Poseidon welled up through my 10th House Neptune~Mercury conjunction, dutifully commanded softly… well, as softly as Poseidon is able with the full force of Nature…
Stop crying. You’re wasting water.
You need that up here. All you have is your own now. All you have is you.
Keep it.
All you have is your own now. Keep it.
Your job is simple, no less intense for it, though simple.
Keep it.
Stop bowing. What message do you have for yourself IN this experience?
Feel it. Say it out loud. Hear it.
There’s only one way to honor it and allow it to develop in your Soul Garden and amend your soil without YOU being the fertilizer…
and wisen your future experiences in the perpetual present.
I Don’t Dissolve
I’m from the depths, and I know Hades, and I know you are now nowhere near dead. Just dead tired, beaten down with and only now you are
blood and sand and wind and cold.
If you don’t make it off this pile of rocks, your message will die on the vine. Then, no use to you. No, if you croak here and become a Bio class skeleton!…
Get up!!
Get up to KEEP IT!!
(c) 2010 Jordan Hoggard Her fully grounded out-of-body experience flying as high as her roots go deep
Yoniverse, fresh, nurturing, carrying to full term to bring to life, Great Mother
established, down-to-earth spirit, wisdom, new spirit, activation… on a bad day is the stubborn and unbending traditionalist
I Rose Up & Called Out
Death is the Mother of memory, organic fertilizer, nourishes dreams, ideas, intuitions, imagination. Death does not get me now except to amend the soil in the garden of ME, but not yet WITH me!
YES!, I AM MOST LIKELY GOING TO die today, turning back up to point at the unseen summit over several pitches, though I’m going to die going fuqin THAT way!
At the Top Again
At the top, still not yet having begun to down-climb in the dark from 14,363 feet to 10k+ to base camp. I didn’t make haste. I didn’t attempt to go straight back down to safety. I suddenly got in NO HURRY WHATSOEVER. And, I took a side trip. I ambled back up to the top. Why go down when I’m already here. Won’t be able to do this tomorrow. When in Rome!
I’m Here. Experience.
I’m here. Back to the top to sit. Not for long, though I need to rest. Can’t go to sleep. Wouldn’t wake up. Important. Don’t go to sleep. Like a concussion. Don’t go to sleep! Sit. Sit with the experience NOW.
Need to sit.
I walked back up from the pre-summit mini-plateau to the summit where I had been earlier, had penciled my name in on the log sheet in the plastic envelope now flap-smacking in the wind on the pole set in rocks almost mocking me. Then,
… Oh. You’re not mocking me. You’re waving my shoestring flag of being out on a limb. That’s ma flag.. Felt the groggy pushing. Thank you.
Well, certainly don’t pencil yourself in. Don;t allow yourself to be penciled in. Don’t do it in blood, either. Be fluid. Be direct. Oh dafuq, that’s a problem. I’m fuckin’ with myself. Big prob up here. That’s like desiccated hubris AT oneself. Not good. That tired. Too tired. Mind energy.No fighting. That’s a waste. Be. Experience. Continue.
Who was it, Brene Brown? Yes, Brene Brown expressed, Vulnerability is the birthplace of courage.
Though I may have caused a future need for Soul Retrieval that day for continually shedding whole beings of myself shedding-soul-dumping 6 times at least… l, moving slowly back up the scree field to drop weight away that day….
No. I didn’t Do that at all. Yes, I dropped whole portions of myself in positive liposuction to lighten, though, in doing I revealed myself to myself, my colors. And, 3+ years of bi-weekly/monthly Brainspotting 15 years later? I secured me back, back here WITH my imagination and creativity to come back anew. NOW! The snake my skin shedded. The snake my skin not missed for the splendor of my own colors found… the meaning is…
Experience
Across one afternoon and dusk and evening and night Where I became only blood and a sand and wind and cold… now around midnight… I found myself. I was blissful. A bit deluded and/or out of sorts I’m sure. Though, I found myself. And then? I came to. I didn’t lose all the beauty of the transcendence. Not. At. All. AND. I also found myself in seriously intense trouble. Hmmmm, so I found myself in trouble.
And,
I don’t dafuqin waste trouble, that ‘s for sure. THAT woke me up from places beyond exhaustion. Sitting there at the summit… My SOP M.O. of DON’T WASTE TROUBLE came back on line.
Feel it. Hear it inside. I feel it. I hear it deep inside like a grown building to the beast that is me. (NO ! Need with a beast. They already are). Step back and open to resonance and space to expand until it settles. Settling. Full on chaos of Nature inside, settles, deep water silently flowing, and top of lake made of glass. Top lake of glass. The top of the lake is now made of glass, so STAND UP! Now, say it.
I’m still surprised I didn’t fall asleep up there that exhausted, though. Surprised and not that I came to. Though, how could I not? I was only half way through on the long road home. Until you’re off, you’re still on. Knock me dafuq completely out, or I’m still a problem, as the saying goes. When you’re alive, you always have something to be alive for… if none other than that you are… alive.
Keep it, I heard again. Softly at first.
Adversity doesn’t build character. It reveals it. ~ James Lane Allen’s words came through, and…
Keep it, I…
oh, no voice. All dried out. I don’t waste trouble!, I thought, so…
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I feel there is an almost shamanistic quality to feeling someone’s intensity in their presence, through the universe of their eyes, that wholly intense beauty of Nature’s power itself spoken in the eyes or the place, genius loci. Beauty is ablution. Presence is ablution. Youth and age and craggy-faced memories telling stories are ablution. Intensity comes around to focus, conscious or unconscious, and immersion.
