Yes, it’s the big day for me. I’m not telling you what year, but I started compiling a list of things that did not exist when I was born and got really depressed.
So I thought I’d post something about another source of anxiety–the upcoming election. I don’t think I need to remind anyone that I’m an Obama supporter. If they don’t hold the election soon, I’m gonna bust. LOL But in the meantime here’s something fun pointed out to me by fellow author Gwynne Forster. Enjoy!
I meant to post yesterday on the historic day, but I got sidetracked by a visit from a family friend. Friday was 8/8/08, a very special day. Like 6/6/06 and 7/7/07 the past couple of years, any date with three of the same number is considered important. Historically, three has been the number for perfection. Eights are particularly spiritual. Place an eight on its side and it becomes an infinity symbol.
Today, or on any other day, you can use the power of eight (infinity) to clear your energy and rejuvenate yourself. Make a quiet place for yourself where you will not be disturbed. Sit upright but in a comfortable position. Breath deeply from your belly until you begin to relax. Imagine a white light glowing at your base (red) chakra (see chart below for chakra locations and colors). See that light begin to glow red. From that center imagine a ribbon of light flowing toward the front of your body, around your side and into your back. The ribbon flows around your other side, making a figure eight. Let the ribbon flow a few times, growing brighter and more intensely red each time. As you visualize this imagine that your most basic concerns (money, survival issues, fear) are released into the light and burned away. When you feel moved to, disconnect the ribbon and let the light return to the chakra.
Repeat this with the six remaining major chakras as follows:
sacral (orange)–creativity, sexuality
solar plexus (yellow)–power, ego
heart (green)–love, caring
throat (blue)–communication
brow (indigo)–imagination, visualization
crown (indigo)-spirituality, enlightenment
After you have cleared each chakra, take a few more cleansing breaths then open our eyes when you are ready.
This is a much simplified version of the Infinite Spectrum meditation created by Laurelle Shanti Gaia. Ironically, or maybe not, you are supposed to do this meditation daily for eight weeks to completely clear the chakras.
For a fun chakra test, go here.
Queen Elizbeth’s just sold at auction for $9,000. The undies, of the crotchless variety are two separate legs held together by a drawstring. Naughty, naughty, but I doubt the style will ever come back into vogue at Victoria’s Secret.
Riddle me this, riddle me that. Who’s afraid of the big black bat? Apparently no one since the movie raked in a record 66 plus million for one day and a record $155. for the weekend.
I haven’t seen the movie, but my nephew was there for the first midnight show in our area–come to think of it, he never did call to tell me what he thought of it. As y’all know, I’m much more of a Netflix kind of gal. I watch when I can eat my own damn popcorn. LOL
But does this whole hoopla strike anyone but me as being kind of morbid? I mean doesn’t it seem like folks want to see it just because Heath Ledger is dead? I’ve been a big fan of his since the commercial bomb but personal love, A Knight’s Tale, so it’s not as if I haven’t been following her career. Still, I wonder if people would be so quick to rush out to see the movie if Ledger had lived.
But let’s focus on the positive. It doesn’t surprise me there’s Oscar buzz around his performance. I hope he gets the nomination at least. I still loved Jack Nicholson as the Joker, though. Eventually I’ll see this new one to compare.
Not since Miller’s great taste/less filling debate have folks seemed equally and vociferously divided over a popular image.
Enter Barry Blitt’s controversial cover for the July 21 edition of the New Yorker magazine. According to a poll I saw on my local news 47% of those polled thought it was satire; 48% thought it was racist drivel. At the very best, whatever you call it, the use of the artwork was ill-advised. I’d rather not get into the worst.
In the picture, Obama is dressed in traditional African garb; Michelle is tricked out a la Angela Davis–all while a flag burns in the Oval office fireplace and Bin Ladin’s picture hangs on the wall.
Leaving aside the intention of the artist and the magazine for a moment, what I want to know is why it didn’t occur to anyone that such a cover would blow up in their faces. Was there no voice of reason to say, hey, maybe these images might be misconstrued whatever our intent?
Guess not. The New Yorker tends to thrive on controversy, annoying liberals and conservatives almost equally. But a note to the folks at the New Yorker–it ain’t satire if folks don’t find it funny. The point of satire is to expose the absurd. It’s not satire if what you appear to be exposing is character not caricature. Captioning the piece The Politics of Fear doesn’t change the fact that the cover more likely reinforced detractors views of the Obamas as being militant, Muslim extremists rather than ridiculing them.
Now that’s funny, and not in a ha ha sort of way.
On a more positive note, at least it beats this–
Born a woman, became a man, gave birth to a girl and became a dad. Is that a rhyme? Guess not, but it is weird.
oh no!
Oh, not in a good way. The guy in front of me stopped at the red light. I stopped at the red light. The woman driving the minivan behind me didn’t stop. The next thing I knew I was crashing into the black sportscar in front of me.
Not the kind of threesome one wants to write about. Hope your day is going better for you.
What I Know So Far is no more. I’ve brought all the old posts over here. So if you want to browse through any of the old stuff, it’s here. Until I started importing the posts, I didn’t realize I’d been at this blogging thing since 2005. As Jenny from Always would say, Good Gravy!
When I saw this quiz over on blog things I couldn’t help but add it to my blog. How they discovered all this about me in four questions, I don’t know, but, who am I to argue with the blogosphere? Enjoy!
Your Blogging Type is Confident and Insightful |
You’ve got a ton of brain power, and you leverage it into a brilliant blog. Both creative and logical, you come up with amazing ideas and insights. A total perfectionist, you find yourself revising and rewriting posts a lot of the time. You blog for yourself - and you don’t care how popular (or unpopular) your blog is! |
Damn, I was not happy with my television yesterday. I couldn’t wait for Big Brown’s chance at winning the Triple Crown. But it was not to be. Two factors influenced Big Brown’s last place finish in my mind:
Now I’m no fan of steroids for any type of athlete, but right before the big race might be the wrong time to give them up.
Oh, well. At least BB fared better than Eight Belles who had to be put down on the track after breaking both forelegs in the Kentucky Derby.
