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By Dove, www.TarotwithLove.com  It’s inconceivable to me what we’re doing to our precious world…  I don’t recommend continual focus on the negative, but we do need to be aware of the “monsters” we’re creating…the monstrous things we’re doing to Nature.  There has to be a balance between focusing on (manifesting) that which we wish to create (healing of our precious planet, peace…) and taking action intuitively toward making these changes. 

I hesitated making this post, but I kept thinking about this …

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“It was the news that the sexuality of starlings is being increasingly affected by contamination from female hormones like oestrogen from the contraceptive pill and hormone replacement therapy (HRT). These hormones are contained in female urine which passes through the sewage treatment process unchanged and the birds foraging for worms at the sewage works consume the chemicals. One effect of this is to increase the size of that part of the brain which controls their singing, and their song patterns are now very different to what would be expected from male starlings.”

Read more here:  http://salonesoterica.wordpress.com/2008/03/10/prepare-to-download-your-sexuality/

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Even though there are other sad things like this indicated in this article — how we’re screwing up the animals, I was sitting here thinking about a world where birds could no longer sing…  And in walks a co-worker from outside, and he expresses his joy about the nice weather, “The sun is shining, the birds are singing…”  It was difficult not to respond with, “Yeah, for now.”  His synchronous comment spurred me to go ahead and post this. I so want to believe that we will stop all of this insanity — that we will change before it’s too late, long before the birds stop singing…

Peace,
Dove
 

By Dove, www.TarotwithLove.com  “Hay-aaaay, have you ev-uh tried, reeeally reaching out for the oth-uh siiiide? :)  I may be climbing on rainbows, but baby here goes.   Dreeeeams they’re for those who sleep, liiiiife, it’s for us to keep… “

*soft sigh, and feelin’ all nostalgic* :)

Listenin’ to an old tape I’ve had for about a million years — I’ve loved it since I was 14.  “The Best of Bread”  …  It’s so dreamy ;)  The words so sweet, so bittersweet, to me they seem to be saying more than they’re saying…   

A few more drops in an ocean of synchronicity in my life…  I was just marveling at how this has stuck with me, my love for it, and how the first line of this album asks if we’ve ever really reached out for the “other side” :)  “Rainbows” and “dreams” …  how could this not be something that grabbed and held onto to me, paranormal “dreamer” and Libra that I am :)  

The “Diary” song gets me every time…    I loved when he said “her disconcerting air” …  At 14, I aspired to having such an “air” and rocking a guy’s world with it, heh-heh ;)   But I always cried at the point when he discovered she wasn’t talking about him in her diary, he wasn’t the love she spoke of…

And I get heart butterflies with “If” …  “Then one by one the stars would all go out, then you and I would simply fly away.”  Mmmmm, yummy sweet ;)

Happy Valentine’s Day,
Dove

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“Make it With You”
by Bread

Hey have you ever tried,
Really reaching out for the other side?
I may be climbing on rainbows
But, baby here goes.

Dreams they’re for those who sleep,
Life is for us to keep,
And if youre wondering
What this song is leading to

I want to make it with you
I really think that we can make it girl.

No, you dont know me well,
In evry little thing only time will tell,
If you believe the things that I do.
And well see it through.

Life can be short or long,
Love can be right or wrong,
And if I choose the one
Id like to help me through,

Id like to make it with you
I really think that we can make it girl.

Baby you know that
Dreams theyre for those who sleep,
Life is for us to keep
And if I choose the one
Id like to help me through,

Id like to make it with you
I really think that we can make it girl.
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“Diary”
by Bread

I found her diary underneath a tree.
And started reading about me
The words shes written took me by surpise
Youd never read them in her eyes.
They said that she had found the love she waited for.
Wouldnt you know it, she wouldnt show it.

When she confronted with the writing there,
Simply pretended not to care.
I passed it off as just in keeping with
Her total disconcerting air
And though she tried to hide
The love that she denied,
Wouldnt you know it, she wouldnt show it.

And as I go through my life, I will give to her my wife
All the sweet things that I can find.

I found her diary underneath a tree.
And started reading about me.
The words began stick and tears to flow.
Her meaning now was clear to see.
The love shed waited for was someone else not me
Wouldnt you know it, she wouldnt show it.

And as I go through my life, I will wish for her his wife
All the sweet things that she can find
All the sweet things they can find

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“If”
by Bread

If a picture paints a thousand words,
Then why can’t I paint you?
The words will never show the you Ive come to know.
If a face could launch a thousand ships,
Then where am I to go?
Theres no one home but you,
You’re all thats left me too.
And when my love for life is running dry,
You come and pour yourself on me.

