Just testing this, really, but here goes.... This is the painting we'll be using for the Honor DayT-shirt art .... www.honorday.org ...... Take care, all Juno
OK I think I'm getting the hang of this, I really didn't want to bother with the moderation right away, but I must have missed it the first time around, thanks, guys for the heads-up!
OK, the first recipe will be for fettucine alfredo, I mentioned it to my husband, and of course he wants some tonight, so I'll keep a close eye on how I'm doing it these days and post that.
Hmmm, as for the title of the blog, its is (poor) latin for 'beware of the small frog'. It's something I made up for some friends in high school and when confronted with titling a blog I couldn't think of anything else that would be even vaguely original (or not taken yet)...I was originally going to have the subtitle "licking the universe one toad at a time", but thought better of it :) Ahhh, Phil Dick (wicked smile) he's only my favoritist author in the whole world. He was sag and his books, although often wild speculative fiction, center around all-too-human people who are exploring the boundaries between human and not-human, sanity and...not...His stuff can be grim, but he always has a glimmer of hope at the end, I don't think his nature allowed him to be totally nihlistic. There is a movie recently released based on his novel "A Scanner Darkly" I haven't seen it yet, but I'm holding out some hope for it, it's supposed to be fairly accurate to the original story...what I find amazing about the timing is that this is the saturn return for the publication of the book in 1977, which won awards in europe and was forgotten in the US...Phil has been a favorite of mine since I was 14, I am glad that his fame is spreading, especially on the internet... I'm just ticked that I can't get the profile to show my music faves section, guess i gotta keep tweaking.... Thanks for coming around, next course, fetuccine, later, banana bread... Juno
Oh yes indeed,Philip Kindred Dick with sun in galactic center, sure seemed to be listening to that attunment.
How about Poul Anderson, also a sag of same generation?
And AE van Vogt...The Silkie...
All those guys found space in my rucksack back in the ancient past, when i took off with keltter shoes to be climbing bum. Days before responsiblity really set in and i forgot that fiction existed for a saturn cycle. I've just found it again.
Looking forward to the fettuccine.
As to your ice cream woes. You live in wonderful blackberry country. One of my favorite things was to go out and pick the big himalayan and evergreen berries then just heat enough to make them sweat, run them through an "applesauce seive" to strain the juice add sweetener and lemon juice to taste then turn it through a small ice cream freezer-- mmm-mmm sorbet.
I've found good speculative fiction an amazing source of inspiration. The capacity of these writers to creative a whole new universe like Frank Herbert's Dune series takes my breath away. I've switched to reading women authors almost exculsively for quite some time. Sherri S. Tepper has some very interesting solutions in her books about how to solve some the dilemmas we're in now. Here's link to an interview w/her . . . she's a cancer- 7/16/1929: http://www.locusmag.com/1998/Issues/09/Tepper.html
Yes, blackberries . . . yum!! We grow thorn-less varieties . . . great fruit & no pain!!! It took awhile before I would stick my arm through the canes to pick the berries . . . memories of wild blackberry canes were too vivid.
We made another 22 pts of 'kraut this morning. Great Pluto food, 'kraut . . . take plain ole cabbage, add salt & seasonings, put in a dark, cool place w/no oxygen . . . and it's reborn as 'kraut!! More vitamins - C, K & the B's, more accessible iron, potassium & selenium plus it tastes good!
Thanks Neith i'm always interested in a good read. Like you i've been reading women authors, not a conscious decision, just is...
Who i am currently reading is Ingrid Hill, Ursula Under it is quite the amazing book, she weaves an ancestral history through millenia and culture. The writing is some of the best i've encountered ever. AND she did it with 12 children, and a trip to Findland... us.penguingroup.com/static/rguides/us/ursula_under.html
Thanks! That sounds like a good story & Ingrid Hill is a very interesting lady. I'll see if I can find a copy @ Amazon.com for my winter reading . . . too busy now . . . :-)
Neith maybe you can figure out how i get to leave this area? Every every attempt is countered, something happens. And they are not little somethings... It's unbelievable really, if i told you the series of events...i'm doing as JM says trying not to resist toooooo much. The buddhists who have come from other lands, say that i am meant to be here as they are. And when we do what we are meant to do i will be released. Wish i knew... Maybe i should bop over to Raging Universe and ask swami Vish I nu, eh?
