The Year of the Cats

I’m a big kitty now and don’t play with toys! (Sele)

Posted on March 2, 2012 by Wendy S.

Hi Every0ne, it’s Sele here reporting from our house. We know you’ve probably been wondering, “where’s Sele and Miss Bella (my sister)?” Well, things have been pretty crazy around here with all these boxes lying around (which we love to jump in) and new people coming in and out of our house (which we don’t like very much.)

When we ask mom, what’s happening, she just becomes very quiet and then reassures us that nothing bad is going to happen to us and that sometimes kitties just have to be calm among all the chaos (a word which mom keeps saying to us, but we don’t understand very well.) Mom’s been extra loving to us lately and we’re not going to complain.

My sister will have her own post coming up soon, but I want to tell and show you what’s been happening for me lately.

A few days ago, mom had me sit on a bed that’s not usually ours and she brought out an old toy of mine that I thought I lost. See it? It’s some kind of non-moving furry thing. I can’t believe I used to like it.

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At first I tried to make it move like a toy mousie but it just sat there, looking dumb. I told mom I wasn’t very amused by this thing so I just gave her a look that told her, ‘I’m a grown up kitty now and I don’t play with old toys.”

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She kept saying how I used to love this toy and would bat it around for hours and then snuggle up with it but after a few minutes, she wisely gave up. All of a sudden I heard the real toys I wanted to play with outside… birdies!

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I ran to the backdoor hoping mom would let me outside so I could show her what a true toy meant.

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They excited me so much, I did my clacking sound and stared intently, just willing mom to open that door. But she just said, “Sorry, Sele you know I can’t let you out now. Go find your sister and play with her.” Bella never wants to play with me, but I resigned myself that pleading my case to mom would only cause serious frustration for me. So, with a look back, I gave up on wanting to “play” with the birdies.

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I saw my sister waiting on the table for mom to give us treats. Treats aren’t as good as birdies, but they would have to suffice. I knew Bella would laugh at me, so I wasn’t going to show her how disappointed I was. But, surprise! She actually consoled me about mom not letting me play with the birdies and that made me so happy as she usually would never do that.

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So there you have it, an exciting glimpse into my so called life. The empty boxes my sister and I jump in are actually much more exciting but we’ll have to show you that anopther time. And Miss Bella wanted me to remind you that she’ll soon have her own post.

Do any of you still play with toys and what’s your favorite toy?

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Create your own poem and let yourself smile

Posted on February 24, 2012 by Wendy S.

I’m not a poet. I’m not putting myself down, I just don’t have the knack for making certain sentences rhyme or come together in the perfect way. So, when I saw a wonderful poem on Pamela’s blog @ “A Yarn Spun Soft“, I was intrigued. I read her poem and thought it wonderful and saw a link on how to create my own poem. I loved the format and how easy it is to have come up with a poem that actually resonates with me and doesn’t have me cringing.

Everyone uses the same format to create a poem, but there’s still a wonderful uniqueness that happens. To celebrate ourselves in poetry is a gift for ourselves and others. If you want to create your own poem, just click the image at the bottom of this post and I hope you post it, so I can understand and appreciate you more. Below is the poem I created at this site.

I used to worry I was undisciplined
I used to believe life was demanding

I used to wish I was more balanced
focused
and serene.

Then one day
I looked out my window
and saw a cat

a spontaneous
beautiful
perfect cat.

I nearly choked
on the epiphany

we arrive inside
an envelope
of bones

there is nothing to be done
about this

so fill yourself with optimism
and let it brim
with humour.

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A lightness of heart in the new moon

Posted on February 22, 2012 by Wendy S.

As much as I complain about living in Southern California with no seasonal changes, there are certain spring days that make me smile and feel grateful for all the beauty I do experience like today. I’ve been in such fear lately that the new moon seems to have granted me a respite with a calm faith and a sense of gratitude for all I do have. I have two beautiful cats whom I love dearly and though I have to sell my house, I choose to believe at least today that the apartment I’ll be living in will offer a welcome sanctuary and new beginnings that will bring happiness through all the uncertainty, and most of all I have great health.

