Author: Saille

Who am I? On the surface I'm a nature-loving dirt worshipping hippy in search of a good adrenaline rush. That's all I have for now.

Something amusing from the other day….

The one problem about dating multiple guys – getting tag-teamed by both of them (not in that way you perv), with one on the phone and one standing next to me both saying “Would you say what’s going on in your head?”

Dude! I only have one good ear! Can’t focus on both at the same time! *giggles* Anyway, all’s good, it was kinda of amusing, and I have two guys that love me lots and help me out in more ways than I can count on my fingers and toes.

*mwah*

Scorpio for this week:

At Tufts Educational Day Care in Somerville, MA, kids from ages three to five have to sign contracts guaranteeing their good behavior. “I know how to listen to my teachers,” they promise. “When my teachers talk to me, I will not scream, try to hit, or say, ‘you’re not my boss.'” I’d like you to ask both your inner child and your inner teenager to make a similar vow right now, Scorpio. There are valuable teachers hovering in your vicinity. Some may have educational techniques that are less than adroit, but they all deserve your close, sincere, and humble attention.

FreeWill Astrology

Also stolen from FreeWill:

Tantric sex practitioners say an artful lover never makes love the same way twice.

Similarly, chanteuse Billie Holiday believed a good singer should never sing a song the same way twice. If you use all the same phrasing and melody, she said, you’re failing your art.

The only Zen master we know—whose name we can’t tell you because she changes it every week, and we haven’t heard the latest one—likes to quote the ancient Greek philosopher, Heraclitus: “You cannot step into the same river twice, for fresh waters are ever flowing in upon you.”

Buddhist monk Thich Nhat Hanh has the last word: “Thanks to impermanence, everything is possible.”

That tantric sex comment makes my giggle, for multiple reasons that only a couple people will get.

A friend of mine commented that my July 4th stuff should also include the idealists and philosophers that give cause to the reasons we fight. Which, is true…back in the 1700’s. The people who gave the ideals that framed the foundation of this country had a great deal to say, and an understanding that many of the “idealists” today, lack. Of course, being a lover of Locke, Franklin, Madison, and various others, got me labeled naive by my father, as my ideals weren’t based in the reality of the present. However, I do think we’ve lost a great deal in taking advantage with what we’ve grown accustomed to, in regards to freedoms that we take for granted. My paternal gram always used to bitch about the Suffragists and how there were better things to worry about, than politics. I consider her the ultimate Feminist (and if she were alive today she’d knock me upside the head for calling her that – she never understood the 70s either). This is a woman that did what she wanted, regardless her gender, and regardless what society told her she could do. She grew up when a good bit of American history was happening. She saw the end of Reconstruction after the Civil war, she lived through the Great Crash, the Dust Bowl, Black and Women’s Suffrage, Prohibition and the Repeal, both World Wars, etc up till 2000. Now that woman had ideals, and unfortunate to my family, I took after her. The stories she told were amazing and I regret not recording any of them. I still hold out hope for the sudden finding of a journal she wrote.

Anyway…the reason I say I don’t give much credence to the idealists of today, is the fact that they’re almost in exact opposite of what we had at the start. Honestly, I’ll say the last great idealist died when Paul Wellstone passed through the veil, and no one has stepped up to replace him. I get called a Liberal, because those on the political spectrum forget what liberal means, not to mention that being a conservative has little to nothing to do with preserving the Constitution anymore (which is what I really am – in the preserving sense). It saddens me that we’ve lost all respect for protecting the minority, in the manner we were set up to do, and we’ve become more concerned with protecting the rights of they who can yell loudest.

If I manage to group my thoughts anymore, I’ll write them down. Till then, I’ll step off my soap box.

