Starry, Starry Night

"... Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze ..."

Yes, as I sat out this weekend, underneath an absolutely glorius spring night-sky, I thought of those Don Mclean's lyrics, among other things. The night sky was just breath taking.

Stumbling out of the tent in the wee-hours of the morning, stumbling to find a tree to hang out behind to relive my aching bladder, I almost lost my balance just staring up at the stars. With very little light pollution the sky seemed jammed packed with a billion stars! Oh, how beautiful.

I so enjoyed two nights out camping. I'm always amazed at the people that won't camp, or say they hate camping. Unless you have a new-born, or are a family with special-needs, or are a senior-citizen, I DO NOT understand why anyone wouldn't like to camp -- at least in the spring and fall seasons. The weather could not have been more perfect -- it was pretty darn cold on Friday night, and yes, I didn't sleep very well, but last night it wasn't as cold, and I slept very, very well.

After stumbling in the dark for my "outhouse break", and staring at the stars, I almost couldn't go back to sleep. I listened at all the nightime sounds -- the river flowing downhill, people snoring in other tents, the wind, a Whipperwhill. It really dawned on me that no matter if people are conscious of it or not, people that like to camp enjoy it because it provides them with an opportunity to bask in the lap of Mother Nature. It's a time to be reconnected with the Earth, Nature, other people, our families, and ourSelves. It's such a wonderful thing to do!!!

As I drifted back off to sleep, all I could think of was the sweet blanket Mother Earth and Father Sky had provided me, of deep black-blue, decorated with billions of diamond stars upon it. I felt warm, safe, loved, and connected.

Yeah, it was a great weekend.

You Say it's your Birthday....

... well, its MY BIRTHDAY TOO YEAH! :)

Yes, it really is my birthday today. How wild. 36 years old. What is so interesting about getting older is that in so many ways you truly don't feel any different than you did when you were turning 5 or 6 or whatever young age. It's really such an odd sensation, isn't it? It's like the little girl is still inside of me. Yeah, this one:



... and here I am now, 36, and in thousands of ways I don't feel any different than I did in that photo, when I was 5 years old. It's like part of you grows up, or truly matures, but there is still that little person there too. I understand now my Grandmother looking at her hands once and telling me that she say her Mother's hands there... and then my Mother, who is now 66, looking at her hands and saying the same things. If the Wheel continues to turn as it is now I too will look down and be amused and bewildered at the image of my Mother's hands where mine are suppose to be. I think this is all just part of the Lesson of living a human life. I'm sure the other Lessons that are associated with other forms of incarnated life are equally as important, but I can only guess at those. You know? I can ponder them, and meditate upon them now, and learn from the -- like, what does a slug think? why do worms come out when it rains, is there any thought there? -- but I can't really KNOW those lessons while in human form.

My new goals are to Seek the connection to Spirit, the Ancestors and Gods that I've always had -- but for whatever reason that is going on in the Worlds is somewhat skewed at the moment -- and reconnect. I need that so, so badly.

Well -- Happy Birthday to everyone else born on this day. And Happy Birthday to me too.

Spring Sprung

Here in GA Spring has definitely been here for the last several weeks. Even before the "official date." I look for things like the grackels flying about, certain first flowers coming up, buds on certain trees... What made this spring unusual has been the rain and the storms already brewing up, and then the cold snaps. Odd. Everything still seems to be so "odd." On so many levels.

I'm not sure what is going on in the Universe at large... I'm really not. This seems like such a bizarre time to be alive, to be here, experiencing this. There seems to be a "blanket" around us all, and not in a good sense. Make I should use the word "tarp" instead of "blanket" because I don't want to evoke any warm and fuzzy feelings. I feel like humanity has gotten so out of whack that we are truly moving ourselves further away from the Gods and Ancestors. Nature is so out of whack -- and we're the cause. The energy certainly is still affecting people's behavior and attitudes. I don't know. And hey, maybe that is how it's suppose to be. Maybe this is all part of the "classroom" of life. You think?

I need time out in the woods to commune with Nature. I will get that next weekend camping. It won't be the spiritual campout that I need, but surely it should help to rekindle a part of myself.