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Auspicious

These are the quotes that stuck out for me today, in my morning readings. They speak for themselves:

“Your values become your destiny.”
– Gandhi

“Every moment happens twice: inside and outside, and they are two different histories.” – Zadie Smith

And here is my own “feel good” story of the week:

As I mentioned in the blog, I started taking a Japanese Zen Art class last week at a local Fine Arts Center. Many Japanese calligraphers and artists use a red block stamp to mark their works, instead of signing them. I was excited to purchase my own soapstone stamp and red ink, to start making my mark on my own art. As I was searching for something unique and special (I’m not a lover of “practical and pedestrian”), I saw the unusual ink pad above up for auction on eBay. I put it on my watch list because I adored it. I sensed its special quality. Apparently, the turtle vermillion ink pad was made in Kyoto, Japan and it was sold to the seller in a specialized, traditional calligraphy shop there. The seller said that he was selling the ink pad because he no longer dabbles in calligraphy. He claims that the the turtle is considered to be an “auspicious” animal in Japan.

Now the truth is, my second Zen Art class is already this afternoon, and I am not a patient gal. I wanted my stamp, and my Asian red ink for today. I had already done a “Buy It Now” on an interesting stone stamp and I didn’t want to wait around for an auction to end on the ink pad above, so instead, I purchased a more “practical and pedestrian” ink pad from Amazon, and that was that. Truthfully, I had forgotten all about the turtle ink pad on eBay.

Last night, I was having trouble falling asleep. My husband and our three dogs were snoring away in chorus, as I tossed and I turned. Finally, I picked up my phone and I played around with it, and then I looked at my email. There was an automated email from eBay saying that the turtle ink pad auction was about to end and there were no bids on it. Eleven minutes from ending, I placed my bid. What did I have to lose? I played a couple of games and when I came back to my email, it turns out that I had won the auction. The adorable turtle ink pad is mine!! I paid the seller and then I finally fell into a deep sleep.

Almost every morning, my husband arises at the ungodly hour of 4:45 to go to the gym. I sleep. Around 6 o’clock this morning, I hear the buzzing of texts going off on my phone. I look at my texts and I see that the Family Chat was full of texts. I could start feeling my heart beating out of my chest, but then I calmed myself, reminding myself that if there were a real emergency, there would have been an actual phone call from someone. I quickly looked at the texts. They started with my husband texting that he saw a strange little white thing moving erratically on our street this morning when he came home from the gym and he wanted to see what it was, so he got closer and this is what he found:

The little turtle’s bright white egg was hanging by a thread on its back. My husband gingerly scooped up the precious little hatchling, and he brought it to safety, by taking the newborn baby turtle off of the road and placing it on a rock, by the small lake in our backyard.

When I excitedly told my husband about purchasing the turtle inkwell last night, after hearing the wonderful story about him saving the hatchling this morning, I smiled the biggest smile (inside and out). These happenings are so “auspicious”, for all of us (the baby turtle included). I am not a believer in coincidence. Coincidence is always Spirit being anonymous and deliciously mysterious.

Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.

Soul Sunday

Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.

Good morning. What I love about most of my weekends these days, (now that my children are mostly grown and independent) is that I can live these weekend days through my most spontaneous nature. I feel free to live moment-by-moment, following my whims and my fancies and my curiosities more than I have been able to do (or more honestly, allowed myself to do), for most of my adult life. So much of today can be unstudied and unplanned. I can let my most inner impulses and inclinations lead the way. This is why Sunday is devoted to poetry on my blog. Poetry is a more spontaneous form of writing than other forms of communication. Poetry reminds me of those mystery grab bags you buy for a set amount of money with “???” written all over them. The delight in these bags is the excited, anticipation of what may be inside. There is no expectation of what could be in the bags, so curiosity and a sense of fun are the main emotions of the experience. In Japan, many stores offer these mystery bags at the beginning of each year. These “lucky bags” are called fukubukuro. Poetry is the fukubukuro (even this word rhymes!) of our written communication! Indulge in poetry today. Delight in the ways that you discover yourself more fully, by seeing what comes out of your heart, in written form! Here’s my poem for today:

This day is your painting,

your poem,

your living NFT.

It is uniquely yours.

The emotions, the observations, the experiences, the prayers, the meditations, the creations, the relations, the rest, the activity, the obsessions, the possessions, the delicacies, the piquancies, and the frequencies that you tune into today, are all of yours.

This day is your poem.

Your living, breathing poem.

What does it say?

What does it mean?

What will it bring to tomorrow’s on-going poetry in motion?

It’s Your Lucky Day

Not too many years ago, I learned of the superstition that people should say, “Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit” on the first day of every month to have good luck that entire month.  Guess what I texted to my family this morning?  Guess what is already written on the first day of every month of my 2019 calendar?  Readers, I think you should take a pause and say, “Rabbit.  Rabbit.  Rabbit.”, right now.

I am a superstitious person.  I admit it.  Some people would claim that being superstitious is silly and unfaithful.  I disagree.  I’m often a very serious person.  I’ve been told to “lighten up” more than once in my life.  I am extremely faithful in the higher powers of the Universe that I call “God.”  To me, my superstitions are just a reminder that there are higher forces taking care of us.  They are a reminder that there is more to this Earth plane than meets the eye.

Sports fans and players are typically very superstitious people.  My son played soccer with a young man who always wore his team shorts backwards on game days.  His mother explained that one day he had an amazing, breakout game and it was on a day that he had rushed out the door, accidentally putting his shorts on backwards.  From that day on, he thought it was better luck for him to play with his shorts on backwards and so he did, for the rest of his soccer career.  I am willing to bet that a majority of professional sports players wear certain items, or do certain rituals before each game that they play, for good luck purposes.

Here’s another quote that I don’t agree with:

“Superstition is the death of a thinking mind.” – Dr. T. P. Chia

If I think that saying “rabbit, rabbit, rabbit” at the beginning of every month will make me luckier, isn’t there a good chance that the powers of positive thinking will help make it so?  Or that I will look for lucky happenings in my life to prove my superstition?  This perspective, in turn, will make me feel luckier by seeing all of the goodness in my life, which will only help me to attract more luck and goodness with the positive vibe that I am emoting as a “lucky person.”  The mind, indeed, is a very powerful tool.

I think superstition only becomes dangerous and silly and foolish and unfaithful when it is used in a fear mongering sense.  If I forgot to say “rabbit, rabbit, rabbit” today and I believed that it doomed me to bad luck all of November, that would not be a healthy.  Some people might even argue against that thought, though.  Bad things happen to good people.  Often there is no explanation known to us as to why that statement is true.  Perhaps it would feel comforting to think that doing or not doing one of our superstitious habits gave us more control in our lives than we really have, so if something bad happens to us, we have something to blame it on.  “I should have said, “Rabbit. Rabbit. Rabbit.” or “I should have worn my shorts backwards.”  Again, our superstitions can make us feel more empowered and secure and those are positive feelings.  Feeling powerful and secure, makes us attract or at least notice, more of the positive forces and happenings in our lives.

People often discount superstitions as “old wives’ tales.”  The older I get, the more I think “the old wives” may have been wiser than we think. They may have understood reverse psychology or the power of positive thinking before it became a book.  Maybe we should call them “old wise tales”.  Anyway, one more time for extra luck – “Rabbit.  Rabbit.  Rabbit.”