Meanwhile i appreciate what is in front of me, a cresent moon in an amethyst sky. Last night, perhaps the largest Bobcat i have ever seen waltzed up the yard to my kitchen door with a jackrabbit in his mouth, stopped, then sauntered over a little ridge and had dinner on the rock outcroppings just beneath my kitchen patio.
Earlier a young "bush wolf" a slender and friendly verson of coyote with a very bushy tail, who lives here (possibly a genetic fragment as perhaps are some of these bobcats, as they look like big grey lynxes with only nubs at the eartuff) dropped by for a brief visit, i am serious. A Raven brings little presents and drops them in my garden. Where else on planet earth is White Raven? Some thing is special here and i know it but i still long for other places like a lost part of my being.
Swami Vish I nu says go vith da flow. Iff you rrreally vant to leave....go. but remember, mooving is like pushing food around de plate. and all your little things come vith you rrright in the packing boxes.
Where are you tseka? We really are meant to be exactly where we are at the moment. But that doesn't mean that won't change in the next moment. I still think we have to see the rightness of where we are in order to get to the next right place. I had years of horror in my living spaces before I got my house in a quite spot, but in retrospect nothing could have been different in the process that got me here. It was really awful. The war zone for more years than I can count. Our transits often tell the story of why we are where we are when.
Some thing is special here and i know it but i still long for other places like a lost part of my being.
I think this is universal and constant. We do have a primordial memory of paradise, or else something in the chip that imagines it. I think this is meant to be as we live, learn, and try to earn our way to this pefect place we envision. It a motivating power, but also a cause of an impossible sadness. A continual ache.
It leads us to believe we are being punished in this earthly existence that is so full of discomfort. No place can really relieve that. But I think momentary pleasures and even joys are the compensation we are given. The white raven is one, for sure. I think the animals are here to keep us company and make it a little easier. They know.
Thanks Swami, recognizing the flow appears to be the problem, moving in effortless harmony in space and moment, a goal in sight, then out of nowhere whammo. This has been the dangdest lesson, jm, all my life i have pretty much let my instincts carry me, trusting... the past few years have almost been >everything you desire we will dangle before you and make it seem so tangible then snatch it away<. Do you still trust? and i answer,yes, still am optimistic in spite of all. I have a blessed life and know it.
i do not feel punished merely redirected like a child who has not learned yet.
Can't push the river.
Recently i have come to believe that tseka, is the lesson. The word means sacred dance, to carry the unformed into form, Those of us who are artist "see" what is not yet. We are the pattern weavers and sometimes what we see is simply... not yet....
The patterns repeat to get our attention. And finally it did get mine. slow learner.
Tseka, Please note how you feel when Jupiter moves in Sagittarius this November. That will be giving a big lift to the spirits of all Sagittarius people. Plus keep an eye on Uranus too. There is nothing like Uranus to give us the necessary boost to make changes - particularly aspecting the moon & the angles of the chart. Mostly it's that watching out of the corner of the eye for the openings . . . . with Pluto hitting your sun you know how important it is to stay calm & centered. And it sounds like your helpers are there to listen . . .
Hey! I just remembered I found this site about this incredible man who founded a school based on healing through the mind! I was just seeing if I could track down a translation for shin pa (a Japanese term I thought meant 'strong mind') and this is where I ended up!
Those of us who are artist "see" what is not yet. We are the pattern weavers and sometimes what we see is simply... not yet....
oh yah, that is so very true! The deep "dodo" I landed myself in with that one! It can be called "unmanifested potential" and there is many a human out there who has learned painful lessons with that one!
I think the Jupiter transit of Sag is going to be a biggie.
everything you desire we will dangle before you and make it seem so tangible then snatch it away<. Do you still trust?
