Maebius Musings

WordPress blew up on me this weekend.
Restoring site from backups… test post to see if it’s working again.
Please forgive any strange theme layouts or other wierdness for the day.

At least I don’t have to manually delete the approx 30 spam comments I got on Sunday (which may have been the cause of the crash?) cause the backup is from Friday.

I’ll consider BloPoWriMo on hold as I don’t feel like re-typing the last three posts.

Saturday – does JMG’s meditation symbol look like a white circle on a black background because of a stylized lunar effect, or just because it works? Is that question even valid, and working or non-working exist beyond causality of full-moon-ness.

Sunday – Beautiful weather, lots of outside time getting not much done beyond destress and playing. Thus, a lot got done, without direct physical manifestation.

Monday – School rant, how to support your kid against the Institution and where parental limits collide with staff authority.

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I agree with the thought to living each day as if it were a celebration. I also like the winter holiday season, with cheery music, decorated trees and all sorts of commercially viable gluttony.

What I do not like is radio stations that switch over to Christmas music 24×7 starting on November 1st.

Case in point? Mix 102.5, the local radio station that played something other than country or hard rock in my area.

At least I still have NPR for news and such, but I’ll have to start downloading more music for my MP3 player to listen too if I want actual eclectic music this month.

*sigh*

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Carl Sagan day was a few days back, and I forgot to post about it since I was busy and on that horrid “night-shift, day-shift, night-shift” schedule again where my brain turns to mush.

Still, I’ll take the time today to muse briefly about it.

Take all your joys and trials, tribulations and terrors. Take everything that is weighing upon you today, and hold it briefly in your mind. Own it, as your life.

Accept some things are within your control. You are a spark of divinity and Love, regardless of who you are. You have Power. Own that.

Then, as you cast out your imagining to embrace all of humanity, the billions of souls each struggling under their own Atlas-ian Globe of Stuff, look again at the picture above.

That Pale Blue Dot in the center? That’s you. That’s me. That’s us. Earth, as seen from the Voyager probe from the outer limits of the solar system. Reduced to a blurry pixel amidst blurry pixels of Space.

I say this not to minimize our own struggles and joys. They are Real, as surely as the dot appears on your screen.

There is something larger out there, something huge and wonderful that would be lessened if that Dot vanished from the screen. Covering the spot in that image makes the entire image a little less interesting.

But the dot exists, and we are all a part of it. Grok that for a moment.

Thou art God/dess.
May you never thirst.

(yes, Maebius’s sleep deprived brain is quoting Heinlein books. Still works as a good musing though *grin*)

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It’s interesting to see the evolution of “wishes” as people age, myself included.
As a kid, toys and toys and games, and probably toys, are generally what gets requested for birthdays and holiday gifts.

I’m not entirely sure if this is an innate prioritization of ‘Play’ or a subtle commercialization role encouraged by society, or both. Probably both.

As an adult, our ‘toys’ tend to get more expensive or time-consuming. Either a fancy new car, or an addition to a home, or other such things. Still, it is pretty frequent that requests for birthday ideas are returned with “I don’t need anything, thanks.”

For myself, this year, I can honestly say I dis not really want anything. Perhaps a bit of free time to finish the book I’m reading (Snow Crash). Perhaps the ability to sleep in on Saturday.

Sure, there are bigger projects and presents I’d enjoy having in my life, but they are at the same time not feasible for others to get, or not really, really necessary. I’m just as content not having some things.

Is this “minimalist” outlook towards gift giving a sign of contentment, a willful step away from over-commercialization, or simply a shift in priorities?

Would becoming even more “poor” financially cause me to start wanting more toys again, as a sign of monetary wealth?

It’s an interesting muse.

Now… I’m off to make a cake, and blow out some candles. I’ll be accepting commentary presents all day.

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In the literary world, November is NaNoWriMo, or National Novel Writing Month, where people are challenged to produce 50k words in 30 days. I tried it in prior years and failed miserably.

There is also BloPoWriMo, or Blog Posting Month, where you post a blog entry every single day. This, I’d like to try, with the obvious caveat that I missed the first few days, and am actually focusing the Posts on one full cycle of the moon. Since yesterday was Full Moon, today is the first muse-post.

Some of these may be short, some may be long, but I will try to at least schedule -something- to get posted even on off-days. Wish me luck!

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