Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall. Confucius
Keep your face always toward the sunshine – and shadows will fall behind you. Walt Whitman
Jump, and you will find out how to unfold your wings as you fall. Ray Bradbury
Old Hippie never die. They simply fade and away and fly to tie-dyed moons and purpled sky, singing with the crickets in the night, the tree toads and firelight, dancing underneath the stars, planets, Jupiter and Mars, Lady moon lights up with soft cries, and gentle sighs the sounds of quiet lullabies of Mother Earth in her glory, the beckoning of other stories, we hear, the rustling of the trees as we sit by Father’s knees and mother’s apron ties to see, sleep comes with the night. On to new day’s morning light – deborahmills © 2018 “Old Hippies never die”
Crickets hum in the darkest night, while a cool breeze blows quietly rustling tree leaves about to fall from the mighty Bro Oak in the middle of the yard. The morning glories climbing up the red wooden porch rail have closed their faces for the night, while the Moonflowers open up to greet Lady Moon as she rises soon to be full in the purpled sky. Somewhere off in the distance, Bro Owl hoots loudly sounding the call for his mate to hurry back to the nest. As she lights on the old tree limb, a branch breaks off, snapping in the still of the night, as a warning that even in the dark, life is happening. There are times when we seem to be stumbling around on a dark path, waiting in the stillness of the dream, lingering behind on a slow pace to reach the goals, the desires, the dreams. The wait seems as if there is no life, nothing happening, and then the snap, the break, the moment where we rise. Rise back to the dream, and can see the dream again, Dream on, Dream Big, Dream.
Animal totems; Cricket : Jiminy Cricket never jumps backwards. As he waits in the night, he sings songs using his back legs as instruments for the music he shares with the dark. His totem eats the bugs who destroy the crops so he is a protector of the night. His totem reminds us that even in the dark, the stillness of the wait, there is life moving, planning, changing, while his medicine reminds us that always look forward to the new day.
Lady Moon is Waxing Crescent leading to Sunday’s Full Corn Moon. She remains in Aquarius the Ram, ready to greet the Fall season head on with harvest of abundance in love, prosperity and fruits. Corn metaphysically is a strong magickal use for protection of the dark while in life reality is a strong fiber to eat with vit C. Use the corn husks to make dolls or to use in compost pile for good nutrients.
I am here my usual hours on Friday the 24t. Remember a call or chat with me, I lit a candle at midnight for each person who spirit sends my way. May the fairies dance around us all today. love ya, Me, Cherokee, Frankiecapone, Sugar, Apache m Apollo, T.