Pure Venus in Scorpio and the lessons of appetite and self mastery. Delayed gratification. Jupiter is just finishing the transit there, magnifying your desire and pointing you to the essence of what that is. It will be most intersting when Jup leaves for Sag and your Sun rewarding you after being denied with spiritual riches. As far as I can tell.
i think the world better get a grip and get ready for when we Sadge planet people get going next year.
Venus is in detriment in Scorpio because, metaphysically, this is the sign in which the soul is compelled to renounce its attachment to objects of the senses. Scorpio's penetrating mind has gone through vast disenchantment with the shallowness of the gossipy parties and frivolous indulgences of the worldly Venus. Socially conscious Venusian Scorpions are capable of deliberately turning their backs upon a life of ease and redirecting themselves to a cause requiring privation and personal sacrifice. As a late autumn sign, Scorpio senses the coming of winter, and feels a need to strip down to essentials in order to identify with enduring values.
Jm, ja i agree, Venus in Scorpio in 8th has been one of my greatest teachers especially of the tanta (wholebeing) she is in exact mutual reception to Mars in Libra. Trans Neptune, currently on my prog Sun and square natsl Venus has been very felt last two years. Though this particular lesson has been ongoing for about 20yrs...landed here in 79 and never intended to stay...it is gardening i miss and community.
And while Venus has been directing much of this Urnaus who rules my Aqu asc has also been actively contributing. Uranus across the north node at 2-3 Pisces after going across the late AQ asc nearly killed me off- made me a "true believer" in astrology.
OMG! Glad to see y'all have been chatting away here, let me get out the tea and cookies! (I am a good hostess, really!) I've been busy and have to run some errands, but I will be back with some recipies and more chatter...Thanks for the recipes! Especially the blackberry sorbet. There are blackberries (the himalaya type) out behind my shop and every morning I go there I can't help but wade as far as i can stand (not far) out into the thorns and eat a couple of handfuls of the berries. MMM...heaven. I have always been that way, as kids in IL we had some undeveloped forestland nearby and we would go out in the summer and graze on the raspberries, gooseberries and blackberries about. My mom had a nice garden, we ate fresh veggies all summer and we also had a thornless raspberry bush. My mom couldn't believe that even tho the birds took their share, and the neighborhood kids (including ourselves) stripped it bare almost every morning, there was still two quarts of the fruits by afternoon that she would have to freeze or preserve somehow. I planted a couple of raspberries in the backyard here, funny, they are flowering now. Maybe I'll get a taste....:) On the other hand, my dad refused to eat blackberries. Apparently they lived on them during the depression, I don't know if it was the flavor or thorns, but he wouldn't have anyhting to do with them... Also thanks for the book suggestions...I'm always looking for new authors, I consume books very quickly, its an addiction thing :)...Thanks for visiting, I promise I'll be right back, hugs and smoochies ( :), Neith)Juno
Ah Hah!! Betcha your mom scolded you for reading under the covers too!!! My mom used the latest issues of Amazing magazine (early SciFi publication) to bribe me to do unpleasant chores . . . she knew she had a limited time window if she had hidden them because Scorps are very, very good at finding just about anything someone else has hidden. Check out the list of authors over on my blog too. And I have just a few more I can recommend . . . :-)
For me it is the community . . . for now, all of you wonderful people with whom I visit online are filling this need. The spinners group I used to spend time with is now predominately good "christian" women . . . and there is only so much of that I can handle without going off in the corner & tearing my hair out . . . :-) Thanks . . .
I am a creative individual attempting to encourage others to be as creative and individual as they desire... Humor and resilience are a preferable worldview compared to grief and despair...
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Yay!! Whistle!!! Clap!Clap!Clap!
Excellent choice for your Honorday shirts!! You Rock, Juno Jones!!
:-)
I notice you have comment moderation enabled . . . I started out doing that but it's kinda a pain in the a**!!!
yey-hey Juno!!! a little cheer from me on the sidelines.
The Honor day art looks great!
Best wishes with the blog, i'll be dropping by...especially if you have the best alfredo recipe or even a selection of runner's up to share.
Good going!
