Idlewild's Almanack: @November 26, 2024 7:34 AM (EST)

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Tarot Card for Today: Page of Stones (Lynx)

Position on the Wheel:

Departing Midwinter, moving towards Imbolc

Meaning:

Still found in mountain woodlands in parts of Europe, the Lynx is one of the creatures at the very top of the food chain. With its speed and cunning, combined with its ability to climb trees, it is a formidable hunter as well as a fierce protector of its young.

Reading Points:

Pay attention to the physical realm, and be aware of the effects generated by everything you do. A strain of wildness and lack of forethought can sometimes hamper your forward passage, but careful consideration dresses the balance.

As a person in your life Someone with common sense and dedication, who enjoys learning skills that improve efficiency or that lead to prosperity and comfort. As a friend, s/he values the authentic aspects of your character. Can be an idle good-for-nothing or fall into into an inertia that’s hard to shift.

As an aspect or process Learning the ropes as a beginner. Keeping things down to earth or actual rather than virtual. Setting practical goals. Being busy.

As an event/happening Mocking concepts of authority. Apprenticeship, study, schools, or training programmes. Concentration. Messages of prosperity or benefit. Theft or pillage. Inertia. Public disorder.

Questions What data do you need to make a good decision? What can you learn from this situation? What needs your dedicated commitment?

Tracks and Pathways:

Study and scholarship • School • Starting out • Carefulness • Reflection • Meditation • Observing others

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November 26, 2024 7:34 AM (EST)

Dear Allison & the Onyx Savant,

How are thou on this Tewesday? How are the pups? Mine is doing either a second or third slëp on my grandpa’s chair in the living room. I was thinking of getting rid of that thing. Only briefly. In a Swedish death moment. (For reference.) My neighbor is pulling his trash cans to the road. He is extremely timely on his trash cans every week. He is the first one to put them out and the first one to take them inside again. I promise I’ve seen him go outside to get them while the truck is still out there. He’s a funny dude. What sorts of things happen in your neck of the woods on Tuesdays? What says “Tuesday” to you?

I’m noting this Tuesday more, I think, because it is so unusual in that the rest of the week is unusual. Today is my last “normal” day this week, and the rest are filled with question marks. Yes, it does make me anxious, but/and I’m not truly fearful. I have set everything up to be as lickety-split and easy on myself (and others, I hope) as possible. I mean, yes, people will have to give me rides. G will have to take me to Wilson twice, and my parents will have to drive into downtown Raleigh from Clayton, but that isn’t the biggest fuss, probably, if it is only for a holiday. I have tried to make sure I am staying or will be at places that are easy to park and get in and out of. Anyway. I’m overthinking this now because I am thinking through a lens in which all of the world is filled with Dementors. (Reference.) I like taking the train for its simplicity. I alight upon the train, take my seat, pay attention only to provide my ticket and make sure I don’t miss my stop. Also, it isn’t like the Metro or NYC subway. This is North Carolina. There aren’t stops every 60 seconds. And, unlike driving, there is a cafe/vending and W.C. on board. It takes some getting used to walking on the thing, but it’s fun if you do. Don’t try getting tricky when it’s crowded, though, or some lady will look at you from under her hat and you will wish she hadn’t.

I’m going to see some mostly delightful people. Or most of the people. Or what Bilbo said: “I don't know half of you half as well as I should like and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.” I must admit to being nervous about all that alone time with G. With anyone, really. Just knowing I am going to have that Oh no, what did I just disclose? feeling at some point. Crap. Forgive me ahead of time, please. Can I get a coupon for one free forgiveness, young man? Or I say something even worse: something that makes them worry. They get that look on their face. I am fine! Fine, I say! Lol. You know how it is with “elders.”

Nevertheless, she persisted. I’ve got to take my meds and today is packing day! Hang on…we’re also almost into, well, really should be into pomodoro time. That hateful time that belongs to “authority” (who is me, in this case, but that doesn’t seem to much matter). Alright, there. Swallowed and set the timer. Can’t play around much this AM. Also, Mr. H informed me he is out of underwear this morning. Sigh. I did do laundry yesterday, but not that. I realise I should be ahead of his every movement, but I am human. Maybe this is karma for waiting until the last minute to tell my parents things.

Honestly, I think that’s all I have right now. I’m sure I could get hyped up on some “bigger picture” issue, but couldn’t we all? A couple of points there: I have not been keeping my nose to the info grindstone, but please keep an eye on the spread of this new H5N1 strain of flu. It looks potentially vicious if it gets out into the population in numbers. If it gets into the porcine population, it could be a troublemaker, they say. And RFK, Jr. will be leading the governing body, so. You know where you can get a commune. Oh, and there is a video on CVS that I would like you to watch. I think I may have included it the other day, but it is important. The narrator is skillfully pointing out what I have been unskillfully epithet-ing for a while now. The fact that I have to go to CVS fills me with rage. And what is happening to CVS is happening in every other industry that I can see. Retail in general, anyway.

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I’ll leave it there. You know I could drone on and on, listening to the charming sound of my own typing, but that is less fun for the reader unless I unexpectedly include slaying a dragon. I did not, in fact, slay a dragon. That is against Buddhist principles and my own. One should befriend dragons, of course. Who knows when one might need the aid of a friendly, fiery dragon? 🐉

With many blessings for an easy path lined with wonders today—

Ever your mischievous bellwether—

Case Study #69

“What are you talking about, sir, and—I say—can you stop doing it?”

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