Sorry to be away.

I was dealing with a really bad depressive episode. I'm still not entirely over it but I'm seeing the light at the end of the tunnel again.
I hope to be able to restart Inspiration Mondays tomorrow.

Never let it be said that I didn't try hard to run from my destiny...

Saturday morning I pulled a rune for a 'forecast' of what would happen Sunday during my class on "Connecting to the Universal Muse". The Rune I pulled was The Blank Rune called Wyrd.
The website Bewitching ways www.bewitchingways.com gives us:

"Runes are thought of as mysterious, as secrets, and the Blank Rune is the biggest secret of all-the secret of Fate. It stands apart from the rest of the runes, even as it has become a part of the divination system. It represents the X in the human condition.

The Blank Rune is also called Wyrd (pronounced "weird"), which is the collective name given to the Norns, the three goddesses or fates of Teutonic mythology. Their individual names are Urd, Verdandi, and Skuld; they represent the three aspects of time-past, present, and future. The Norns rule over the karma that each person has accrued during his or her incarnation.
Wyrd indicates fate-those events that are fated or inevitable. They cannot be evaded, no matter what you do. Those events indicated in the reading may be good or bad, and the other runes in the cast will determine the nature of the event.

Wyrd also indicates fatefulness. When it falls in a prominent position, it indicates that if a particular step or choice is taken, life will never be the same again. Again, this could be good or bad. The rune or runes in the result position will often guide the querent as to what move he or she should make.

Finally, the Blank Rune in a reading can indicate anything that must be kept secret for the good of the querent. It can signify things relating to others that the querent has no business knowing. Wyrd is often prominent in rune casts where the querent is asking for information that is none of his business."

I immediately realized I was going to meet someone there who would change my life for the better. I also put it out of my mind as I already had enough to worry about and my stage fright was already giving me chills.

After a bad night I was able to catch an hours nap and went to the Gallery. 

Once there I met Michele. She was a woman I met the week before but was too tired to read for her, she however remembered me and already had plans for me. Through out the day she would tell me little bits about how she coached people who were Life Coaches and who give talks to large groups I guess they are called Motivational Speakers. She is convinced I would be a perfect fit for a project she is putting together but has not explained everything to me yet. 

The talk went well but only 5 people showed up. Not that I should have expected more, it was poorly promoted and half of the people were my friends. I still did very well considering my lack of sleep. I'm still shocked by how people react to me when I speak to groups. I feel a little bit unworthy of the attention and yet I can't begin to tell you how blessed I feel that I have this obvious gift with people. The attendees loved the talk and afterward Michele, Eric (my best friend) and I discussed teaching and where I may be going from there and Eric getting into teaching Taichi. 

I'm looking forward to Michele and I having the time to sit and discuss what she wants from me and what she can offer me.

My big day is going to stress me to death.

I'm giving a class today on "Connecting to the Universal Muse". It's the very first time I've even given a class on Metaphysics and it's to a group of people at a small but influential Art Gallery ( http://www.tymegallery.com/ ) in Havertown PA.
So my IBS (Irritable Bowel Syndrome) has acting up for days, I'm so nervous I'm having trouble sleeping and to top things off last night the boiler died and now I have no hot water to take a bath and there is limited heat in the house. The banging of the pipes helped SOOO much to make the sleep thing better and now I'm stinky, sleepy and a slew of other dwarfs that do not want to be around other living things.

I have 5 hours to make myself a happy loving human-being. Pray for the world my friends... Pray for them.

My first dog: Jupiter.

My family has always had animals. Our first family pet was a dog named Midnight but this is not his story. This is the story of my first personal "I picked him out myself' dog Jupiter.

My sister Cathy had a friend named Meg that she used to get high with (not that I knew it at the time. I was oblivious to such things). Meg's dog had had puppies and I was allowed to play with them. One puppy in particular I just fell in love with and I decided he had to be mine. Now as innocent as I was in some ways I was a a master manipulator and knew just how to get my mother to agree to my having a puppy.
My father had died only a few months ago and Midnight pined for him until he passed away as well. Mom was kind of relieved because Middy (or Beef as we actually called him) was a very bad dog always escaping and getting the bitches in the neighborhood pregnant, so she was kind of glad to be rid of the old dog.
I turned on the water works a talent I had at the time, and asked mom if I could have the puppy because we now had a huge fence around the back yard and wouldn't have to worry about him getting loose and he was so cute, besides NOW THAT I WAS FATHERLESS I NEEDED SOMETHING TO LOVE. Yes I actually used my dead father against my Mom to get my puppy. Yes I was an evil little fucker. Well Mom relented after telling me no for a few days and then I finally told Meg's mom that I had permission to take my puppy home and sneaking Jupiter into my closet for a day. Once she saw him she melted (as I knew she would) and let me keep him (and I was told they would not take the puppy back).
I adored Jupiter and we were constant companions for about a week, then the unthinkable happened. My friend Tim came over to swim in our above ground pool with me and left the back gate open. Jupiter ran out while I wasn't looking and all I really remember is the squeal of tires. I ran out to the front of the house and a car was on my lawn and my puppy was dead in the street. The lady had tried to swerve to miss him but couldn't react in time and I lost a little bit of my youth that day. In the space of 4 months I had lost my dad and 2 dogs. (damn it I'm crying now)

Blessed Samhain!

It's Monday morning and I've been up all night watching the spirit world turn around me. The look of shock when they realize YOU can see THEM is fun.

Update on the readings from Saturday.

I had a ball and really helped some people who were in desperate need of some common sense advice and spirit wisdom. I also made a small but nice cash haul for myself that went to buying a new (refurb. actually) Nintendo DS light and some other things I actually NEED.
Now I have the class I'm teaching on Sunday and I'll be done with the mystical things until the new year.