Yaaaaaayyyyyy Juno!!!!
Welcome to the wild, wacky, and free world of unencumbered, unpoliced, no holds barred, joyous self expression! With an audience already assembled.
This is great. I love to see the choices people make, and yours is elegant, with your touch of odd humor.(frogs! I love them).
Now. Cave Ranaculum?
And philip Dick?
OK I think I'm getting the hang of this, I really didn't want to bother with the moderation right away, but I must have missed it the first time around, thanks, guys for the heads-up!
OK, the first recipe will be for fettucine alfredo, I mentioned it to my husband, and of course he wants some tonight, so I'll keep a close eye on how I'm doing it these days and post that.
Hmmm, as for the title of the blog, its is (poor) latin for 'beware of the small frog'. It's something I made up for some friends in high school and when confronted with titling a blog I couldn't think of anything else that would be even vaguely original (or not taken yet)...I was originally going to have the subtitle "licking the universe one toad at a time", but thought better of it :)
Ahhh, Phil Dick (wicked smile) he's only my favoritist author in the whole world. He was sag and his books, although often wild speculative fiction, center around all-too-human people who are exploring the boundaries between human and not-human, sanity and...not...His stuff can be grim, but he always has a glimmer of hope at the end, I don't think his nature allowed him to be totally nihlistic. There is a movie recently released based on his novel "A Scanner Darkly" I haven't seen it yet, but I'm holding out some hope for it, it's supposed to be fairly accurate to the original story...what I find amazing about the timing is that this is the saturn return for the publication of the book in 1977, which won awards in europe and was forgotten in the US...Phil has been a favorite of mine since I was 14, I am glad that his fame is spreading, especially on the internet...
I'm just ticked that I can't get the profile to show my music faves section, guess i gotta keep tweaking....
Thanks for coming around, next course, fetuccine, later, banana bread... Juno
Oh yes indeed,Philip Kindred Dick with sun in galactic center, sure seemed to be listening to that attunment.
How about Poul Anderson, also a sag of same generation?
And AE van Vogt...The Silkie...
All those guys found space in my rucksack back in the ancient past, when i took off with keltter shoes to be climbing bum. Days before responsiblity really set in and i forgot that fiction existed for a saturn cycle. I've just found it again.
Looking forward to the fettuccine.
As to your ice cream woes. You live in wonderful blackberry country. One of my favorite things was to go out and pick the big himalayan and evergreen berries then just heat enough to make them sweat, run them through an "applesauce seive" to strain the juice add sweetener and lemon juice to taste then turn it through a small ice cream freezer-- mmm-mmm sorbet.
Dang i miss the northwest.
I've found good speculative fiction an amazing source of inspiration. The capacity of these writers to creative a whole new universe like Frank Herbert's Dune series takes my breath away. I've switched to reading women authors almost exculsively for quite some time. Sherri S. Tepper has some very interesting solutions in her books about how to solve some the dilemmas we're in now. Here's link to an interview w/her . . . she's a cancer- 7/16/1929:
http://www.locusmag.com/1998/Issues/09/Tepper.html
Yes, blackberries . . . yum!! We grow thorn-less varieties . . . great fruit & no pain!!! It took awhile before I would stick my arm through the canes to pick the berries . . . memories of wild blackberry canes were too vivid.
We made another 22 pts of 'kraut this morning. Great Pluto food, 'kraut . . . take plain ole cabbage, add salt & seasonings, put in a dark, cool place w/no oxygen . . . and it's reborn as 'kraut!! More vitamins - C, K & the B's, more accessible iron, potassium & selenium plus it tastes good!
Thanks Neith i'm always interested in a good read. Like you i've been reading women authors, not a conscious decision, just is...
Who i am currently reading is Ingrid Hill, Ursula Under it is quite the amazing book, she weaves an ancestral history through millenia and culture. The writing is some of the best i've encountered ever. AND she did it with 12 children, and a trip to Findland...
us.penguingroup.com/static/rguides/us/ursula_under.html
opps lost the tml on html
here's a tiny url that will take you to ursula under
http://tinyurl.com/knt5x
Thanks! That sounds like a good story & Ingrid Hill is a very interesting lady. I'll see if I can find a copy @ Amazon.com for my winter reading . . . too busy now . . . :-)
Dang i miss the northwest.
