Friday, December 27, 2019

December 27th 2019
The tarot of the day is The Seven of Wands
This is pretty true. Represents initiative,ambition drive and desire. Risk- taking.The card shows a woman walking. She is a warrior and has vanquished adversaries against all odds.
What a crazy week. Like being part of my own little carnival. Some fun,some tears but gladly all is well. Moving into a new decade. How exciting life will be. I just know this will Everything is washed away. Just like Grandma at Coney Island. How often I sat on that beach looking over the water and wondering what was out there. Now I think I know. 20 years looking out over a horizon. Out of train and bus windows wondering what is there, ever for me. I took a few figures down to Hopkins Pond. The funny ones that look like bushman. I need to think of a name. Individual names. Edited the photos on my laptop.  Not bad for the first round.Least I didn't fall in the water. There were very well behaved. Sat in the back basket of my bike. I spray painted the shoes on the shoe launcher guy. So much more to do but now that the story is set. I'm good to go. I have to type tomorrow. It's all in my head along with everything else I store up there.

Thursday, December 26, 2019

December 26th  2019
I have decided to choose my method of selecting the Tarot of the day electronically.
The spirit world communicates that way so let's see what the spirits have to say!
uh oh..........The Lovers,really? Are you kidding me? My whole world has turned upside down
since cupid fired the arrow and knocked me off my feet. I have a Teen Arts Festival to organize
and a proposal to finish, for crying in a bucket!
Anyway,had a major meltdown last night. I wish I could blame it on drinking too much wine but I can't. I think it might have been I still miss my little Ginny. I can say "Oh I lost my dog but I'm okay"
I don't think I really let myself grieve . Well  I sure did last night. My poor sweet friend is probably still in shock but at least he saved my sister a trip from NYC. I remember freaking out on 34th Street in NYC few years ago on my birthday. I was having a hot dog from a crummy cart. The the year mom died coming home on the bus. And the time some kid at PAFA said my work was disturbed. Just too many to list. So whatever. Today will be better. I'm taking the bush people to the pond to take some photos. I realize the walls  of my studio are closing in on me. I have to step back and evaluate what I have and put it together. The story will end after the the freaks save Grandma,we go to the wedding reception and ride home. It will pick up years later after the storyteller is grown,grandma gone and and freaks have left Coney Island. The story teller has to find them.I was going to make pitch cards but that is too literal. I want this to be original and a tad seedy.

Wednesday, December 25, 2019

December 25, 2019
Christmas Day
 The tarot card of the day is The Hermit
When you become aware of the true road  there will nothing can stand in your way. Life has challenged you but you are prepared to make the best of the future

Tuesday, December 24, 2019

December 24 2019 Christmas Eve
The Card to day is Seven of Pentacles
If I read this intuitively it shows a sad man staring at all his stuff. Lonely maybe.I woke up at 1am. Eureka! I figured it out. So how to write it to remember or how to put it down. A list of course a list.
The first trip to Coney Island was a preview. A walk about to get the feel for the place. Stepped off the bus and wow. I was in heaven. I could see forever over that water. I sat on the beach to think.
Okay,I thought but now what. The water was warm. The beach hot. I hadn't prepared well but I did go in the water up to my knees. Had no spare clothes. I could feel the waves slowly come in . There was the great wonder wheel. Just like it always had been. I didn't go on it. Just stared. I was dragging all kinds of useless stuff. Books ,notebooks,camera crap. I was nervous someone would befriend me on the bus. Talk about fear! Someone tagging along. I found the Merry-Go Round. The music was blaring so of course I investigated. I sat and watched  and listened to the music. Only thing I like about cell phones is it remembers the date. It was July 19th 2018. I sat up,and walked over to the gate and said " I'll have 1 ticket". I made sure I picked out a horse that would go up and down.I was all by myself riding like the wind on my chestnut colored steed. The ride didn't last long and I had more exploring to do. The ride gave me courage. I head back to the beach and decide to take out my little alligator people

Monday, December 23, 2019

The Blog is Back!

                                 Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong
                                 Under the shade of a cooibah tree
                                 He sang as he watched and waited 'till his billy boiled
                                 You'll come a- waltzing Matilda with me.

                                Waltzing Matilda,Waltzing Matilda
                                 You'll come a- waltzing Matilda with me
                                 He sang as he watched and waited 'till his billy boiled
                                you'll come a waltzing Matilda with me
                                 Down came a jumbuck to drink at the billabong
                                Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee,
                                he sang and he shoved that jumbug in his tucker bag
                                You'll come a- waltzing Matilda with me

                                Up rode the squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred
                               Up rode the troopers, one,two, three
                               With the jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag?
                               You'll come a- waltzing Matilda with me.
                               Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
                                You'll come a- Waltzing Matilda with me
                               With the jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag
                                You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.

                               Up jumped the swagman and sprang into the billabong
                               You'll never catch me alive, said he.
                               And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong
                               you'll come a- waltzing Matilda with me

                              Waltzing Matilda,Waltzing Matilda
                              You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me
                              his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong
                              You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me
                               Oh you'll come a waltzing Matilda with me





THe Ace of Pentacles

December 23 2019
It's been a long time since I wrote. I always started with pulling a card from the Tarot deck
so here  we is the ACE of PENTACLES.This is a good card. I took a class in how to read the cards intuitively.  you interpret what you see ,its all good in this one.
So why now. No sure. I just read the posts from so many years ago. How the hell did I survive all that crap? It's almost as though it never happened. Like a whole big chunk of my life just went puff  and disappeared.  Mom's gone. I thought I would never recover. I remember the first Christmas after she died I made an arrange of greens to take to her grave. The only thing I had on hand for a container was a big wooden shoe. Ridiculous. Who puts a wooden  shoe filled with tree limbs on their mother's grave.I'm going to visit. Haven't had the courage but a very sweet person as offered to go with me. You know what? No one ever has. I hope I don't go kablooey. I'm sure not taking a shoe He'll think I'm a nut!
I do remember going to a cemetery  in Taos,  New Mexico. It was on the rode to Taos Pueblo.
There were wooden crosses and all types of things on the graves {I have to get my dictionary out,
always wrote with the dictionary because I can't spell} anyway I will take something of mom's to place on her stone. I haven't seen the stone but it is supposed to look like my father's. I picked his out.Pink stone with roses. I'll take something of his or maybe I'll get a cigar. This is good . I have a plan
As far as the rest? Katie is gone, Lucille,Polly . Polly dies in bed and the radio was playing Waltzing Matilda. So............. Matilda was born the day Polly died. Still have Ellie. There was Ginny .Ginny
was a rescue and had lot's of issues but she was a sweet little dachshund.I held in my arms wen she went into cardiac arrest and died. Now it's just me,Matilda and Ellie. We'll be just fine/
                                                                 Matilda as a child