Belated 11/11 Post

According to WordPress, I had a whole lotta interest in the site yesterday. Not sure why, as I hadn’t posted anything new. BUT… in HONOR of that interest, it occurred to me that MAYBE as someone with a slightly witchy blog, I ought to have an 11/11-themed post. Angel numbers. I’m a bit superstitious. Sue me. LOL.

So, yes, I think there can be some special significance to spotting 11:11 on the clock with regularity, by chance. I know there’s a more colloquial idea about making a wish when that happens. I like to think it means you are on the right path at that moment in time, aligned with your highest self, and any possible guides.

The date 11/11 also takes on similar meaning, except the whole day is about attuning to the spiritual self and higher consciousness.

(Yes, I know it was also Veterans Day, but I don’t have much to contribute to that dialogue.)

Enjoy a lil collage of angelic fashion shoots, a couple shots of cherub statues, AND one amateur snap of me inside Boba Bae, surrounded by a vaguely wing-shaped arrangement of artificial flowers.

I’d like to take a fresh shot or two inside Boba Bae, or have one taken of me, now that I’ve lost about 30 lbs or more. Also, I probably could’ve struck a more iconic pose. My daughter is GREAT at posing for photos. I guess I get very self-conscious.

So…on the topic of angels and witchy-woo-woo… been trying to do regular Tarot card draws, ideally one a day. Ever since I kind of rechristened my existing deck, I feel like I’ve been having more meaningful reads with it.

I’m also trying to get a better sense of how the imagery in the cards relates to the interpretations, so I can start doing readings for myself without “crib notes” from the website I favor for this particular deck.

Been struggling a little bit again. For plenty of reasons. I’ve started additional physical therapy, for something else this time. Fell behind on the exercises for that. Trying to catch up. Sometimes, the journaling and Tarot reading seems to help recharge my inner battery.

Off from work tomorrow, however, without any appointments to worry about. Time to rest and maybe catch up on anything that I’ve been putting off.

Trying to practice various forms of self-care, and trying to keep a grateful attitude, as best I can. I had a few days or more where I was immersing myself in Gilmore Girls. That can become excessive when I neglect other more important things to sit in front of the TV, but I’m working on that, too. I’m generally not much of a TV watcher at all, but that series brings back memories of raising my daughter. And it’s just good television. Still have to watch the reboot.

Spent some time at the library, yesterday I think, finishing reading a poetry collection, and I chatted with someone in the ice cream aisle of the grocery store. That was all about me trying to get out and about a little more. Reading at the library instead of at home, and also polishing off something on my “Currently Reading” shelf on Goodreads. It’s getting pretty full.

Today, I stopped by the parental abode and picked up some new agey earrings I had ordered on etsy. I got one pair to match my Carnelian Agate necklace I got from the farmer’s market here, and then they gave me a BONUS pair since there was a small delay before my order shipped out.

I had very politely asked about the order status to make sure nothing was wrong since it seemed to be stuck in processing. The seller got back to me pretty quickly and offered a complimentary pair of earrings for the inconvenience. How nice!

There are the Carnelian ones.

And there are the kind of color therapy ones.

Beyond all THAT excitement, I happened to discover my mom had just iced some cutout sugar cookies in the shape of leaves. Using the directions she’d taken out of a magazine for marbling pots, she marbled the frosting a little bit. I snapped a photo of one of those, too, then ate it.

I did read some witchy Thread posts saying they wouldn’t touch the 11/11 energy with a 50 foot pole, because of all the disruption in the world right now. Plenty of commentary that all sources of divine feminine energy are right royally furious about the state of affairs.

I didn’t do anything especially witchy that day, beyond possibly a Tarot card reading, with a little chant I picked up from a goth band, of all things. The lyrics rhyme and repeat the names of several goddesses. I suppose that’s fairly witchy, now that I think about it; I didn’t make any heavy-lifting requests of the deities invoked, however. It was more about trying to get myself in the right headspace for a solid Tarot interpretation.

That song, the one with all the goddess names, has become a top choice of mine for setting the vibe, and cleansing or charging with sound. I’m also quite fond of Madonna’s “Ray of Light” (the song, not the whole album– though it is a pretty good album), for shaking off any bits of energetic gunk from my phone and my person.

The phone thing, I read about in Make Your Own Magic, by Amanda Lovelace. She suggests putting some peppy, upbeat music on, once a day, and setting your phone face down until the end of the song; as she argues, our internet surfing and such can leave ick behind. We carry our phones everywhere with us, so it’s bound to have a negative impact.

Dancing to it to cleanse yourself is just a bonus. And it feels really, really good.

[Yes, the degree to which I fully believe all of this fluctuates day by day, but I will say I have noticed that doing even a little witchy stuff here and there makes me feel better.]

I found a YouTube link to an official recording of the goth band song. Here it is, just for funsies. First time I encountered Inkubus Sukkubus was on a goth anthology. Wish I still had those CDs. Will have to dive into their channel! They’re on Spotify, too.

Good night, all, or good day, depending.