If a man could be two places at one time,
I’d be with you.
Tomorrow and today, beside you all the way.
If the world should stop revolving spinning slowly down to die,
I’d spend the end with you.
And when the world was through,
Then one by one the stars would all go out,
Then you and I would simply fly away

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By Dove, www.TarotwithLove.com  I’m learning so much from these pics that I’ve been creating with MS Paint.  Like this one I did yesterday…  I had done one the other day, but I wasn’t that thrilled with it, and I’m beginning to realize that’s often the case when I’m coming from the left side of my brain :)  It might be ”okay,” but it’s rarely anything that feels fuzzy-good in my heart ;)  Often I’ll start out with the left-brain stuff, and I start to get bored with it, don’t like it, and then I kinda “let go” …  and it’s interesting how I then create something that I truly like :) 

So I took the pic I’d done and thought I’d fix it, I was still in left-brain mode though.  But I eventually got into the “right-brain” play :) … and ultimately covered the entire pic with a new one. 

Another very cool thing, I had earlier done a 3-card spread with my Tarot, asking about the day, and the future showed the Two of Cups.  That’s a wonderful little love card.  There was a troublesome issue yesterday (regarding a co-worker, but not directly related to me), but all my interactions went very well (Two of Cups).  And then later in the day, a guy came in that makes my heart go pitter-pat, lol  Usually the physical thing does nothing for me unless I know the guy’s heart is akin to mine, but for some reason that doesn’t apply with this guy.  I’ve had very few words with him (don’t know him at all — and I know he’s not someone I’d date…not “my type”), but that curly hair, sexy bod, and that kinda shy (oh-so-cute) face, gets me every time, lol ;)  Again, that’s very unusual for me.  So the heart going “pitter-pat” is yet another Two of Cups (physical attraction). 

But here’s what I really find fascinating.  I’m essentially doing this in public (at my receptionist’s desk — yes, my boss is fine with this — I’m so lucky, heh).  I had already created this Valentine-like pic before Cute-Guy came in — actually I was just finishing it up, was even considering boldly asking him if he’d like to look at it :)  But the fascinating thing…  I noticed today and other days when I’ve been doing one of these pics, that I tend to, well, attract guys during this time, LOL!  Seriously, it’s wild.  I think I may have found a “love potion,” haha! ;) …  Passion, doing stuff ya’ love :)  That energy is potent, others are drawn to it.

So here she is…  “She-Rose”

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“She-Rose” by Dove, February 2008

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Heh, talk about “like attracts like”… my life is so magical sometimes, okay, most of the time ;) …  I was just about to publish this, was checking the categories and got a call (again, I’m a receptionist with caller ID) from a guy whose last name just happens to be “Love” :)  And even before I could finish this paragraph, I got a call from a company with the name “Heartland.”  Man, I am so in the Valentine-y energy right now ;)

Peace,
Dove

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By Dove, www.TarotwithLove.com  I’ve been getting the number three like mad in the last 24 hours.  It seems to be tied into the “celebrate” message I received from opening a book.  In the Tarot, that message would be conveyed with the Three of Cups.  What I didn’t mention in that post is that I “heard” some words before I opened the book, “pain, resurrection, peace…”  And the book’s message seemed to align with those words.  I didn’t wanna think about anymore pain, so I omitted mentioning that part.  Just not a happy thought, that we’ve gotta move through the pain before we get to that wonderful peace.

Was feelin’ pretty blue today and wrote a lengthy rhyme about it on my “Write Off the Top of the Head” thread.  Was “drawing” some cards just now online and drew a version of the Three of Swords, a card I invariably dread seeing.  But this image really grabbed my heart.  Oh-ma-gawd, those eyes — those are the kinda eyes I was talking about in my “Divine Eyes” post.  Vulnerable eyes, so very vulnerable they are, we are, when we’re in pain. 

I’m so proud of myself, I did some crying today :) and this card, this awesome image, it helped me to cry some more.  And it wasn’t tears from my own pain, but that face, those eyes, so precious — it made me cry thinking of someone else hurting like that, so deeply…knowing how tired they are of it all, so frustrated by their own patterns, at a loss as to how to overcome them, how to heal them.  And so they keep repeating them, continuing that sad cycle of pain, such a prison…  I just wanna hug that heart so much.