There’s a purity I feel in Intensity, and honesty. An honesty like Nature’ll kill ya, and it will also support and embrace you very much when you find your own Nature within. Do we really never get there? Are we there yet? Nah, I feel we get there all the time. Any inspiration or big smile or torrential cry… those are temporary glimpses of how YOU are enlightening.
Like sunbeams coming through the trees. And, it’s not poisoned by experience. I feel enlightenment is tempered by it. Not saying I’m enlightened, though I’ve had plenty of Hanged Man Moments so to speak you are CERTAIN their might not be a way off the mountain of the experience so to speak.
Though, maybe it’s not 100% uncut identity that is intense, as that’s not intensity, that’s potency. Like cranberry juice. At 100%, uncut, it’s toxic. Legally, it has to be mixed with apple juice or other. There it is. Immersion in intensity is…:
Immersion is ablution. ~ Jordan Hoggard
Here’s a link to my Pinterest board, Presence As Architecture. Happy, sad, glad, mad, pensive, joyous, dangerous, etc etc. These people, animals, places, and things strike me with their presence as being Natural. That gets me every time. It’s like sharing a hot spring, or a forest path. The people and animals and places and thing in these pictures haven’t said a damn thing to me, with words, and they may have just told me all I need to know… Each and every one of them. People, places, and things. Animals. Call ‘em nouns. Except these nouns? I’m fairly certain these Nouns have consumed their share of verbs.
Instead of saying Enjoy!, I’ll not color it with anything other than me expressing a portion of my perspective above, and to say, Experience what you feel when you visit these Verb Eaters who I feel have… Presence As Architecture.
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Thank You Tuesdays has now been moved to Sunday and is now Serendipity Intineraries. This post series is about sharing my weekly blog field trips, my eExperiences, so that maybe you find some new people who you resonate with, enjoy and/or follow and/or simply have a mini-library of places to visit, to expand your experience. I notice that on the blogs I resonate with, I often also resonate with who they resonate with. So, to strike more resonant chords in this world… Welcome to the week’s Serendipity Itinerary.
Explore the Serendipity Itineraries each week where I share the stacked stone cairn trailheads of paths I’ve experienced over the past week. People I follow, new people and places I’ve found, and sometimes just because a topic or person came to mind. Reasons are unreasonable here. Enjoy your experiential potentiality menu.
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Serendipity Itinerary for June 7th
Bonnie Hubly ~ Watercolors on Pinterest. Full. Robust. Full of feeling and Robustly fluid fluency and flow. Majestic. Gorgeous watercolors. Hi Mom! Of COURSE you’re 1st bill. Everybody’s 2nd to a Great Mom. Love, Jordan
Joanne Sprott ~ Cosmic Whispers. Let’s Walk the Spiral Path Together. Poetry, depthful thought, and generally all things Joanne = things that matter and have substance and are important and/or are simply interesting.
Croque-Melpomene ~ Author of Within Paravent Walls. Pentalingual Idealist. Writer of psycho-corporeal Poetry. Creator of Croque-Melpomene & Les Femmes de la Décadence.
Saania2086 ~ Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun! If P, then Q. If you want good sense, then go here to see what dynamic mind dish is being served up today.
cocinaitaly ~ Elganspo, comida italiana. Hungry? Hungry for edible beauty, aesthetic eats? Exquisite is a word. Edibly exquisite is two words. Grab a friend, and go experience this. What will your words be?
Jane Lurie Photography ~ powerful, evocative freeze-frames of architectural images that are definitely not secretly active. These images live out loud! They are refined. And they are as natural as they are refined, like an exquisitely cut emerald or sapphire or ruby kind of refined. There’s nothing hidden in the rough here. These beauties have some pipes in their visual voice.
Mary K. Greer’s Tarot Blog ~ Tarot helps you meet whatever comes in the best possible way. Mary matters. Professionally. As a person. As an author. Mary matters. Sweet and direct and courageous and inventive and FUN. Oh, she was a wicked cool sense of humor. Many deep wells feed Mary’s work. Warning: Immersion here may lead to ablution.
Charlotte Heather ~ Soprano. Charlotte and her partner are doing weekly balcony concerts in the UK!
Christina Schmidt, MA ~ Sassy Scorpion Tarot. Yes, the name says it all. And, it’s all true. Intense. On, not off. Sassy, Scorpionic depths to immerse yourself like in a Tarot hot spring. Go for the spring, stay for the spring in your step after.
Dr. Eric Perry ~ Psychology to Motivate | Inspire | Uplift. Wonderfully full and relevant and engaged Psychology articles with clarity of voice. I full-on dig when things are as robust as they are clear, especially when directly dealing with intensities. This site, is certainly that.
Holly Troy ~ Cosmic Holly. Perennial Gemini in bloom. Naturalized. Excellent garden with music, too! Creative voice in multiple formats. Polymath? Go see.
The Dihedral ~ More than just climbing. A lot more. And, climbing is a lot in itself. Read a new route today at The Dihedral.
Trini Lind ~ Paths of the Spirit. Create a path of Light with your Life
Charlescearl’s Weblog ~ Musings on fascinating things. Important and fascinating things well said.
Cristian Mihai ~ Professional Blogger. Sense & Sensibility meets the info age? He’s not afraid to say it, say whatever he says. No walking on eggshells here, well, unless he starts making compost for the garden.
Susi Bocks ~ I Write Her. My words for Susi’s writing go something like this. You talk a good game, Dood, but can you box? Yes, Susi Bocks. Concision has never had so much consistent depth.
