Wishing

My Grandma taught me to make a wish every time I saw a white horse.  and make a wish on the first evening star, and make a wish  and then blow the fluff off a dandelion.

I gained insight on the white horse method of wishing. White horses are often in advanced age. You better wish fast.
For a year or so, I greeted my own special wishing horse every day. He dwelled with some other horses, in a pasture, I passed driving to work. He was thin and swaybacked, probably ancient with the burden of many many wishes. He was white as snow.
One day, in the pasture of my wishing horse, there was a man in a back hoe, digging a hole. The white horse lay beside it. That beautiful white horse, full to capacity of life, and wishes, was being as  respectfully sent to Heaven as any horse can be.
As near t heaven as he was, none of those wishes I sent ever came true.

I dont make wishes anymore. I still nod at the first star, and I still blow the fluff off dandelions.....(The object is to get all the fluff off in one blow, otherwise it wont work. One can game the system by selecting a dandelion head which is depauperate ,a botanical term for , way more than ripe.)
I hav'nt had a wish for a couple of years, but I still do it, wishless, for Grandma, and because, nodding at white horses seems right.

Nowadays, I dont dare think of a wish, because I can't bear the disappointment of  it unfulfilled, and those old white horses have enough to do just keeping their legs under them.

This week, though, I made a wish.
Not a big one.
No. I'm not telling. It does'nt come true if you tell.

Looking to Spring. Escorting Orion from the night sky

In order to get my Spring on ,I'm starting seeds. I'm going to make a Red-Runner bean tepee. I'm going to put it in an opening in my tree grove.......(It isnt much of a grove yet, because the trees are still small saplings, but I have faith!. There will be poplar, wild currant, Hawthorne, mulberries, apples, apricots, and wild shrubby roses. The birds and I will enjoy all that fruit. I'll sit in my bean tepee during summer nights when that bastard Orion isnt up therein the cold sky  waggling his dick at me, every time I go out under the stars.
Oh Yes he does! They say its a sword or a knife or something, but clearly, it is a dick.
If I had a dick , I would shake it at Orion every time I go out on a clear winter night.

  I'll make  some kind of arch thingy out of of stock panels, on which I'm going to plant moonflowers, jasmine and honeysuckle. Henbane and Datura will grow at the base, because they're spooky and cool, And red-flowered yucca for the hummingbirds. I'll hang a hammock in there.

I've started seeds of large gourds. Next Fall , when Orion and his dick, make their regular appearance again, I 'll carve and paint the gourds and make them into neat stuff.

And I'll be eating kale, and sweet melons.

It'll be just like heaven.

Link to related blogpost :http://darkergods.blogspot.com/2013/02/holy-trinity-of-abominations.html

Resolution

Resolution.
It really means seeing better. True! Look it up if you don't believe me.

I've happily managed to get rid  of pretty near all of my negative feelings over the past year, by telling them to 'Fuck right off'.
Of course, 'Fuck right off' is, itself, a negative sentiment.
I accept that without intellectualizing, because I have great faith in' Paradox'.
Strangely, Its all working out.

If you can't get with that, you can 'Fuck right off', but do not neglect, on your way out to totally dig, the exquisite paradox.

Paradox is the very stuff of life.