I just can’t get over those eyes, I love that image.  Here’s a link to it.

http://www.aeclectic.net/tarot/project/4/03_swords.shtml

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And here are a couple of  interpretations for the three….
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Three: The spiritual meaning of number Three deals with magic, intuition, fecundity, and advantage. The number Three invokes expression, versatility, and pure joy of creativity. Three is also a time identifier as it represents Past, Present and future. Consecutive Three’s in your life may symbolize the need to express yourself creatively, or consider your present directional path in relation to your past events and future goals. Three’s may also represent promising new ventures, assurance of cooperation from others you may require help from, and Threes typically symbolize reward and success in most undertakings.

Source:  http://www.whats-your-sign.com/spiritual-meaning-of-numbers.html

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Three (3)

The third dimension - we do things in threes so they will manifest in our physical realm.It’s roots stem from the meaning of multiplicity. Creative power; growth. Three is a moving forward of energy, overcoming duality, expression, manifestation and synthesis. Three is the first number to which the meaning “all” was given. It is The Triad, being the number of the whole as it contains the beginning, a middle and an end.

The power of three is universal and is the tripartide nature of the world as heaven, earth, and waters. It is human as body, soul and spirit. Notice the distinction that soul and spirit are not the same. They are not. Three is birth, life, death. It is the beginning, middle and end. Three is a complete cycle unto itself. It is past, present, future.

The symbol of three is the triangle. Three interwoven circles or triangles can represent the indissoluble unity of the three persons of the trinity. Others symbols using three are: trident, fleur-de-lis, trefoil, trisula, thunderbolt, and trigrams.

The astral or emotional body stays connected to the physically body for three days after death. There is scientific evidence that the brain, even when all other systems are failing takes three days to register complete shutdown.

There are 3 phases to the moon. Lunar animals are often depcited as 3 legged.

Three is the heavenly number, representing soul, as four represents body. Together the two equal seven (3+4=7 ) and form the sacred hebdomad. The 3×4=12 representing the signs of the Zodiac and months of the year.

Pythagorean three means completion.

There are three wishes, genies have three wishes, three leprecons, three prince or princesses, three witches, three weird sisters among others.

Source:  http://www.crystalinks.com/numerology2.html

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{Dove:  I started seeing the 3 everywhere (everywhere) last night, right after posting this comment on another’s blog…  I was responding to the quote indicated, from another on that thread.}
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No, we definitely don’t need religion, and certainly not the fear-based interpretations of that old book, and the mega-controlling systems that sprouted from them…

“God said ‘where three or more are gathered in my name, that is where my church is’.”

Me, Myself and I (am) = 3

The Body/Heart, the Mind, the Spirit = 3
(”The Father, the Son, The Holy Ghost”)

The Earth, the Sun, the Sky/Air = 3

She, He, Love = 3

Paintbrush, Paint, Artist = 3

The 3 in the Tarot is the Empress, she’s about love and creativity (she adores Nature, animals, gardening, creating…she is the perfect “Mother”). She nurtures/loves things to life.

We are the Seed, the Garden, the Flower (3)

“Church,” “God,” “Love,” “Passion” “Joy” “Creative/Spiritual/Intuitive Energy” … “Everything,” is within us.

Peace,
Dove

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By Dove, www.TarotwithLove.com  I just had an epiphany ; )  I was looking at some pics of birds a moment ago.  I adore birds, they’re so incredible…  But for a nano-second I wasn’t seeing them with my usual fascination, and then it was back.  And that was the moment I “got it.”  When we feel a passion for something — I mean, it just rocks our world with joy, we’re seeing with “divine eyes.”  That’s what came to me. 

And maybe we have certain things that we naturally see with “divine eyes,” our “passion(s),” and maybe that’s one reason it’s so important for us to discover our passion.  Because that spurs our “divine eyes,” and we begin to see other things with divine eyes.  The sky, trees, sun, moon, the stars, clouds, rain, water, animals, birds, bees, flowers — people : )  

It’s so easy though for me to feel overwhelmed by the beauty, the ”magic” of Nature….difficult for me to understand why others don’t seem to see it like I see it.  Nature is so alive with “spirit,” it radiates with it… 

But it’s a challenge to see it in people, people hide the “spirit” in them, they’re afraid of it, they deny it.  But I’ve seen it in their eyes…when they’re being loving, or otherwise vulnerable, trusting.  It’s those vulnerable, trusting eyes that make people lovable.   And seeing those vulnerable eyes, looking at me, trusting, it’s as overwhelming to the heart as watching the flight of a bird or drinking in a stunning blue sky, or melting with love over the sweet face of a puppy : )  If people only knew how powerful, how precious, how beautiful and loveable they are in those moments when they have spirit in their eyes, when they’re being who/what they really are…maybe they would open them more often, and begin to see themselves, and the world more readily with divine eyes : )

Peace,
Dove

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By Dove, www.TarotwithLove.com  I had the coolest vision yesterday.  The first one I’ve had in a while — I tend to resist meditating, but when I can get myself to do it, I get so much from it.  Yesterday, while meditating, I asked a question about my health, how to improve it in a specific area.  And I was amazed that I immediately saw something in my mind’s eye. 

