Our Pal Al

I got an email from Al Gore this week. I was a little startled to find it. Of course it was a forward through my political action group but still, I lead a quiet life and it's nice for someone to say thank you now and again. I mentioned it to three people and they seemed less than impressed. Two were by email and it could be that it never reached them. The other I spoke to and she was really keen on sharing the joy of new bathroom wallpaper. Perhaps there are people who have even quieter lives than I do. The Mercury journal is taking shape. I have had time to reflect on the upheavals going on around me and see over and over again that we just cannot get out of our own way. We set stuff up, loved ones get annoyed with us and then we feel badly done by. On a larger scale we can see this stuff in the street racers, young men full of the joys of spring tra la, and there they are in the arms of the law accused of vehicular manslaughter and some poor soul driving along wondering if he'll ever get his mortgage paid off and maybe it would be nice to go out for fish and chips for supper ends up dead in a ditch. This in all fairness was the last thing the young men intended I'm sure, but you see the point is if we are so oblivious to our own behavior then we not only hurt ourselves we hurt others. The paradox being here that the more we look inward the clearer the outward view. The universe is relentless, if we don't notice the nudge eventually that piano will drop. Perhaps this should have gone in my journal it's distinctly lacking in humour and has very little to do with our pal Al. As Susan used to say "It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye and then it's a sport!" By the way someone called Haganrihi left me a message. Who are you?

Mercury Madness Again

Not one to belabour a point_is that laughter I hear?_ but I have more to offer on the dreaded Mercury retrograde. You remember? It's the time when communications get all snarled. Well this time it is messing with our feelings as it's in the house of Cancer [all about emotion] and the Gemini new moon is adding to the horror, so anyone born under the signs of Virgo or Gemini which Mercury rules are in for a bucketful. If you want some really good info I can recommend an astrologer. It was suggested to me to keep a journal of this time as it would make really good reading once it's over. So I am . Keeping a journal that is, and yes the madness has started. Misunderstandings are rampant and the grief over them is fascinating to see . There is also a lot of rehashing along the lines of could've ,should've , you get the picture . Never fear it will all end soon and then we are in for another bash come November when dear little Mercury is in Scorpio which as we all know is about keeping secrets and lashing out in a nasty scuttling sort of way. Can't wait.

If At First You Don't etc.

I have been wracking my brain , what's left of it , for this wretched blog as I had promised myself to write at least once a week. There have been numerous starts and just as numerous deletes but I am determined even if it is more than the usual load of twaddle that I will do this, so help me ...
Perhaps it has something to do with the Mercury retrograde that is befogging my mind and causing some very interesting miscommunications. The cursed thing is in it's shadow and due to drop on us full throttle June15. Unfortunately we booked a holiday on the weekend so I am a little concerned as to what I might find when I get to my destination, if I get to my destination. I have a squeaky clutch pedal so if I am smart I'll get that seen to before I sally forth. The holiday begins July 16 and the retrograde ends July15 but there will still be lingering energy I'm sure. There is also connected to this Mercury energy a chance to put things right in relationships as old grievences air themselves. Unfortunately most people are resentful of these opportunities and blow hooeys, using the chance to proclaim themselves victim yet again! Only children and those with truly no power are victims. The rest of us are, if we have any honesty at all, fully aware of our part in all of our little dramas even if we choose to ignore it. I'm starting to get preachy and that won't do! Just use this time as a blessing from the Universe and when the piano does fall on your head your last conscious thought can be before you succumb to your injuries "What a gift from the Universe, now it's really got my attention!" I wish you well and a safe, speedy and fruitful journey from the 15 to the 15.

No Time Like the Present or Future

I have been away from my desk the last few days as the garden has been calling me and it has a very loud voice. I have a shade garden, herbaceous borders, two front gardens and a vegetable patch, as well as various planters and window boxes. It's made me tired to write never mind looking after it all. My strong right arm has developed a strange pain in guess what? his right arm which needs lots of rest and bi-weekly physio visits. How unfortunate and just in time for the summer! So add to my list of to-doos, grass cutting. Not to worry, it is all a blessing if you look at it the right way. First of all there is that lovely fresh air only slightly tainted with smog, we are in Aurora after all. Sunshine is also free just don't overdo it, skin cancer and cataracts come lightly to mind. There is also the pleasure of sitting in the garden enjoying the breeze and the scent of the lilac and lily of the valley which were beautiful this year. The strong right arm is very happy to help in garden appreciation it's one of his finer qualities. I shouldn't make too much mock of this, the poor man has to be driven everywhere as we have a car with a shift and his nerves are just shot to pieces so he really does need the garden. This week a new bed has to be put in as the perennials are bulging at the seams and then there is the herb patch that has to be transplanted,I could go on and on and on...Oh I forgot it's all exercise and add to that my trips to the gym, well I'm just too fit for words! The best is last as strong right arm has a perfectly good left arm and has offered-wait for it -to WEED! Now there is a job I detest so it has all worked out very well. The Universe wasn't laughing at me after all.