I just found out last night. Our team stages at my parents' in West Des Moines at 9:00 A.M. tomorrow.
Wish me luck. See you in a week.
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Saturday, April 21st I went to the IPAN Weaving Community Symposium 2007 (www.ipan.org). Thank you to all the organizers! I had a good time and plan to come back next year.
The evening ritual was a labyrinth walk. A lighted labyrinth walk. Have I told you how much I love labyrinths?
We all stood outside the circle/labyrinth while the invocations were done. After a grounding, we walked in, evenly spaced, to contemplate our life's path. The priest/esses at the quarters called out "simple" questions. What do you leave behind? Where are you going? Following the path we each reached the center, turned, and walked out again. I was sheparding several children, and with my dual awareness the questions got into me. Very powerful.
At the entrance, now the exit, we were offered a stone to represent the next step on our path. I drew mine from the basket and sheparded the children to the top of the hill for our two hour drive home. They compared the writing on their stones. Flow. Intuition. I looked at mine. Disruption.
Disruption? What kind of crappy next step is that? Who the hell wants diruption? Clearly it was my fault for not being fully present in the ritual.
Disruption. Upheaval. To interupt the course. Hmmmm. I realized that I'd been in a funk. A non-blogging funk. A no daily practice funk. A dissapeared from friends funk. An unproductive, not doing laundry, not cleaning the house well, not doing the things I love, I-just-want-to-escape-from-this-funk funk.
Disruption. Interruption. Upheaval. Granted, I had already started taking steps to get out of it (after all, I did drive two hours to get here), but with disruption as my motto of the day, I'm shaking off the lethargy and cobwebs. I'm disrupting them. Blessed be.
I'll say upfront that this is not the most positive journal entry I have ever made. It does reflect how I have felt this week, though. I'll journal again in a couple days.
As before, the bold text is from the Diana's Grove Mystery School Moon Shadows journal.
Running into the Wild
January 19 - New Moon
During the time of the new moon, the land calls to the wild within you.
The wild knows your name. From the shadows of the trees, the stones, the brambles, a wild voice is calling. Listen – step outside your door, outside your tower, into the night, and step to the edge of your own wild borders.
( Read more... )This was orignally posted this morning.
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Yesterday when I was looking at the full moon time (7:58 a.m. CST, 1/3/07) and the moonset, sunrise, and moonrise times, my eyes must have shifted because I had thought she was going to set before she reached full. However, that is not the case, and last night's moon was definitely "the" full moon.
Here is my favorite link for moon data.
http://aa.usno.navy.mil/data/
I wasn't too worried because I do like the three days back, three days forward "rule." I value flexibility. -lol- Speaking of flexibility, the coven isn't getting together until the 7th to accommodate everyone's schedules and to avoid the moon's void of course on the 6th. I value people. :-D
I did want to do something for myself close to the actual moon, so when I got up this morning and headed out of the house to my car I took a few moments to gaze at the moon. I do not think I have ever (or certainly have not often) gazed upon the full moon in the morning. I am not what one would call "a morning person."
( Read more... )Originally posted the morning of Tuesday, January 2, 2007 .
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I just downloaded the first chapter of the Moon Shadows journal for Diana's Grove Mystery School 2007. Every year my work in that journal is somewhat hit or miss. I think this year I will use this blog as tool to keep me on track with it. There are many activities in the Journal, but I will try to share the monthly oracle and the naming of the full and new moons.
( Read more... )Originally posted the morning of Friday, December 29, 2006.
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Perhaps not the most timely topic, but something that was on my mind last week and still is:
Wow, what a busy time of year. I had hoped to see many of my friends on Thursday evening the 21st at the Yule celebration at the Unitarian Universalist church in Des Moines, and again Friday night at our children's circle Yule sleepover at -------'s house, and again at social get-togethers.
However, I chose to skip the UU event in order to have a quiet Solstice evening at home with my husband and 6-year-old daughter. We planned to light the beeswax candles we made at Blessed Bee the Sun the previous Saturday, sit in front of the tree, enjoy "breakfast for dinner," and watch Zoe open her presents. We had just hurriedly done the shopping and wrapping the night before, and I was looking forward to sitting and putting my feet up.
You know what? That is exactly what we did.
There were some friends whom I did not get to see that weekend because the UU event was the only chance I had to see them. However, spending quiet time with my family and teaching my daughter how to phrase a spell and light a candle was so worth it, and seemed to be part of the true meaning of the holiday.
Love and bright blessings to all!
I hope I have finally found a journal/blog/whatever with features I want.
I have a few entries from the last few days that I'm going to post and get everything caught up in one place.