Karen Sealey ~ The Pure & Blessed Tarot. The Discarded Oracle is coming to life! And, other ramblings and musings with no pulled punches, and lots of exquisite surprises along the way.
The Alchemist’s Studio ~ Raku, vessels, Alchemy in action. Pottery with heart and soul PLUS some PUNitive humor to boot. Don’t miss the Hens!
Laleh Chini ~ A Voice From Iran. Check and inspect your expectations at the door. The storytelling, short stories, fables, and folk tales will… well, you’ll see.
And, The Finale. From 2004? Waaaayyy still relevant.
Wise AND Hilarious
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…Yes, we are. Well put. When we are not ourselves, when we do not actionably put into place our dreams, there’s a hole in the Universe puzzle where we were supposed to be. No reason to be MIA from oneself in one’s own life. It’s impossible to hide from ourselves anyway as we know where we are. Though, strangely as it were, people ARE able to hide themselves away from themselves. Beautifully En Ig Mat Ic.
I Prefer
I prefer to reveal character and keep my boundaries on a workout regimen to both train people how to treat me, as well as enhance, reinforce, and strengthen them. Them, meaning my own character of identity, and them meaning other people as I feel we enhance and amplify one another as we stretch together experiencing one another’s perspective.
That In
That in itself is simply one tool I use to tune the clarity of my voice and vision through action as one would tune a piano. Not nebulous at all. A little Neptunian boundarylessness, though not vague. And, maybe not even a tool at all as more often than not it’s simply how I operate. Practice 10,000 kicks and cool, though so what? Practice one kick 10,000 times, and the mind forgets as the body remembers. Things focused on and immersed in or with integrate things naturally. That’s why it erodes people over time to stay in negative or toxic environments, regardless of how centered they are. Water conforms to its cup. You get shaped. Shit spatters, and that stuff gets in.
Water Conforms
Water confirms to its cup.
Empty your mind, be formless, shapeless – like water. Now you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup, you put water into a bottle, it becomes the bottle, you put it in ateapot, it becomes the teapot. Now water can flow or it can crash. ~ Bruce Lee
Be fluid, though don’t blindly go with the flow. Only dead fish go with the flow. Turn upstream to strengthen. Experience the water bringing the food downstream to you.
There Are
There are no dead end roads. When you get to the end of one, what’s the view? What’s the vantage point? What’s the advantage point? Pause. What’s the workability there you would have otherwise never experienced? Can there be any MORE questions in this paragraph?
Experience The Advantage Point before going, hmmmppph. Worth keeping the experience? Cool. New jewel of experience. Not Worth keeping? Just as cool, so don’t. Cut it. Drop it. Dissolve-evaporate-release it fully. No goodbyes, certainly no long goodbyes. Let go like deadheading pansies, and feel your energy no longer spent there further fuel what you do keep. Feel how deadheading keeps things fresh and viscerally vibrant.
As I
As I expressed in the Imagination Primer book portion of Tarot in the Land of Mystereum ( (c) 2011 Jordan Hoggard, published by Schiffer Publications 2011), Forgetting is for getting. It makes more room for the good stuff. There are also no failures. Only OFLEs. OpportunitIes For Learning Experienced. I don’t look for the positive in negative situations. I look for the workability.
As soon as as you concern yourself with the ‘good’ or ‘bad’ of your fellows, you create an opening in your heart for maliciousness to enter. Testing, competing with, and criticizing others weakens and defeats you. ~ Morihei Ueshiba
Embrace the creation and destruction and making and Death As the Master Gardener in the unforgivingly interrogating tensions of the creative act where edits are integrated and/or disappeared as effortlessly as chaff, from wheat, in the wind.
Just like Nature’ll kill ya in an instant high above treeline above 14,000 feet on a 14’er, allow YOUR Inner Nature to be as natural. Roll the weather in and out through the world of your creativity As Nature does in the world. No malice. No rage. No happy or sad or glad. 100%, pure, uncut identity. That’s intensity. Take the care of the Alchemist, though. Like 100% cranberry juice is toxic, has to be cut with apple juice or other, so it is with your deep well, your Inner Inhertiances and innate talents you’ve developed into abilities. Do you flow or crash? People conform to the cup and vessel of their world. What shape have you made your world into on the potter’s wheel of your life? How do YOU grow a Lotus out of the mud so to speak?
Quoted from After II right here by Jordan Hoggard. Today, JordanHoggard.com
Heck, Even
Heck, even fear and stress are solid navigation tools when not allowed to be hijacked by anxiety which distorts it into being afraid. DUCK! Yep, glad I listened. Fear can be like radar, like a cone zone on the highway. No need to drive through the cones and off the portion of the bridge that’s out. Well, if you have a flying car… Otherwise, that’s on you.
Perspective
And, Fear
And, FEAR, like the butterflies in the stomach before a speech kind of fear that’s really your body warming you up, your nerves reaching out, your nerves engaged in preparation for activity. Your anxiety will never tell you you are in danger, because anxiety is what will get you in danger in the 1st place. Fear doesn’t step in the pothole twice. The next time, fear will walk you around a different way never to engage that pothole again.
Before the Speech
Before the speech? Your Will will tell you it’s just warming up the car, preparation for activity nerves. Fear, is Radar Love. FEAR. Feeling Energized And Ready yet?
I may be hated for this, though, I’ll say it without shame or recourse as it’s not something I need to explain. I Intend to simply express it.
Time is too valuable. Yours. Mine. Both/And. There’s no either/or on that.
