Boo and Happy Halloween! Halloween has always been special to me because I have two extraordinary sisters born seven years apart and both have birthdays on that special day. What are the odds of that?! This year, that imminent day comes with some unsolved mysteries that may be associated with ghosts… And what are the odds of that!?
If you know me well or follow my blogs, you are aware that paranormal activities are not unusual in my world. This month however, I have two unsolved mysteries. In the past, I have been immediately cognizant of the message in the baffling sign or communication “from the other side.” That has not been the case this month. Maybe you can help me figure out these October enigmas?
When I moved to northern California I brought one small black cooking pot with me. I wasn’t particularly attached to it, but it was the only pot I owned. My partner, whom I moved in with, had plenty of pots and pans; so I stored mine away and forgot about it until one morning…I woke up early and went to the kitchen to make my green drink and saw my black pot on the stove. It was about two-thirds full of water. How odd. I had forgotten that I even had the pot and I am one of those “neat freak” people that would NEVER leave anything out. In my world, everything has a home and everything gets put away – and right away. I would never have left a pot on the stove overnight – especially with water in it!
When my partner got up I asked him about the curious black pot on the stove. He commented that he had never seen it before and wondered where it came from. I knew that to be true, but part of me wanted to believe he was playing a trick on me, because it was positively unfathomable.
Was there a message in the water level? The pot was more than half full. Was that synonymous with the “glass half full or half empty” scenario? I racked my brain bewildered over the little pot. One of my dear friends suggested a witch’s black caldron? One definition of caldron/cauldron says: “a situation characterized by instability and strong emotions, a cauldron of repressed anger.” Hmmmmm….
Now, I’m sure you are thinking that my partner pulled a prank. But, let me tell you what happened next:
We were having a normal dinner together. We were seated at the kitchen table next to a cabinet he had built. All of a sudden something just “fell” out of the cabinet – all by itself. The cabinet has doors and nothing would just “fall” out. There had been no earthquakes or after shocks, but a heavy ceramic hand-painted lid came out of the cabinet and dropped to the floor and vibrated like a top. It hovered seemingly for about a minute, all the while we were waiting for it shatter into a million pieces. But, it didn’t. It remained completely in tact in the middle of the floor. We both witnessed this.
If you have been in a cruise ship’s dining room or a fancy restaurant and the waiter ceremoniously lifts the silver lid that is keeping the food piping hot, then you know the size and shape of this lid, however this one is extremely heavy and intricately painted with love by a personal friend.
My sweet mother gave me this precious gift that was hers because of the lilies of the valley that were hand-painted on it. My beloved grandmother was named Lily and there were lilies of the valley all around the perimeter of her Michigan home where I grew up. To this day, lilies of the valley are my favorite flower. My grandmother’s birthday is in October. This conundrum occurred two days before her birthday. I don’t know if there is any relevance in that; I am just working to put the pieces together. A lid, a cover up??? I don’t know…
“I am haunted by nothing,” is a quote from the book Untamed that I just finished listening to. How timely and how apropos I thought! Though I don’t agree with all the components of Glennon Doyle’s political stance, I honor her conviction and love a book that challenges my thinking and captivates my soul. I listen to two books a week and don’t recall the last time I actually read a book. I have just ordered a hard copy of this book and am already listening to it again. The entire poignant chapter on grieving after divorce needs to be highlighted. That is my testimony. This is what Amazon has to say:
Soulful and uproarious, forceful and tender, Untamed is both an intimate memoir and a galvanizing wake-up call. It is the story of how one woman learned that a responsible mother is not one who slowly dies for her children, but one who shows them how to fully live. It is the story of navigating divorce, forming a new blended family, and discovering that the brokenness or wholeness of a family depends not on its structure but on each member’s ability to bring her full self to the table. And it is the story of how each of us can begin to trust ourselves enough to set boundaries, make peace with our bodies, honor our anger and heartbreak, and unleash our truest, wildest instincts so that we become women who can finally look at ourselves and say: There She Is.
I want to live the rest of my life “haunted by nothing.” I want to turn all my “tricks into treats” and uncover answers that teach me how to be a better human being. I would love to hear any of your “unsolved mysteries” or any ideas you have to help me solve mine.
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Happy Halloween!
oh! my friend…..”such marvelous memories.” I am living in Evergreen Senior Living, in Eugene, Or. I am 89 and very healthy. I love reading your blogs. Spoke to Christie today. Remember those Magical Child days?? I feel that I am on the “verge” of something. Perhaps a move?? It sounds exhausting just to think of it! I do not know. Time will tell. I love you very much. And treasure the days we spent in rich, very rich conversations. love and grace, Ilene
Ilene, you have graced my life and continue to do so. So much love to you!