The image was all soft and dark — shades of gray, charcoal gray, black…but it was calming and sweet.  There was a deep-orange-colored ball sitting on I guess what was the horizon, like one of those gorgeous sunsets in the late, just almost dark, evening.  A silhouette of a person reached out from the right side of this vision, and gently scooped up this orange ball into both of her hands.  She lifted it up to her mouth, still with both hands, put it slowly into her mouth and swallowed it.  It was a beautiful vision, and I was so grateful for it.

And so I then pondered about what might be the meaning.  I had asked a health question, and I’d been told in the distant past, both by an alternative practitioner as well as from my own intuition, that I needed to get more sun.  But it’s also interesting that the sun was this dark orange color. 

And then I came upon a post in my blog roll this morning – I love his/her elaborations on symbolism and all.  When I came upon this recent blog (posted about an hour before I came upon it), it very much intrigued me, very synchronous to my vision yesterday…  The post was about the symbolism of the penny, a correlation with the sun.  But also, the copper.  The color of my vision’s sun could very much be considered “copper.”  While organizing recently, I came upon a copper bracelet, with some lovely Native American designs on it, that I had purchased years ago.   I popped it on my wrist, and have been wearing it a lot lately.  Some believe we can absorb copper from the metal in this way.  So I thought it might be a good thing in case I’m lacking in copper : )  — I have noticed that it has faintly turned my wrist green at times.  I’ve read that might be an indication of a need for copper.

So my sweet vision may have been confirming my continued need for more sun (and Vitamin D) as well as copper all in the same message.  And also a  need to align with the message of the Magician, the number 1 card in the Tarot, which the above-mentioned blog seems to be describing with her penny symbolism post.  AND, the sun can also represent that Higher Power within us — and an ongoing effort to get and stay connected with that is most assuredly one of the best things we can do to improve our health and our lives.

It’s wonderful how one vision, one message, can hold so much meaning : )

Namaste,
Dove

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By Dove, www.TarotwithLove.com  Okay, so I’m kinda getting this idea from Oprah and her “favorite things” show, which I must admit (as much as I like Oprah), I would never invest in.  Like…  I saw a quick blip of her show recently and she had on one of her favorite lounging outfits, very pretty.  “Just” about $200 for the top, and $200 for the bottoms (as I vaguely recall).  “Do-able” she says, regarding this price tag.  LOL, uh-yeah, okay ;) 

Anyway, so I was hanging my laundry today :) and was realizing how much I like my wonderful drying rack, which I’ve had for a million years — one of my very best “investments.”  I usually just hang my “delicates” and other nice clothes on it, but I’ve recently started even hanging my towels and “grungies” — my loungewear :) — on it.  It amazes me that I can hang two full loads on this thing.  The dryers at my apartment laundry don’t work — oh, they are fully operating, they go ’round and ’round — they just don’t actually dry the clothes, lol   I’ve spent about 3 hours and $2 or $3 dollars trying to get one load dry…and still toted damp clothes back up to my apartment.   Yep, this drying rack is one of my favorite things :)  Money and time saver.

From that realization, I decided to do a little list of some of my favorite things and this can also serve as a gratitude list :)   So here ya’ go:

1)  My wonderful drying rack!  I’ve had this puppy for at least 15 years.  I used to shop from a plethora of high-quality catalogues (Spiegel, Pottery Barn, Hold Everything…) and I think I got this baby from the Hold Everything catalogue.  I think one of the many reasons I like it is, it’s cute :)  Very cute.  And that’s important to we Libra people :)  It has sort of a star shape (one of my fav symbols) — the “arms” and “legs” are true to the star shape, but no proportionate pointy “head” :)  The way I set it up (it’s adjustable), it’s about 4.5 feet high and a little over 3 feet wide (but can go much wider).  It’s what I’m assuming is enamel-coated (white) steel, because it is surely very high quality.  It still looks like new except for a bit of scraping of the coating around the “hooks” that hold the arms into place.   And, as indicated, I load it down with wet clothes, towels and such.  I put shirts and other items on hangers to make even more room — and those little rungs have held up, no bowing even after all the use.  That’s why I think it’s steel.  All the rungs still welded tight in place.  I’m pretty sure I paid about $30 for it all those years ago.  I haven’t seen it in any catalogue or elsewhere since purchasing it.  I wouldn’t sell it for 100 bucks, lol :)  Love my drying rack!  Yay! ;)