2 Weeks
2 weeks prior to the shutdown, I opened back up my blog after a 5-year radio silence (another story).
There you go. That’s it. I am glad I gave myself the swift kick to jump start myself once I had done what I needed to over the 5 years plus-minus, and been free of the mess — another‘s, mine simply allowed it in. I will certainly own that — I needed to clean up. And, I did.
What did I do? 3+ years of bi-weekly.monthly Brainspotting sessions. As a Psychologist in the UK expressed, I’ll call her C… That’s hardcore. Yes, though hardcore was necessary. Frankly, hardcore was minimum. Had to be addressed, Had to be addressed robustly and fully.
The Strong Survive?
You see, I feel, yes, the strong survive… in all the times in between times like now. But, not now. Now, the strong may fall away like chaff from wheat in the wind. Now, in this-pandemic in-between epochal time, the adaptable thrive. Not to forsake anyone suffering, though I am not suffering. Quite the contrary. And, I know better than to put my life on hold until everyone else is better. I feel that’s just false empathy that is self-destructive behavior.
Up on the mountain, Mt Democrat near Breckinridge in October 1998 — ?, 1999?… cool that something this vivid has fired time. Now, I don’t really recall except to pin it at 2+ decades ago. I was above treeline, at 14.363+ feet. So, let’s generalize and switch the personage since it’s not trauma for me anymore. Let’s switch it not to You, though to the editorial you.
You’re on the ride. Nature’ll kill ya. Regardless of your experience level, Nature’ll kill ya.
You slip off the back cornice into the scree field. You slide. You slowly slide for 2,500 vertical feet the wrong way down. The front of the mountain to down is a story. The back side down has a 2+ second drop-off. That’s death. You maybe can, though I can’t survive a 2+ second fall onto craggy rocks. Well, I don’t know that, so I’ll mod the statement. It’s most likely that I can’t survive a 2+ second fall onto craggy rocks. Thousand 1, thousand 2, click.
So, you’re stuck. You accidentally made just THAT mistake, an honest one, though nonetheless made it, and Nature doesn’t discern forgiveness that way. At this altitude in these conditions, Nature’ll kill ya. Instantly, without hesitation.
You slipped at 2pm when you should be getting off the mountain the other way. 1 hour. 2 hours. The sun starts to set behind the rim of the bowl.
1 more hour, 2. It was 73 degrees F When you slipped. Now? It‘s 23 F going to 19 F. A storm comes in, you’re still day-dressed. Shorts and a T-shirt because you carried the heavy 2 cases of water up while someone else packed your fluffy ski coat in their pack..
What was 73 degrees F, after the sun dropped below the crescent of the bowl, is now in no less than 4 hours, 23. Then, after 6 hours? 19-degrees F. It’s late October. I reiterate the temp. 19. In shorts and a T-shirt, that’s butt-ass frickin cold.
You Skip
You skip the long, middle heart of the story here, because now you’re not there anymore, have received the message, have healed the shock, have told the story time and time again, and are now relatively tired of just the feat of the story. Now, you’re here. You’re here, now, again.
Though, the memory, now not charged anymore is indelible. You’re bleeding at the summit with no water. Blood and sand. You’re by yourself past midnight having made it back to the fateful back basalt cornice At the top. Nothing but yourself and just shy of 14,363 feet above sea level and 19 F. Actually, trauma soul-skins were shedded on the backside scree field. You are less than yourself. Stripped down to, Adversity doesn’t build character. It reveals it. ~ James Lane Allen. You’ve disassociated the pain as simply a sensation as you don’t have time for entertaining your will crumbling to crippled.
And now? It’s dark. It’s 19 degrees F. Sand-Aid bandaids NOT by Curad. You pack the sanguine blood flows with sand. Face. Forehead. Left knee. Calves. Hands. You work hard with sand to keep your red life inside, not bleed out. I’m done. I want to get off this. No more. I can’t take anymore. You never have that thought. If you did, you could sit down. And die, as that’s a way off the mountain. But, you can’t. You’re alive, and that’s that.
Life’s Not a Ride
Life’s not a ride like that you can get off of. Neither is the pandemic.. At that time on the mountain, above treeline, in the dark, freezing, living ion blood and sand, you live, or you do not live. And, until you’re off the mountain, until December 2020 when it’s settled and safe… you’re not. You must take care. You must adapt. You must do this until you get back down. THere’s no deadline. There’s no hurry. There’s no rest.
Statements liKe that above just don’t mean anything in these times. We can’t complain or whine our way out. It’s not over until it’s over, and until then, you’re on the mountain. You can’t just intolerate the situation to make it better. It is what it is. Like now. Pandemic. One of those In-between times in between the other times.
Do you continually NOT resist the change and adapt? Do you continually more and more each day reveal the character of what you love and begin to see sunlight through the trees so to speak? Glimmers not of hope, but of thriving?
Up There
Up there, above treeline, in 19F, day-dressed, you can’t just say, I’m done I want off. I want to go home. Well, again, you can. You can sit down, not move for several hours in a row ion 19 degrees F and 45-50 mph winds, and freeze, and die. I don;t think your story will be penned as The Shining II, though.
So, you can’t. You can’t, because you’re alive. NO matter how dire or downtrodden or deflated or or or. You’re alive. And, the pain let’s you know that. You feel pain. It’s clear. You feel pain. And, that let’s you know you’re alive.
You can’t waste that kind of energy reserve up there, can’t even have the slightest inkling of thinking about it. You have to focus everything you have on what works By adapting. Otherwise… Nature. It’ll kill Ya! Your tears. You even consciously stop crying because you are squandering your water. Like your blood. Gotta keep the life inside, so more stuff can come from within Later.
