Rebellion

O Captain My Captain

“You’re only given one little spark of madness. You musn’t lose it.”
-Robin Williams

So true My Captain. Can I call you that? I hope you don’t mind. I never knew you, but I always felt like I did.
I felt connected to you. Perhaps it was your small stature. I happen to be wee myself. Maybe it was your contagious laughter, your great comedic timing, your humble views on life and love. Whatever it was that connected us in this vast Universe-you enriched my life. Thank-you for that.
Your heart was big My Captain. I felt that-and I’m not the only one. It seems whoever knew you loved you.
A special soul you were.
As John Keating in Dead Poets Society you opened my eyes to the possibility of looking at life from a different perspective. Stand on your desk and shout out your mantra to the world. Booya Keating. That’s the way to do it. Life’s too short for bullshit.
You encouraged me to “carpe diem”, a motto I have leaned on throughout my adult life.
Your performance as Parry in The Fisher King swept me away to another world and turned me into a two hour human waterfall. What a movie.
Armand in The Birdcage- another classic. Showcasing LGBTQ diversity before it was cool to do it, just your style, brave and true.
One Hour Photo. You were lonely. Did you feel a similar pain? I’m sorry if you did. No one should ever feel truly alone.
Many of the characters you played over the years seemed to echo your soul. I grew up watching you, and went to see your stand-up show in person. What a night that was. Just try and tell those jokes again the next day. As if. Pure comedic genius. One of a kind. No one did it like you did. No one ever will.
Intelligent, compassionate, sharp, strong, generous, and kind. I’m not the only one who thinks so. I’m just one of millions. What a legacy.
I will miss your gift of seamless improv, your humble generosity, your ridiculous repertoire of crazy voices, your versatile talent as a top notch performer, your honest and giving nature, and most of all your unique capability to move this world with your exhuberant madness.
My Captain, I wish you the eternal peace you couldn’t find in life.
Wherever you may be, may your magical spark forever ring free.

Cloud Cover

Occasionally I like to escape my pen and quietly hover behind the clouds, watching the world go by.

It seems I hovered up there for six long months.

A few days ago the clouds were clearing in the sky.

I sat on a park bench and captured their beauty.

Cloud cover broken.

Blue skies ahead.

Finding Peace

A humble man of extraordinary charisma, courage, strength, and perseverance.

Your 95 years on this earth ended today, but now you’ll be granted golden angel wings to fly.

Thank-you for being such a beautiful soul,

your inspiration is immeasurable.

Believe

The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams

~Eleanor Roosevelt~

~Light from Luzia~

http://luzialight.wordpress.com– thanks for the wise post

#6 is of particular importance for me these days…

For anyone reading who feels like they are drowning in a sea of pure energetic chaos at the moment,

have faith in something far greater than yourself,

never give up hope.

Just when you want to pack it in and give up,

stand strong,

stronger than you were before,

and just keep trekking…

Never give up on your dreams.

Life is a tough ride but #12 will see you through.

Blue Sky Breaking

We hope that beyond the pain of loss there’s a time of peace and love that comes for the victims of violent crime and their families and friends.

I feel this time is coming for Tim Bosma and all those who cherished him.

 Truth is much stronger than evil. Evil can only hide for so long. The blue sky is breaking through the clouds.

Work has to be done. Factors have to be considered. Evidence has to be scrutinized. Minds have to merge in mysterious ways to highlight important information and bring the highest truth into the light.

The Globe and Mail released the following information on October 4th, 2013,

“Detectives have found “linkages” in three cases tied to Dellen Millard and have combined the investigations into a multi-jurisdictional probe headed by a senior Ontario Provincial Police officer. The cases – the murder of Tim Bosma, the disappearance of Mr. Millard’s friend Laura Babcock and the death of his father Wayne Millard – are being overseen by Detective Inspector Dave Hillman under the province’s major case management system.”

Millard and Smich are due back in court for a pretrial on Tuesday. If you read my previous blogs and my “Pandora’s Box” post you’ll understand a little more about how quantum entanglement fits in to this story. I have been connected to Tim’s story since May 6, 2013, when Tim first dissapeared. Tim’s energy has been with me ever since. Over the last two weeks the energies related to the case have been moving at a much faster pace, which has left me restless and without much sleep, but is also leading me to believe that answers are coming very soon. I feel answers will come closer to November 9th, and that the third person involved in the crime that I talked about in previous blogs will also be named. The MillardAir family hangar is also somehow playing a part in the case going forward, as well as strong evidence found at the farmland.

 Crucial information will be released soon and hopefully this will finally bring the truth into the light.

Truth for Laura Babcock and her family. Truth for Wayne. Truth for the Bosma family, and truth for Tim.

Blue Jay Way

Ever tried to get a picture of a blue jay? It’s next to impossible. They move at lightning speed, spook easily, and despite their fiercely bold personalities they disappear in a flash. I spotted this beauty flying around my yard this morning and baited my back porch with almonds.  I stood waiting motionless with my camera phone poised. I could feel it. Today jay finally decided to give me the chance to catch a couple of shots.  Such a brat.