Could it be that the universe is making a suggestion with all the reminders of what you miss?!
:-)
Neith maybe you can figure out how i get to leave this area? Every every attempt is countered, something happens. And they are not little somethings... It's unbelievable really, if i told you the series of events...i'm doing as JM says trying not to resist toooooo much. The buddhists who have come from other lands, say that i am meant to be here as they are. And when we do what we are meant to do i will be released. Wish i knew... Maybe i should bop over to Raging Universe and ask swami Vish I nu, eh?
Meanwhile i appreciate what is in front of me, a cresent moon in an amethyst sky. Last night, perhaps the largest Bobcat i have ever seen waltzed up the yard to my kitchen door with a jackrabbit in his mouth, stopped, then sauntered over a little ridge and had dinner on the rock outcroppings just beneath my kitchen patio.
Earlier a young "bush wolf" a slender and friendly verson of coyote with a very bushy tail, who lives here (possibly a genetic fragment as perhaps are some of these bobcats, as they look like big grey lynxes with only nubs at the eartuff) dropped by for a brief visit, i am serious. A Raven brings little presents and drops them in my garden. Where else on planet earth is White Raven? Some thing is special here and i know it but i still long for other places like a lost part of my being.
Swami Vish I nu says go vith da flow. Iff you rrreally vant to leave....go. but remember, mooving is like pushing food around de plate. and all your little things come vith you rrright in the packing boxes.
Where are you tseka? We really are meant to be exactly where we are at the moment. But that doesn't mean that won't change in the next moment. I still think we have to see the rightness of where we are in order to get to the next right place. I had years of horror in my living spaces before I got my house in a quite spot, but in retrospect nothing could have been different in the process that got me here. It was really awful. The war zone for more years than I can count. Our transits often tell the story of why we are where we are when.
Some thing is special here and i know it but i still long for other places like a lost part of my being.
I think this is universal and constant. We do have a primordial memory of paradise, or else something in the chip that imagines it. I think this is meant to be as we live, learn, and try to earn our way to this pefect place we envision. It a motivating power, but also a cause of an impossible sadness. A continual ache.
It leads us to believe we are being punished in this earthly existence that is so full of discomfort. No place can really relieve that. But I think momentary pleasures and even joys are the compensation we are given. The white raven is one, for sure. I think the animals are here to keep us company and make it a little easier. They know.
Thanks Swami, recognizing the flow appears to be the problem, moving in effortless harmony in space and moment, a goal in sight, then out of nowhere whammo. This has been the dangdest lesson, jm, all my life i have pretty much let my instincts carry me, trusting... the past few years have almost been >everything you desire we will dangle before you and make it seem so tangible then snatch it away<. Do you still trust? and i answer,yes, still am optimistic in spite of all. I have a blessed life and know it.
i do not feel punished merely redirected like a child who has not learned yet.
Can't push the river.
Recently i have come to believe that tseka, is the lesson. The word means sacred dance, to carry the unformed into form, Those of us who are artist "see" what is not yet. We are the pattern weavers and sometimes what we see is simply...
not yet....
The patterns repeat to get our attention. And finally it did get mine. slow learner.
Tseka, Please note how you feel when Jupiter moves in Sagittarius this November. That will be giving a big lift to the spirits of all Sagittarius people. Plus keep an eye on Uranus too. There is nothing like Uranus to give us the necessary boost to make changes - particularly aspecting the moon & the angles of the chart. Mostly it's that watching out of the corner of the eye for the openings . . . . with Pluto hitting your sun you know how important it is to stay calm & centered. And it sounds like your helpers are there to listen . . .
Hey! I just remembered I found this site about this incredible man who founded a school based on healing through the mind! I was just seeing if I could track down a translation for shin pa (a Japanese term I thought meant 'strong mind') and this is where I ended up!
http://www.senninfoundation.com/tempu.html
Talk about a journey! This is one amazing man.