(x-posted)

Thank a Vet/Military person Day

229 years ago, a group of guys got together and declared this country independent from Britain. They started up this row called the Revolutionary war that was embedded in an idea of self-determination and self-governance of the people. And thus, our armed forces were born. These are the people that gave us our freedoms, and they are the ones that ultimately protect them. Thank them, because they do a job that many of us either choose to not do, or cannot do because of other limitations.

This summer is going to be another test of my body’s ability to cope. I’ve never had an issue with hard work, but my leg looks my back should, with scratch marks that will be visable for another couple of days. The mosquitos were out en force and targeted me while mowing the grass and watering the porch (we’re growing moss). The heat was a bit too much too. Not sure why because I can’t say that it was all that hot today, but it hit me pretty hard. So, it can be a safe bet that I’ll be feeling pretty useless this summer and irritating those around me. Oh well, until someone can come up with a means, outside of citronella incense, that can keep asian mosquitos away from me without melting my skin off, I’m SOL, and so are those around me. *sigh*

Stole this from FreeWill:

Ralph Waldo Emerson: “He who is in love is wise and becoming wiser, sees newly every time he looks at the object beloved, drawing from it with his eyes and his mind those virtues which it possesses.”

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: “Love, love, love: That is the soul of genius.”

Krishnamurti: “The problem, if you love it, is as beautiful as the sunset.”

Henry David Thoreau: “There is no remedy for love but to love more.”

Erica Jong: “Love is everything it’s cracked up to be. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don’t risk everything, you risk even more.”

Thought it was fairly appropriate for my life right now.

So, I’ve discovered something new about myself the other night, in regards to how fucked up I am with relationships. See, the dipshit ex used to use his attentions to other girls to put me in my place. Kinda a reminder that he can always find someone else, no matter what. It was one of the major reasons why I completely shut down, because if I flirted with others, then obviously I was thinking of leaving him (he saw it as a dose of his own medicine, and a means to control me). So, I’m still not as big a flirt as I used to be, and I tend to keep it to people I consider “safe”. Meaning, people I know aren’t going to take it as a sign that I want to be in a relationship with them, or that it means I want to have sex with them (totally different situation that caused that reaction). Anyway, my emotions, of late, I’ve been thinking had something to do with some jealousy feeling, and while it does, the feelings of jealousy are coming from the conditioning that the dipshit ex set into place. They are not coming from my own personal feelings of inadequacy. When I realized this connection, it felt like this whole weight dropped off my shoulders, and any low feelings that I’ve been having of late just jumped me right up to going to bed on a high note. Of course, this left me with the feeling of being completely stupid and childish in my reactions this past month, but gods it feels good to know that I was just being stupid and childish. It’s broken down a serious barrier for me between me and my Zoomie because it made me realize (not that I wasn’t consciously aware of it before) that he really is just a massive flirt. Yeah, that makes no sense, but if you, the reader, are trying to understand just think of those truths about yourself that you know and recognize, but then something happens that just turns that lightbulb up to floodlight wattage and the bell starts dinging in your head and the revelation and acceptance finally just makes you smile in that stupid goofy way that says, “Aha!”

And this is why I love and absolutely adore that man. It would have taken me longer to actualize this part of me if I had to wait for the next person. Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

I love my boys, if it weren’t for them, it’d be hard to discover parts of myself that require additional people. *lots of hugs, kisses, snuggles, etc to the both of you* Mraowr. I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!!!!!!

Scorpio for this week:

Introducing Adrienne Rich at a poetry reading in San Francisco in 2004, Frances Phillips turned to her and said, “Thank you for your lovely, irreverent, unsettled, curious mind.” It was a fitting tribute to a poet who for 50 years has stirred up good trouble with her rowdy yet disciplined work. By the end of this week, Scorpio, I would like to feel justified in saying the same thing to you: “Thank you for your lovely, irreverent, unsettled, curious mind.” Now get out there and pull off the most healing mischief you can imagine.

FreeWill Astrology

Methinks there is danger in telling me to go start mischief. But at least I’ll have fun. 🙂