Blue Jay Symbolism

The jay fearlessly protects its young, partner, and territory. They’ll always stand against adversaries that may appear more powerful than they are, and often with successful results. It is an air totem and represents ideals, knowledge, spirituality, and seeking higher truth. Honesty, patience, endurance, assertiveness, and loyalty are also jays traits. It’s said that if a jay flies into your life  you may be experiencing lessons of adaptation in regards to a certain situation or learning lessons quickly. The jay enables long lost memories and transforms them into new awareness. The jay also represents risk taking and seizing opportunities. The investigative nature of the jay represents new concepts, judgement, care, and diplomacy.

Since the beginning of September, my life has been a blur of work, stressful situations, and chaotic energy. Crazy happenings, deceased relatives coming to visit my dreams, and messages from the strangest of places. It seems I’m not the only one going through this absolute madness. For those of us who are tuned into the energies, the paradigm shift we are experiencing is relentless, and escaping its constant intensity doesn’t seem to be on the menu. People are feeling it-everywhere. Whether or not you are tuned in-many people are noticing the synchronicities as well as the upheavals.  Strangers are royally getting on our nerves, family members are driving us crazy, and our relationships are volatile at best. One gigantic headache. Hang in there, by Thursday with the harvest full moon they’ll be light at the end of the tunnel.

No surprise that astrologically there is a lot going on.  The moon has moved into Aquarius, an air sign that dominates thinking, knowledge, and communication. So fitting that jay decided to show up and give me the time of day since he’s an air totem. We’ve been moving through cycles of examining every aspect of our existence, from internal struggles, to fighting the status quo, to worrying about the future. For many, it’s leaving us totally drained. It’s taking everything in me to remember that the full moon on Thursday will be bringing some illumination and understanding.  This week is a time to reflect on our inner desires, tackle issues, demonstrate our strength, and come out of it all with a fresh understanding.

Opposition to Mars is also a key factor in all the recent unrest, in the area of institutions and structures particularly, urging us to follow our heart and be strong. We know what needs to be done. Impulsive desires and heated emotions are definitely on the table- full force. The fire has been burning hot. The moon’s North Node and Saturn are also in opposition which also means you’ll feel the need to speak your mind about current issues or situations, which may lead to heated debate. That’s not necessarily a bad thing.  The choice is yours, whether or not you choose to voice your opinion, just be prepared for some opposition.

Above all else, the message is this:  speak your truth.

Be true to what’s inside because staying true to yourself and what you believe in will ultimately lead you a place where things unfold in your world just as they should.

Fairy Dust

I’ve always believed in magic. Not the David Copperfield kind, where some traitor on t.v gives away the secrets behind the mechanics of the trick, I’m talking about the magic you find in fairytales. The kind where you sprinkle a little fairy dust and watch the impossible come to life right before your eyes. Don’t believe in fairy dust? You should. It’s hidden in a secret place. You just have to believe it’s there.

I was thinking about the evolution of my blog today. How I started writing it out of the blue after having decided that I was going to work towards making my dreams become my reality. I wasn’t a social media junkie by any stretch. In fact, I rarely spend time using social media platforms. It was definitely a strange leap for someone who doesn’t like the spotlight and avoids being the center of attention. I wasn’t in a particularly great head space. I’m sure some of you can relate, staring blankly at the screen with writers block at 3am, wondering what the hell you’re doing awake in the first place, let alone dishing out your souls confessions to an online audience of relative strangers…What the hell might as well, little bit of this and a little bit of that, random thoughts in no particular order, but then again, life is pretty much the same recipe of irregular oddities isn’t it?

Turning dreams into reality? Cliche yes, but looking back at what has transpired over the last year or so I’m amazed at how all the puzzle pieces are coming together. Magic does happen when you believe in it.

When I started writing TaijituMartini I had decided that above everything else in my world I was going to pursue a career as a writer. In my “Advice From Oprah” post I told you how she had come to me in a dream and told me “child, don’t tell the story,be the story”. Something powerful stayed with me after that dream, and kept me from giving up. I was the architect of my own reality and only I could make the magic happen. I was going to do whatever it took to become a writer. I’d been published once. I yearned for more. Somehow the stars aligned and this past June I was introduced by a friend to an important publisher. He was impressed with my writing portfolio and promised to send it along to his contacts. Two months later, keeping the faith the entire time, I received an email yesterday with a promising position potentially available to me in the near future. It was an agonizing two month wait but I kept going, and in the meantime landed the cover story in a magazine. My portfolio is growing and things are happening. It’s hard not to give up. I’ve been trying for almost 2 years. That’s a hell of a long time, hundreds upon hundreds of individualized cover letters and resumes, lack of replies, and late night blogging sessions to soothe the aches of seemingly unending uncertainty. What I never anticipated experiencing along the way was the genius of the blogging community. My humble thanks to all of you, for your encouraging words, incredible storytelling, and for keeping my spirit alive. Your support lifted me up when I needed it most.

Nothing in this life comes easy. You have to believe to make it happen. Doors slam and jealous people try to stop you from realizing your dreams because they don’t have the courage to reach for their own. Don’t ever let them get away with making you think you can’t reach for that magic. Whatever it is you want to achieve in your life. It’s yours. Sprinkle that fairy dust, work hard, never give up, and then watch as the magic unfolds right before your eyes.

The Power of Prayer

There he was. Sitting out on his porch with a big grin. Released from the hospital. My neighbour. Alive. Smiling. I walked across the street in my bare feet. No time for shoes today.

The conversation was reassuring, he’s very frail, but home. Finally. Thanks to my WordPress friends who took the time to keep him in their thoughts and prayers.  Welcome home neighbour, we missed you.