So, you keep moving. And, you keep moving WITH Nature. It’ll still kill ya, though at least you have the companion of Nature until then. Pretty good one I might add. Especially, when it reveals YOUR Nature.
And, that’s my point. You see, I see the, only the strong survive statement As spin marketing false. That is dafuqin simply bullshit. No charge. No anger It just is. The strong survive in the in-between times? Yes. They certainly do, when it’s fuckin’ easy, and they can delegate or rather most times abrogate. Like now, though, are they gone when it matters? Or, attempting to lead a charge into… NOPE. STOP. Not comfortable with where I just asked myself to go. Pause. Just Pause. No leading the lemmings over the cliff ‘cause the government said I could go back to the office.
Mark Twain: “I am a patriot always, always supporting my country. I support the government only when it deserves it”
Isn’t That Like Now?
Isn’t that like now? Where, YOU decide what feeds your adaptation? Cool, you can legally go back to the office. BUT. Ethics Self Care question. SHould you?
Like now. The strong don’t survive these times. The adaptable ones do. And, the most adaptable ones THRIVE.
May I suggest for you to please blog your gig? Please blog your gigs of adaptation full of emotion (with solid boundaries of course). But, please DO? Will you seed community wisdom like that, a blog at a time? And, also, DON’T. BLog what you love! And, do it your way well!
We need that. At least I SAY we do. I find it of value To full-on dig the robust variety of people I follow and experience blogging. And, tenor and tune and tailor all of You perspectives to YOURS as we continually adapt towards community thrival. We ALL need community to survive. And, we ALL need the Inner Inheritances Community Of Your Inner Self. Not vampirism. I’m not asking for a bountiful harvest of people-beauty. I’m asking for…
Fully focusing on and into your creative work… Immersion births ablution. I feel you make the world a better place by doing so.
Personally,
Personally, there’s only so far I can go without creative or adaptive influence before I starve. And, though I put in my vote at Mt Democrat at 14,363 ft up and down per the above truncated example, I’m not going to that experience again. Will you comment on your particular experiences of adapting? How you implemented workability for your own thrival? Heck. All similar, each unique. Ther are stupid questions, though their are not stupid experiences. Ok discount your 20s, then comment. 🙂
I concur. I robustly and resonantly concur. If I do, I’ll effin HURL, too. You see? Right there. She Hulks-out. I Hurl. All similar, each unique. We’re all different, like everyone else.
Please Dial Into
Please dial into what you are feeling in that powerfully clear way you are feeling in that way you are particularly adapting. Can you comment from that place? I, for one will listen.
You, as only you cane be? That rocks! How do YOU do that? WithOUT Covid-19 Or 19 degrees F. Not denial. Not omission. Not avoidance.. LIFE! Life, NOW! How have YOU adapted? Not coped. That’s a to maintain mode that too easily backslides. How have you already adapted? Cool. You might naturally be doing things you aren’t aware of until you stare into them, shine light on…?
It’s Ok
It’s ok. after the shutdown, I did feel a little ashamed that I started shining 2 weeks before the shutdown, and almost felt to hold back. Almost. Then not. Then, NOPE. Fuck a bunch o’ that.. Why? Because I was shining. The a little ashamed part? That wasn’t until after the shutdown. I better keep it all quiet and stuff that I’m now having the time of my life. And, that’s when it hit me.
Pandemic? Yes. Serious as a heart attack? Yes. Has any bearing on my work? NONE. None at all. Well, other than it took a pandemic and my Dad’s massive heart attack last summer to take a week off, twice. That’s an issue. I get it.
Though, pandemic affect? Other than I have 2 more hours in the day for exercise, meditation, and creating as my commute sentence was commuted! Add, the mask, which ironically I had internal dropped. I stole back MY time. And, I’m not giving it back. I’m giving back, with creativity and imagination again. Shouldn’t have handed it over in the 1st place, though, hey, experience has value. And, I got my fair share of that value.
SaWEET! That felt gourmet good for my boundaries.
I Decided To Live Again
I decided to live again, then. And then, this hit. So, I… lived…DIFFERENTLY? NOPE. I dafuqin adapted, from a strong place of healthy, creative work I protected like family. Like a gardener mindful not to trample new sprouts, and adjust the path accordingly.
Day by day, what do I need to do differently? Day by day… new day by day rituals, mods, adjustments, shed skins not missed… etc, etc, ad infinitum ad nauseum. Just more INTENSELY now… for a while. Then, I decided to KEEP THAT. I decided to keep thriving on top of that new foundation. Even, amplify it. YES! Ok, I got this. What a NEW opportunity to refresh the discipline of my rituals! Heck. Jump in. Help out the change. Start shaking the tree. What ELSE can you shake out?
The only shame is it took a pandemic or my Dad’s heart attack last summer for me to take a week off, twice. That’s a problem. That’s on me. 🙂 + sunglasses.
Like chaff, from wheat, blown off in the wind. Like the snake its skin shedded, the snake its skin not missed, I started adapting. In one step, I realized I was getting 3 weeks to the gallon of gas in the vehicle without the double commute. Then……
What’s YOUR THEN?
How do you thrive in these times? How are you wonderfully adapting?
How do YOU thrive in these times? How do you adapt?
I, for one will listen. WIll you comment yours?
I’ll Start to Pause
I’ll Start to pause for now with this.