Those of us who are artist "see" what is not yet. We are the pattern weavers and sometimes what we see is simply...
not yet....
oh yah, that is so very true! The deep "dodo" I landed myself in with that one! It can be called "unmanifested potential" and there is many a human out there who has learned painful lessons with that one!
I think the Jupiter transit of Sag is going to be a biggie.
everything you desire we will dangle before you and make it seem so tangible then snatch it away<. Do you still trust?
Pure Venus in Scorpio and the lessons of appetite and self mastery. Delayed gratification. Jupiter is just finishing the transit there, magnifying your desire and pointing you to the essence of what that is. It will be most intersting when Jup leaves for Sag and your Sun rewarding you after being denied with spiritual riches. As far as I can tell.
i think the world better get a grip and get ready for when we Sadge planet people get going next year.
tseka.
This is from Astrology:the Divine Science.
Venus is in detriment in Scorpio because, metaphysically, this is the sign in which the soul is compelled to renounce its attachment to objects of the senses. Scorpio's penetrating mind has gone through vast disenchantment with the shallowness of the gossipy parties and frivolous indulgences of the worldly Venus. Socially conscious Venusian Scorpions are capable of deliberately turning their backs upon a life of ease and redirecting themselves to a cause requiring privation and personal sacrifice. As a late autumn sign, Scorpio senses the coming of winter, and feels a need to strip down to essentials in order to identify with enduring values.
Jm, ja i agree, Venus in Scorpio in 8th has been one of my greatest teachers especially of the tanta (wholebeing) she is in exact mutual reception to Mars in Libra. Trans Neptune, currently on my prog Sun and square natsl Venus has been very felt last two years. Though this particular lesson has been ongoing for about 20yrs...landed here in 79 and never intended to stay...it is gardening i miss and community.
And while Venus has been directing much of this Urnaus who rules my Aqu asc has also been actively contributing. Uranus across the north node at 2-3 Pisces after going across the late AQ asc nearly killed me off- made me a "true believer" in astrology.
OMG! Glad to see y'all have been chatting away here, let me get out the tea and cookies! (I am a good hostess, really!) I've been busy and have to run some errands, but I will be back with some recipies and more chatter...Thanks for the recipes! Especially the blackberry sorbet. There are blackberries (the himalaya type) out behind my shop and every morning I go there I can't help but wade as far as i can stand (not far) out into the thorns and eat a couple of handfuls of the berries. MMM...heaven. I have always been that way, as kids in IL we had some undeveloped forestland nearby and we would go out in the summer and graze on the raspberries, gooseberries and blackberries about. My mom had a nice garden, we ate fresh veggies all summer and we also had a thornless raspberry bush. My mom couldn't believe that even tho the birds took their share, and the neighborhood kids (including ourselves) stripped it bare almost every morning, there was still two quarts of the fruits by afternoon that she would have to freeze or preserve somehow. I planted a couple of raspberries in the backyard here, funny, they are flowering now. Maybe I'll get a taste....:) On the other hand, my dad refused to eat blackberries. Apparently they lived on them during the depression, I don't know if it was the flavor or thorns, but he wouldn't have anyhting to do with them...
Also thanks for the book suggestions...I'm always looking for new authors, I consume books very quickly, its an addiction thing :)...Thanks for visiting, I promise I'll be right back, hugs and smoochies ( :), Neith)Juno
Ah Hah!! Betcha your mom scolded you for reading under the covers too!!! My mom used the latest issues of Amazing magazine (early SciFi publication) to bribe me to do unpleasant chores . . . she knew she had a limited time window if she had hidden them because Scorps are very, very good at finding just about anything someone else has hidden. Check out the list of authors over on my blog too. And I have just a few more I can recommend . . . :-)
it is gardening i miss and community.
For me it is the community . . . for now, all of you wonderful people with whom I visit online are filling this need. The spinners group I used to spend time with is now predominately good "christian" women . . . and there is only so much of that I can handle without going off in the corner & tearing my hair out . . . :-) Thanks . . .
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