Imbolc for me respresents a new promise of hope and warmth during the dark winter days and even though I didn’t do anything formal to celebrate Imbolc, I had an inner quietness and symbolic awakening to Brigid and her light. There’s a warm delicious air stream outside that urges me to go outside and sit in the sun, everything is so green and sparkly, my roses that have been asleep for so long are starting to blossom., and there’s a little bird outside that’s singing it’s heart away.

I’ve been humming a certain song all morning and I think it reflects the new moon’s beginnings and light. It’s an old hymn which as been redone by the artist Enya and maybe you can gather the beauty and lightness of heart that I’m feeling today.

(You have to watch the video on Youtube for copyright and privacy issues) but it’s worth watching.

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My mojo is missing…

Posted on February 17, 2012 by Wendy S.

The realtor came to talk about my house and I like what he had to say with all his marketing advice and now I “just” have to prepare the house to show. Boxes already fill my garage as someone very wise told me I need to , “break everything up in small tasks.” My “witchy” side of myself is very dormant, I must admit. Why is it that when I most need to pull out all the stops for magickal workings, I feel blah? Perhaps it’s because I have to now put away most of my altar stuff away for the eventual crowd of people who will be coming to view my house.

I don’t like this dormancy at all though. I could leave out my statues, oils, candles, but somehow I don’t want others to see it, if that makes sense. It’s not like I worship the devil (contrary to the misperception’s about witch’s and pagans) so I don’t have satanic art, but still, I’m very private about my spiritual path and leaving everything exposed feels like leaving myself open for public scrutiny which doesn’t feel right at all.

I know so many of you are going through huge transitions which aren’t necessarily related to selling and moving from YOUR home and transitory times are difficult for us all. Sometimes what helps that I just recently thought of that might help any of us is to ask ourselves, if I could fast forward my life ten years from now, what would my future self say to my present day self to offer me advice, comfort and the reassurance I’m not cracking up with all this stress that I’m experiencing.

Would she say, that I don’t need all my magickal items around me to feel like a witch? That I have to stay in the world of organization to get to the place I need to be? Sounds good in theory, but I’m struggling with it. Spring will be here soon and I love to play around with my faery houses in my backyard, but again, that has to be put away right now.

A lot of witch’s/pagans I know don’t need their tools for rituals and general magick to occur, but I haven’t figured out an alternative yet. out the magick. I guess I fall short in that area. I suppose I could leave out one or two innocuous candles here and there, but again, my logical mind is fighting with that symbolic part of myself that loves and needs all my magickal items surrounding me.

I haven’t found the middle ground yet and even performing spell work feels off kilter. I look at my gorgeous Book of Shadows and yet, I feel stuck, like there’s a black curtain shutting me off from wanting to perform any spells.

What’s a witch to do when the mojo isn’t around like it usually is? I’m off to buy packing boxes for my temporary items I need to put in my garage today and getting a notebook to write what’s actually in the boxes. Logic and intuition are really pulling me in different directions and I guess I just have to find the middle path.

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The beginning of the end ( and why transtions stress me out.)

Posted on February 15, 2012 by Wendy S.

It’s starting…the actual process of selling my house. It’s not on the market yet, but today a realtor is coming over with my stepmother to gage and determine the best ways to put my house on the market. I’m not feeling surprised as I knew this was coming. Sadness, comes and goes knowing I’ll be saying goodbye to my house as well as just a wee spark of anticipation of seeing what comes next.

Transitions are full of messiness, uncertainty and yes, chaos and instead of protesting the why’s and wherefore’s of this new phase in my life, I’m just contemplating the in-between world of this phase. I have a lot of anxiety about the actual selling of my house, like people examining every nook and cranny, packing everything up and my cats freaked out by all the interruptions to their life as my house is on the market. I guess it’s all the uncertainty of what’s to come that worries me most. Some people thrive on new challenges, but I’ve never been one of them.

That doesn’t mean though I can’t learn to adapt and keep moving forward. I’m not about to throw tantrums or wail to the Gods about my fate (doesn’t that sound so melodramatic, anyway? I am however very stressed which is normal according to my therapist. She said the three most common stressful situations in life are 1) a death of a loved one, 2) a divorce and 3) yep, moving. I’m very grateful I’m not having to experience the first two, but I also need to accept that this is going to be very uncomfortable and discombobulating.

Any advice about the whole selling the house, anyone? or experiences? This is the first house I have had to sell, so I always appreciate others input.