Our local library was an enchanted place for me as a child. I ate my way through books voraciously, taking multiple books out—the maximum number—every time. There was a story lady who read aloud to us every week. I was there faithfully.
This quote from Argentinian author Jorge Luis Borges appeared on a t-shirt I still have. It was one of the last Christmas gifts my mother gave me before she died so it has a poignant feel to me.
I have always imagined that paradise will be a kind of library.
This is absolutely true for me. What’s your idea of Paradise? In fact, I am such a book person that there are books in almost every room in my house. They’ve been friends to me for years.
When you say to yourself, “Welcome to Paradise,” what does it look like to you?
Seeds XVIII, 22
You know I always have a page-a-day calendar of Mary Engelbreit’s beautiful illustrations—and sometime startling quotations. This one from ecdysiast* Dita Von Teese gave me pause.
I like the idea of being whoever I want to be.
Lately, I’ve been having conversations with clients about core identity. There seems to be a trend going around the cosmos about wanting solidity in Self, rather than the over-flexibility of co-dependent agreeability. The Who Am I Question is here to stay, Beloved.
That’s why I liked Ms. Von Teese’s idea because it’s rather more true than we like it to be. You actually can be whoever you want to be. All it requires is a decision. (de- = from + -cision = cutting) You decide whoever you want to be, and then you cut away whatever doesn’t go with that.
The danger for all of us is when we decide on one thing, and then get stuck there. Identity needs to be mutable to a certain degree. If you are, like Ms. Von Teese, an ecdysiast, bringing that aspect of whoever to a grandparent’s funeral, say, probably isn’t as skillful as some other choices.
There are all sorts of whoevers inside each one of us—I promise. They’re facets of core identity. Facets serve a purpose: to let in the light. Let your light so shine, Beloved!
Seeds XVIII, 21
It’s Friday, the 13th! Always a lucky day for me, but not for someone who fears the number 13 which is the meaning of today’s Seed. Here’s Wiki Wisdom on the subject:
Triskaidekaphobia: from Greek.
tris = three
kai = and
deka = ten
phobos = morbid fear
It is a superstition and related to the specific fear of the thirteenth person at The Last Supper, that being Judas Iscariot, who allegedly betrayed Jesus of Nazareth and ultimately hanged himself. It is also the reason for a fear of Friday the 13th, otherwise known as paraskevidekatriaphobia, paraskevi being Greek for Friday; or, friggatriskaidekaphobia, after Norse goddess Frigg, after whom Friday is named.
The term was first used in 1911 by Isador Coriat in Abnormal Psychology.
Beloved, it’s Friday the 13th. If you’re a triskaidekaphobe, try rewriting your story for just one day. What if Friday the 13th became the luckiest day of the year for you?
Seeds XVIII, 20