekend and the Journey was what it was and yesterday was very much a void. Things happened and things got done, but it really was just a day unto itself. On this Tuesday Morning it is ‘ Perfect for :’ Writing – Lost in Thought – Indie Objects May Appear Closer. I really love iHeart Radio. Sorry Pandora. Yesterday I spent most of the day listening to Emerson College’s Radio. So what do we have to discuss today? What is on the docket? Where is my head? I think I’m over the 5 days that were this past weekend. Or was that the Journey itself. It certainly was a purge, no doubt. It was like all these thoughts and emotions just flushed th

  Sunday, June 9, 2013; 2044 Ok, so it took me a while to get around to sitting down and writing. At first it was because I seemed to just wake up and start. I’m not even sure what I was doing actually. I tried once, earlier, to sit down and write and, before I knew it, I was out the door doing things. It just seemed the day for getting some work done outside. As the day moved on, I decided I would wait to write until I could light a fire in the pit. Today, they very much go hand in hand. (I warn you now – this could be one of those very, very….VERY long ones. We shall see.) Before I go any further, on this Sunday Night it is ‘ Perfect For :’ Reading a Book ; e-Book Infatuation; Brackets and Snares ( iHeart Radio .) I’m not sure where I am tonight. ( In my head .) I’m not sure how I feel…about anything. The past several days have been intriguing to say the least. Nothing intense, or special, or earth-shattering. Just a very interesting I’m not even sure I could say why. Ther

  Saturday, June 8, 2013; 0804 Good morning, good morning. I skipped writing yesterday. I had sat down to do so, at least twice, but at the time it just didn’t seem the thing to do. I did however get the task at hand done. All of the clothes are washed, folded, and ready to go. The first round of yard sale stuff has been sorted through and the Family room/office is all but put back together. I still have a great deal of everything to do, but the worst of it is done. I think it was difficult to write yesterday because I very much wanted to make sure that the messes were under control before the crew got home. So, I wanted to get at it because there was plenty of mess to go around when I woke up yesterday morning. Today is a fairly easy day. The Princesses have their dance recital today. That’s not until 3:30. I applied for a gig close by, so if I get that (which isn’t likely, but one can never tell) then I can go a little earlier and do that. I also need to stop and get at least on

  Thursday, June 5, 2013; 0622 Day 9…and/or Day 2,  depending on how you look at it. Yesterday was odd. I was at it all day and feel like only made a slight dent in what I need to get done. However, I also think that yesterday was the uphill, and now I should be looking at the downhill. I finished about half of the laundry I need to do. I got the file cabinets and papers back in order. I got the girls’ room to a manageable state. I still have quite a bit to do as far as putting things in their place, and a LOT to do in regards to the yard sale. I think I might actually consign most of the girls’ clothes. I’m going through this stuff and most of it looks like it was hardly ever worn. I may do better at a consignment shop than a yard sale. I don’t really have a whole lot to say this morning. Yesterday was very intense. It was odd to have the whole day to myself with no noise or interference. In fact, I was quite giddy over it in the morning. It’s kind of a tease though. This whole

  Wednesday, June 5, 2013; 0559 And, so, it begins. 3 days of no one around – just me, myself and Irene (but she costs money.) There are many purposes to the next few days. Most of them can be categorized under ‘The Purge.’ It’s all about cleansing and clearing, pretending and preparing. I need to, first and foremost, groove with myself – without the interference – in order to know myself better. Then, perhaps, I can make something of it all. So, in this, it is just a matter of moving through my days, relaxed and realized. Taking one moment at a time and each as it is. I must establish the routine and regiment. The next task at hand is to get through some of the stuff for the yard sale next weekend – as much of it as I can actually. I have to put things back in order here. The office still needs to be reassembled. Many other rooms and spaces as well. In regards to ‘routining’ myself – it seems as though my day begins at 6 AM. Personally, I would like to try for a little earlier,

  Tuesday, June 4, 2013; 0611 Well, yesterday just plain sucked. There’s really no other way to put it. The day did not go anything as planned or hoped. I did not make the money I had set out to make and, judging by that, I may not be able to make any of it over the next two weeks. Where there was hope just 2 days ago, now I find none. Today I’m not even sure what to write. So much on my mind and so little to say. It is forever the same old rhetoric. “The same old song and dance,” as quoted the other day. [Sigh.] I think I am going to stop writing now and see what comes next. Perhaps I can pick up ‘the pen’ again later. Drawn from the Ask and it is Given Deck: (Okay, well this one was ‘fallen upon'.’ I’ll draw one next.) I Will Never Get There, So I Will Enjoy My Journey You cannot ever get it done because you can never cease to be, and you can never halt your awareness. Yet, out of your awareness will be born another asking, and each asking always summons another answe

  Monday, June 3, 2013; 0711 Well, this day certainly hasn’t begun the way I would have liked. (But, so very expected.) I think this makes a statement in regards to developing my days as I move through this process of Re-Creation. (or is that recreation?) It looks like I can anticipate that my work days don’t really begin until between 8-9. (Today is looking like a 9 day.) I had set my alarm. I had failed to hit ‘Snooze,’ turning it off instead. Here I am 45 minutes after I had ‘planned’ to leave and be working and I am really just getting started. I thought about rushing through my morning process, but, then, what would be the point to that? It is what it is what it is what it is. And it shall be what it shall be. Que Sura, Sura. (Did I spell that right at all?) The truth of the matter is, I don’t know what it will be. Currently, I am awaiting ‘approval’ for 9 gigs. I won’t know what my day truly is until I know if I have those jobs or not. So, I am just going to do what I need t

  Sunday, June 2, 2013;0720 And, so, Day 5 begins – which, again, is a 5 Day. It seems for a time the days will match. 5 is the number of coming into being and the number of The Underworld. (But then we have visited this once already on this Journey.) Though things have been moving slowly, I like where they have gone thus far. Yesterday was Day 4 (Foundations.) The first 4 days were about just that. I have been rebuilding the foundation of myself, my life. In the first 4 days the focus seemed to be very much on what is important – for me. This is not a money thing. It is not a ‘responsibility’ thing. It is about what it takes to be me, to feel whole and complete. It has been understanding what it takes each day for me to walk in Patience, Peace and Prayer. It has been about establishing the routine of living once more. Since this Quest has begun I have been feeling more and more like me – the old me; the me of long ago from before many of you had even ‘met’ me. I remember that me.