Oh Nine Oh Nine Oh Nine

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So: my birthday today is 09/09/09.  (As Smith says: the full number of the inverted beast.  Other years, I am  only two-thirds the number of the inverted beast).  Plans: fellow nine-niner Jamie is coming up for lunch; Paul is coming for a prairie walk and dinner; evening in the studio (that, I must have).  Above is the beautiful view from the cupola that greeted me when I woke and climbed up there with my coffee.

First thing this morning, I got an offer for a free birthday tarot reading. Why not? Considering that this is also the beginning of the school year (and that I intentionally set up my residency schedule to be at Ragdale at this time, knowing that I would be definitely be missing my classes, though nothing else), the text that accompanied this card I drew is rather interesting:

“Sometimes catastrophe  is actually the end of an impossible situation; this may be one of those times. Consider the possibility that binding obligations to an old situation are now ended. You are now free to choose your own direction, to explore and grow beyond circumstances that used to hold you in. The very fact that this is happening indicates your readiness to make this transition. Beneath any loss is a reserve of strength that has been building for this kind of opportunity. Point yourself toward healing, release from bondage, and freedom. Focus on the positive: your visions and ideas that will help you rise.”

And, to follow up, the next card:

“The long term potential is that you have a real opportunity in some endeavor or relationship to achieve security and success that’s great enough to be passed on to future generations. You and yours stand to be well taken care of.

Ask yourself what you will do with the energy you no longer squander in fear, worry or stress? What new kind of power does it bring you to have a feeling of security? Share with others how you are doing it. Express your passion in an abundant way.”

It’s silliness, of course – but a fun way to start an auspicious day. And I must say: those last few questions are good ones, no matter their source. So: I’m sharing with you how I’m doing it.  Slainte mhor!

5 thoughts on “Oh Nine Oh Nine Oh Nine

  1. FWIW — the “if your birthday is today” horoscope in my newspaper.

    “Success is so close that you can almost smell it and touch it, but to go the extra yard and cross the finishing line ahead of your rivals you will have to channel your energy in a single direction. Cut out all the irrelevant activities. If it does not take you closer to your goal then junk it.”

  2. happy Tarot to you, Ms Thoreau.

    someday i hope to find in one of my remaining boxes the 2/3’s the inverted beast postcard drawing you sent me.

  3. Thanks! – I had a great day.
    Linda, thanks, that’s a horoscope I didn’t get here.
    Smith, I hope you find it too (& I like Ms. Thoreau).
    Aimee: I especially liked the phrase “binding obligation” – made me laugh out loud.
    Now, back to the studio and channeling my energy in that single direction!

  4. 9 ~ 9 ~ 9

    (the lyrics to)
    Revolution 9
    The Beatles

    Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
    Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
    Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
    Number nine, number nine, number…
    …Then there’s this Welsh Rarebit wearing some brown underpants
    …About the stortage of grain in Hertfordshire
    Everyone of them knew that as time went by they’d
    Get a little bit older and a little bit slower but…
    It’s all the same thing, in this case manufactured by
    Someone who’s always umpteen (…)
    Your father’s giving it diddly-i-dee district was leaving…
    Intended to die (…) Ottoman…
    (…)…Long gone through…(…)
    I’ve got to say irritably and…
    (…) Floors, hard enough to put on (…) Per day’s md in our district
    There was not really enough light to get down,
    And ultimately (…) Slumped down
    Suddenly…
    They may stop the funding…
    Place your bets
    The original
    Afraid she’ll die (…)
    Great colours for the season
    Number nine, number nine
    Who’s to know?
    Who was to know?
    Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
    Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
    Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
    I sustained nothing worse than (…)
    Also, for example
    Whatever you’re doing
    A business deal falls through
    I informed him on the third night, when fortune gives…
    People ride, people ride
    Ride, ride, ride, ride
    Ride
    Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
    Ri-i-i-i-ide
    Ri-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-ide
    Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
    (…) I’ve missed all of that
    It makes me a few day’s late
    Compared with, like, wow!
    And wierd stuff like that…
    (…) Taking our sides sometimes
    (…) Floral bark
    Rouge doctors have brought this specimen
    I have nobody’s short-cuts, aha…
    Nine, number nine
    (…) With the situation
    They are standing still
    The plan, the telegram…
    (Hubbbbba, hubbbbba, hubbbbbba, hubbbbba, hubbbbba
    Number nine, number Hubbba)
    A man without terrors from beard to false
    As the headmaster reported to my son
    He really can try, as they do, to find function…
    Tell what he was saying, and his voice was low and his hive high,
    And his eyes were low…
    Alright!
    It was on fire and his glasses were the same
    This thing know if it was tinted,
    But you know it isn’t
    To me it is…
    Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
    Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
    Number nine, number nine, number nine
    So the wife called me and we’d better go to see a surgeon
    to price it (…) Yellow underclothes
    So, any road, we went to see a dentist instead
    That gave her a pair of teeth which wasn’t any good at all
    So I said I’d marry, join the fucking navy and went to sea
    Block that kick, block that kick
    In my broken chair, my wings are broken and so is my hair
    I’m not in the mood for whirling
    How?
    Dogs for dogging, hands for clapping
    Bird’s for birding, and fish for fishing
    Them for themming and when for whemming
    …Only to find the night-watchman
    Unaware of his presence in the building
    Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
    Number nine, number nine
    Industry allows financial imbalance
    Thrusting it bewteen his shoulder blades
    The watusi, the twist
    Eldorado
    Take this, brother, may it serve you well
    Maybe it’s nothing
    What, what oh…
    Maybe, even then, impervious in London
    …Could be difficult thing…
    It’s quick like rush for peace because it’s so much
    Like being naked
    It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright
    It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright
    It’s alright
    If, you’ve become naked
    Block that kick, block that kick, block that kick, block that kick
    Block that kick, block that kick, block that kick, block that kick
    Block that kick, block that kick, block that kick, block that kick
    Block that kick, block that kick, block that kick, block that nixon

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