Fear? Fear is GREAT! It alerts you to duck. To drive around the cone zone instead of off the bridge that’s out ahead. Fear s radar, actionable and informed intuition straight from your Nature, your instinct. It’s anxiety that’s the fucker. It’s anxiety, when it kidnaps the radar of your fear, torture-distorts it into being afraid, that’s the problem. That’s not a good problem to have. Fear is, though.
How do you use your healthy, radar fear, intuitive alert system to amend your soil and keep thriving?
You see, I expressed I was a little ashamed earlier. In doing so, I realized I was not. I was not ashamed. My fear, that Radar Love Fear i cherish as Inner Community Family. I had allowed myself to slip. I allowed myself to slip off the cornice of Mt Democrat. I allowed myself to slip off the cornice of the pandemic for just a second. I am not ashamed of that. I caught this one in time I allowed anxiety to hijack my cherished fear. For just a second. I allowed It, just for a second. And, just for a second is long enough to…
… long enough to start a slow leak towards deflation, which then feeds on itself to continue to diminish Self, and then to…
Depletion indicates mis-spent efforts. ~ Jordan Hoggard
I am Not
I am not ashamed. I am not ashamed, anymore that I was momentarily afraid. Not anymore. I felt the inner pressure gauges drop then. BAM, as clear as the temperature dropping on the mountain. Now. This time, my radar communicated to me, and I powerfully listened in powerful witness OF MYSELF. The inner pressure gauges just dropped out, like a psychological mini-stroke, just off-line suddenly and just as suddenly back on. What was that? I noticed. I was aware. I asked my Inner, what’s your message? That particular fear is no longer kidnapped. The message was, I do not dissolve, and I live in your heart. I no longer allow that grace to be held hostage.
How do you hold your grace hostage?
How can you Soul Retrieval retrieve being afraid from its incarceration, and bring it back to fear? How can you commute the anxiety commute to get fear back home in your heart?
Maat weighs heart against a feather at the afterlife (of an idea, too), scaled balance of Natural consequences, internal balance, external workability fully valuing consequent responsibilities, swift closure from Isness, Nature’ll kill ya, Nature’ll also love you very much when it’s Your Life Your Way with ImaginAction
techne, making, putting together fully, giving form to the formless, Inner Guardian, bring your life and goals and dreams to actionable life with ImaginAction
Astro: 12 degrees 16 min Taurus Sun conjunct Mercury and Uranus (Shaking things up by Naturally tellin’ it straight up = catalyzing like the ambrosia smell of an Asian Lily in bloom), 29 degrees 52 min Leo Moon Cusp Virgo, Cap ASC, Gemini DESC. And, full-on Scorpio Moira (deep depths of the internal sense of time and timing). Moira’s my favorite asteroid. She intensely and naturally wise like a Queen has a Fool level of developed intuition. Call Moira Living Time, your internal sense of time. She’s Saturn’s (Chronos/Kronos — chronological time) wife, though let’s not hold that against her, ok? Chiron is Saturn’s son, though I’m a little mixed on who his mother really is. Mythical beings work like that. Let’s just say that at higher octaves Chiron full-on has either a Southern Mom or StepMom as a rockin’ best friend… uh hem… who ALSO both play the rockin’ Mercury~Uranus conjunction described above with wonderful sense of humor right there integrated with their wit and wisdom.
ImaginAction has a packed 1st House, and As well all planets are in its Natal Chart’s Night Sky indicating naturally integrated depths present to work with. This isn’t talents to be developed into abilities. This indicated native abilities fully-formed at birth to be tracked into and with and experienced and to put into play to develop higher octaves of the Astro Sign with ALL of its components in play all the time — even if they are Silent in meditation, that is still present, still present like Presence As Architecture. Here, for Yours.
The Moon at any given time is then a wonderful tool for discernment In this Natal Chart. The Moon will also be an intense driver to hand the reins to for continually updating your clarity of vision and accurate-itize your feelings in the serendipitous ebb-n-flow of the Moon’s influence of how directions are utilized and immersed in and directed as if without thought or will, Naturally.
The Moon in ImaginAction’s Natal Chat will certainly be a second hand on the watch of this Chart, though do please nestle in. It’s not just a molecular second hand. There is a deceptive simplicity to the small here. Minor irritants make pearls with oysters. This Chart, though, will kick out irritant grains of sand and rather supplant influence that has acumen as its form-givers of pearls. It has no place In itself to transform and rationalize negativity. It is beyond not tolerating it. It simply won’t. Dance Club not on the list is a solid example of its Isness. It can Transform sand into pearls over time, though it won’t. It will will conscientiously use ‘No’ as a complete sentence in this regard. Or, maybe that’s one word to many? Yes. It is.It will lead-off with its consummate M.O. It will pearl-make with robustly resonant influences So long as its present.
This Natal Chart does not have intolerance in the least. It has higher octaves to integrate in ways such that they appear to be present without thought or will. Sure, there’s lots of work going in the background, lots of thought and will and heartfelt feeling, though this Natal Chart will chalk all that up to process… will chalk all that up to dispense with speaking about the blood and sweat and tears. THey will be more about how something comes across.
Intention is important. It’s also vastly over-rated. It is simply far more important the way an idea comes across. ~ Jordan Hoggard
ImaginAction’s Natal Chart
I included transits just to instill good habits, facilitate an understanding of zero-variables of potential to not be blind-sided when they do begin to appear and develop their relationships. Of course after a month, spare few gigs have moved so currently it’s mostly moot except for the Moon and…, though there is also often deceptive simplicity in subtlety, of being aware of the planetary gigs blipping their BEEP on your radar.