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2) Cuisinart Convection Oven.  I bought it about ten years ago to wean myself off the microwave, which I gave away.  It’s wonderful.  You can bake a potato, broil some fish or other meat, cook the little frozen entrees, make toast to perfection, heat up a muffin or whatever…  I’ve lived here for three years, I’ve never used my large oven.  I sometimes forget those microwave things still exist.  After ten years, it does make a little “I’m old” noise while it’s doing its thing, heh, but I still love my little oven.

3) Okay, this is actually a recent purchase — rare for me, ’cause when I purchase, I try to make it one that I won’t have to repeat for a long, long time :)  But these little jewels are called “Klean Kantenes.”  For toting water.  I love them, for a lot of reasons.  Cute :)  And very lightweight.  I had been toting my water to work in glass (very heavy!), so this is a wonderful new thing for me.  I recommend the flat-top caps.  Also, I was not happy when I first drank water from them, because there was a metallic taste (they’re stainless steel), but I hoped that was just the initial “newness.”  And sure enough, it’s no longer an issue — either I’ve gotten use to that taste (doubtful) or the “newness” wore off.  I carry three of the 18 oz size to work, I also have a 12 oz that’s good for toting juice or almond milk in my lunch bag.  I got them at a discounted price since I bought several, but, as I recall, they range from $13 to $20 — something like that.  I noticed the site where I purchased them went up on price right after I got mine.  These are wonderful to have, especially if you’re concerned about the plastic taste and leaching…

4)  I was just thinking today how much I love my little baby crockpot (one/two quart), perfect for single people.  I’m not Hattie Homemaker (at all), so I don’t like to cook, but I gotta eat healthy.  I think it’s so cool how you can just put meat. veggies and seasoning in this little pot, turn it on, go about your business, and at the end of the day, a yummy meal.  So awesome :)

5) This I also recently got, a Fit Ball — there are several different names for it, stability ball, etc.  I never dreamed I would like it so much.  I play on it more than I do the actual exercises…  I especially like arching my back on it, feels sooo good!  And sometimes I sit too close to the TV while sitting on it — if I don’t have my glasses on ;)  It makes a great ottoman too :)  Oh, and sometimes I bounce it (fun to bounce!) just to bug the neighbors downstairs, LOL! Just kidding!! ;)

6)  Okay, one more.  I’m only 5′2″ so I have a couple of these wonderful wood step stools.  Ya’ know, they don’t fold up or anything, they would also make a nice planter ;)  But, they look nice, they can blend in with the decor.  I have one in my living room and kitchen area, and one in my walk-in closet.  Use ‘em almost constantly for top-shelf stuff.  And, in case I forgot to mention it, they’re cute ;)

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This and so much more that I’m grateful for… And as per my gratitude part of this list, I’m so grateful I no longer feel a desire for an excess of stuff, and having honed down in that area so much in the last several years, I can now see what I truly love and appreciate.  Minimalism is good stuff :)

Hugs,
Dove

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By Dove, www.TarotwithLove.com  Last nite my blog friend CV spurred me, with her mention of it, toward playing with my MS Paint program, which I hadn’t in a while.  After painting this “Red Angel,” I got back on here, on my Phoenix “Rising” pic thread, and posted another comment to CV, noting that it had taken me about two hours to paint “her.”

It’s an interesting synchronicity with CV and I.  Per the “like attracts like” and angel – see above-mentioned post/comment.   We had talked about these things in another thread (“What Paranormal Creature Would You Be”) a bit ago. 

I’m not generally all into the angel energy, so this very much intrigues me.  And I felt so much joy as I started doing those “puffs of white” …  a rush to see this angel coming through, especially her being Native American.  Native American spirituality, I am very into.   I love her :)

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“Red Angel” by Dove, December 11. 2007
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By Dove, www.TarotwithLove.com  The lacey light rain on this beautiful white-gray morning is so peaceful.  Those lovely marinating sounds on the earth below my lofty window.  The concert of delicate dripping and trickling, drips of rain dropping from the eaves, slowly, softly tapping the ground, one by one.  Distant wind chimes do their little tinkle-tinkle while dancing with a wispy, non-committal breeze.  Joyous silence intermingles.   I gratefully imbibe the gentle peace of it all.  It quiets my mind, soothes my wild heart.

Sweet Peace,
Dove