It is a very portable divination method like an App for the Imagination. You may not even need cards. Or, cards/tools/charms/lots/runes. And, of course you can intensify your ImaginAction sessions using your fave tools. You may find you are able to simply scry into the artwork as you immerse yourself in the ablution sanctuaries of the questions on each of the 78 full-color Life Mapping spreads… 78 times how many? Let’s just say a lot of them… uh, maybe even several more than that.
How Long is ImaginAction?
102 pages inside a form-giving original watercolor art cover, 78 of the pages in full-color. Immersive divination spreads, a Creation Story, and a super easy How-To. You know, Super Easy. So easy it gets a cape.
Though, instead of how long
I ask: How dense and wide and expansive is ImaginAction’s value for you after downloading and working with it?
ImaginAction,
Happy 1-Month Birthday!
Moira’s Blessings,
Jordan
ImaginAction Sample Spread. 1 of 78. All, visceral and verdant and vibrant.
The Body Electric Tarot Spread. (c) 2012 Jordan Hoggard
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Thank you!
Happy Birthday to ImaginAction!
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I look forward to what ImaginAction feels like from YOUR perspective.
Maat weighs heart against a feather at the afterlife (of an idea, too), scaled balance of Natural consequences, internal balance, external workability fully valuing consequent responsibilities, swift closure from Isness, Nature’ll kill ya, Nature’ll also love you very much when it’s Your Life Your Way with ImaginAction
techne, making, putting together fully, giving form to the formless, Inner Guardian, bring your life and goals and dreams to actionable life with ImaginAction
Astro: 12 degrees 16 min Taurus Sun conjunct Mercury and Uranus (Shaking things up by Naturally tellin’ it straight up = catalyzing like the ambrosia smell of an Asian Lily in bloom), 29 degrees 52 min Leo Moon Cusp Virgo, Cap ASC, Gemini DESC. And, full-on Scorpio Moira (deep depths of the internal sense of time and timing). Moira’s my favorite asteroid. She intensely and naturally wise like a Queen has a Fool level of developed intuition. Call Moira Living Time, your internal sense of time. She’s Saturn’s (Chronos/Kronos — chronological time) wife, though let’s not hold that against her, ok? Chiron is Saturn’s son, though I’m a little mixed on who his mother really is. Mythical beings work like that. Let’s just say that at higher octaves Chiron full-on has either a Southern Mom or StepMom as a rockin’ best friend… uh hem… who also both play the rockin’ Mercury~Uranus conjunction described above with wonderful sense of humor right there integrated with their wit and wisdom.
ImaginAction has a packed 1st House, and As well all planets are in its Natal Chart’s Night Sky indicating naturally integrated depths present to work with. This isn’t talents to be developed into abilities. This indicated native abilities fully-formed at birth to be tracked into and with and experienced and to put into play to develop higher octaves of the Astro Sign with ALL of its components in play all the time — even if they are Silent in meditation, that is still present, still present like Presence As Architecture. Here, for Yours.
The Moon at any given time is then a wonderful tool for discernment In this Natal Chart. The Moon will also be an intense driver to hand the reins to for continually updating your clarity of vision and accurate-itize your feelings in the serendipitous ebb-n-flow of the Moon’s influence of how directions are utilized and immersed in and directed as if without thought or will, Naturally.
The Moon in ImaginAction’s Natal Chat will certainly be a second hand on the watch of this Chart, though do please nestle in. It’s not just a molecular second hand. There is a deceptive simplicity to the small here. Minor irritants make pearls with oysters. This Chart, though, will kick out irritant grains of sand and rather supplant influence that has acumen as its form-givers of pearls. It has no place In itself to transform and rationalize negativity. It is beyond not tolerating it. It simply won’t. Dance Club not on the list is a solid example of its Isness. It can Transform sand into pearls over time, though it won’t. It will will conscientiously use ‘No’ as a complete sentence in this regard. Or, maybe that’s one word to many? Yes. It is.It will lead-off with its consummate M.O. It will pearl-make with robustly resonant influences So long as its present.
This Natal Chart does not have intolerance in the least. It has higher octaves to integrate in ways such that they appear to be present without thought or will. Sure, there’s lots of work going in the background, lots of thought and will and heartfelt feeling, though this Natal Chart will chalk all that up to process… will chalk all that up to dispense with speaking about the blood and sweat and tears. THey will be more about how something comes across.
Intention is important. It’s also vastly over-rated. It is simply far more important the way an idea comes across. ~ Jordan Hoggard
ImaginAction’s Natal Chart
I included transits just to instill good habits, facilitate an understanding of zero-variables of potential to not be blind-sided when they do begin to appear and develop their relationships. Of course after a month, spare few gigs have moved so currently it’s mostly moot except for the Moon and…, though there is also often deceptive simplicity in subtlety, of being aware of the planetary gigs blipping their BEEP on your radar.
It is a very portable divination method like an App for the Imagination. You may not even need cards. Or, cards/tools/charms/lots/runes. And, of course you can simply intensify reading using your fave tools. You may find you are able to simply scry into the artwork as you immerse yourself in the ablution sanctuaries of the questions on each of the 78 full-color Life Mapping spreads… 78 times how many? Let’s just say a lot of them… uh, maybe even several more than that.
How Long is ImaginAction?
102 pages inside a form-giving original watercolor art cover, 78 in full-color. Immersive divination spreads, a Creation Story, and a super easy How-To. You know, Super Easy. So easy it gets a cape.
Though, instead of how long
I ask: How dense and wide and expansive is ImaginAction’s value for you after downloading and working with it?
What color will your ImaginAction cape be?
ImaginAction,
Happy 1-Month Birthday!
Moira’s Blessings,
Jordan
ImaginAction Sample Spread. 1 of 78. All, visceral and verdant and vibrant.
The Body Electric Tarot Spread. (c) 2012 Jordan Hoggard
ImaginAction for the Price of a Coffee. Under $4 USD
After the meeting, after everyone had left, I stood there with the Structural Engineer, talking back and forth, de-briefing a bit. We paused. Reflected. He put his hand to settle in strongly on my shoulder with, Wow! ‘Don’t waste trouble,’ huh? I like that.I saw that today. I saw what you did there at the table wise in time. Balls, man! Before I could even think how your and my E&O insurance people were going to have a field day with this miss discovered in the meeting, and I don’t even want to think about our attorneys.
You, in the moment, immediately when it came up, Just slowly leaned forward and placed both your palms on the table, leaned in further to dead-in-the-eye the clients across the table who brought it up on behalf of their attorney, and interestedly said,
“Yes. On that note I’ve been wanting to speak with you about something. This seems the time.”
As you reached over and slid over a roll of tracing paper, picked up your crayon, that god-damn-contrary-to-popular-belief-God’s-name’s-not-dammit CRAYON, and proceeded to design out that wicked liability problem that none of us, you included, had caught until just now… and transform it into a frickin’ magazine cover level detail. DaFuq. DaFuq. I’ll tell you what DaFuq. You didn’t even flinch, Man!, just leaned in like you were smiling into the Abyss as an old friend, one foot firmly planted on the tail of the Mah, one foot planted in your left hand securing the tracing paper, one foot firmly planted in that… god-damn Crayon of yours— how do you spell that again? Ma? Mah?
That mountain and blood and sand and blown knee and 19-degrees F through the night at 14k feet in a T-shirt and shorts last month… when it was too dangerous for Search & Rescue to come for you?!!… getting yourself off that mountain that afternoon through night… That DID something to you. Well, DaFuq. I am, too. I’m going to do something to you, too, right now. I’m going to keep that. ‘Don’t waste trouble.’ Love it!Keeper!
‘Don’t waste trouble.’ Thank you. You built a whole ‘nother world in that one expression today, As you literally drew out the moment with that…god-damn Crayon and a couple of looks, redirected a tsunami before it even got to surge. Making a tsunami go elsewhere? DAYum. ‘Don’t waste trouble.’ Love it.That, that is useful. That’s a KEEPER!Buy you lunch?
Don’t Waste Trouble’
How have you used the OFL
~ Opportunity For Learning ~
of Don’t Waste Trouble to go from inception to conception to carried full term to completion right there in the moment?
Adversity doesn’t build character. It reveals it. ~ James Lane Allen
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Formula 1 world champion Lewis Hamilton says he has been “completely overcome with rage” at the violence that has erupted in the wake of protests over racial injustice. Hamilton – the only black driver in F1 history – was the first of the current grid to speak out about the protests following the death of…
Thank You TuesdaySerendipity Intineraries are about sharing my weekly blog field trips, my eExperiences, so that maybe you find some new people who you resonate with, enjoy and/or follow and/or simply experience. Explore the Serendipity Itineraries Below where I share the trailhead, stacked stone cairns of paths I’ve experienced over the past week from people I follow, new people and places I’ve found, and just because they came to mind and I put them in the menu.
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… epic spirals of giving and receiving …
Some people say
Don’t toot your own horn.Seriously?! Shaking head.
Somebody’s gotta start the band. Uh 1 a 2 a 1 2 3…
Jane Lurie Photography ~ powerful, evocative freeze-frames of architectural images that are definitely not secretly active. These images live out loud! They are as natural as they are refined, like an exquisitely cut emerald or sapphire or ruby refined. There’s nothing hidden in the rough here.
Charlotte Heather ~ Soprano. Charlotte and her partner are doing weekly balcony concerts in the UK!
Christina Schmidt, MA ~ Sassy Scorpion Tarot. Yes, the name says it all. And, it’s all true. Intense. On, not off. Sassy, Scorpionic depths to immerse yourself like in a Tarot hot spring. Go for the spring, stay for the spring in your step after.
Dr. Eric Perry ~ Psychology to Motivate | Inspire | Uplift. Wonderfully full and relevant and engaged Psychology articles with clarity of voice.
Holly Troy ~ Cosmic Holly. Perennial Gemini in bloom. Naturalized. Excellent garden with music, too!
Trini Lind ~ Paths of the Spirit. Create a path of Light with your Life
Charlescearl’s Weblog ~ Musings on fascinating things. Important and fascinating things well said.
Cristian Mihai ~ Professional Blogger. Sense & Sensibility meets the info age? He’s not afraid to say it, say whatever he says. No walking on eggshells here, well, unless he starts making compost for the garden.
Susi Bocks ~ I Write Her. You talk a good game, but can you box? Yes, Susi Bocks. Concision has never had so much consistent depth.
Karen Sealey ~ The Pure & Blessed Tarot. The Discarded Oracle is coming to life! And, other ramblings and musings with no pulled punches, and lots of exquisite surprises along the way.
The Alchemist’s Studio ~ Raku, vessels, Alchemy in action. Pottery with heart and soul PLUS some PUNitive humor to boot. Don’t miss the Hens!
Laleh Chini ~ A Voice From Iran. Check and inspect your expectations at the door. The storytelling, short stories, fables, and folk tales will… well, you’ll see.
Have a Wonderful Week!
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Jordan
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