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Eclipse Day

By admin | August 21, 2017 | Comments Off on Eclipse Day

Wake up. Coffee. Meditate. Feed cat, dog. Walk dog. Weather, hot humid. Rain, not yet. Sun streaming so bright reminds me I get headaches from too much light.

Think about Lori, who flew from Manhattan to Nashville to view the eclipse from her perfect place along the path of totality. Wonder if something wrong with me: I don’t really care that there is a solar eclipse, first one in how many years?

2017 Solar Eclipse

Go feed neighbor’s cats, two scrawny old felines. Neighbor Doug is bass player touring with his Americana band in Germany with his ex-girlfriend, her guitarist new husband and a violin player.

Remember that I also have to feed those cats, Ada and Roxie, for the next few nights because Doug’s current girlfriend, usually the night feeder, has gone to North Carolina to view the eclipse from her perfect place along the path of totality.

Read about making pin hole eclipse viewer from cereal box on Facebook. Don’t eat cereal. Wonder briefly if I could make a pinhole viewer from an apple or a carrot or even just the tin foil, like I made hash pipes and then cocaine pipes back in the day.

Realize that not once have I read up on any spiritual or doomsday or science attached to this, the first total solar eclipse in how many years? Again wonder if there is something wrong with me that I don’t care about the eclipse. Consider researching some spiritual or science or doomsday info for the sake of this piece of writing. So far, can’t be bothered.

Elizabeth Gilbert SingingBad 80s song begins playing in my head. “Once upon a time there was light in my life, now there’s only love in the dark, nothing I can say, a total eclipse of the heart.”

Apparently, I’m not alone. Famed ‘Eat. Pray. Love’ author Elizabeth Gilbert posts a video of her singing the song at Karaoke.

As an enthusiastic news avoider (always same story, different day) I can claim that all I ever know about current events, I learn on Facebook,where there is this

Does Donald Trump mention the eclipse? Don’t even have to look. Don’t care. Nothing good ever comes from that direction.

Started Googling solar eclipse. Definitely a time-sucking mistake. Some fun headlines:

Eclipse could seriously impact Trump, the nation, astrologers warn – Detroit Free Press

Is the Solar Eclipse a Message From God? – The Atlantic

Then this, from the Washington Post

10 seconds of burning: Friends partially blinded after watching solar eclipse (at 16, in 1962) warn of dangers

Glimpsing an eclipse does not seem at all worth damaging one’s eyesight for good. I get paranoid about burning my retina after reading that.

Sent to me in a text:
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And now? A total eclipse of the heart? Sun?

Start self-diagnosis of why eclipse mean so little to me. Depression? Disassociation with reality of current events? A relapse into the “I don’t care, fuck its” of my youth? I recall when my mother gave me a book called ‘Pierre I Don’t Care.’ Remember writing something about it

Voila! From five or six years ago: “When I was around 11 years old my mother gave me a Maurice Sendak book called ‘Pierre I Don’t Care.’ ‘There once was a boy named Pierre, who only would say ‘I don’t care.’ Pierre just didn’t care so much that eventually he stuck his head in a lion’s mouth, who ate him, or something like that. What’s the correlation? I avoid the pain of my parents aging and the pain of being loved by them, by being ‘not caring’ or being stoic about it all. I put on my ‘adult’ and go in to do the battle or task and then I am left with a wounded or confused little girl echo after its done.”

(It goes on): “Note to self: before you start to write memoir it is probably a good idea to assess how much you actually remember of your life. If mostly all you can recall, from the age of 11 or 12 on is encased (note to self: consider changing word to ‘eclipsed’) in a marijuana haze perhaps you should think again. But here is the mystery. My sister, who didn’t disappear so completely in to a drug thrall, doesn’t remember either. In truth, she remembers less than me. Why don’t we remember? Was it that bad? What was it about our childhood, our living in the land of my parents, of Paul and Adele, which required forgetting everything about what went on? Or more accurately, required one to not pay attention, or not care, in first place?”

Only madness lies in that direction.

A friend of mine texted me that she just Googled, ‘solar eclipse and mental health.’ That’s pretty crazy.

Discovered that another friend, a crazy, traveling, dancing, goddess-y, vegan friend at that, who “did not feel strong urge to watch the eclipse.” I read her Facebook-posted link from a site called whitewolfpack.com. Acknowledge coincidence as I’m collecting material for a piece of wolf-centered writing.

Headline: Navajo members won’t watch Sunday’s solar eclipse

“Even though it’ll be in full view over the Navajo Nation in Arizona, traditional tribal members won’t look up while it’s happening. The Navajo word for eclipse is “eating the sun. In the Navajo tradition it is believed that the ‘sun dies’ during a solar eclipse and that it is an intimate event between the Earth, Sun and Moon. The moon and the sun are sacred the way they were created, and you are not supposed to watch the moon or look at, stare at it for a long time. It affects your mind and your body. During an eclipse, every man, woman and child – they have to show reverence, and they don’t eat, they don’t drink water, they just go into the house until it passes. And then they show respect for the moon and the sun.


Inspiration Today: myth, magic and story

By admin | February 24, 2015 | Comments Off on Inspiration Today: myth, magic and story

I believe in the power of myth to inform our lives and illuminate our common path. Unfortunately, the myths we receive at long remove are often so sullied and shopworn that their power has ceased to flow.

As a writer, I find I spend considerable time and effort trying to rescue the mythic spirit of the stories I tell, and then restore both shape and substance to their rightful prominence so that the myth’s inherent power can flow,

-Stephen R. Lawhead

Shopping High?

By admin | November 19, 2012 | Comments Off on Shopping High?

With “Black Friday” around the corner kicking off the biggest shopping season of the year (retailers and economists hope) here is one for the “born to shop” in all of us!



Years ago when I was maybe 10, 12 tops, my mother told me a supposedly true tale about her artist friend Isabel. Now, Isabel was famous among my parent’s cadre of old chums from the Brooklyn days for being the most neurotic of them all. Ethnic food, dirty people, dirty ethnic people and actual dirt were verboten to Isabel. Being the neurotic-est was no small achievement considering the company she was judged within – after all it included my mother, she of the nervous breakdowns of which we did not discuss.

Anyway, here is the story: Isabel was an early adopter of psychiatry as well as psychotropic medication, but one weekend none of it was working and she was going off her skull. She called her psychiatrist at home (who she was very likely having an affair with and maybe was just trying to create some drama) and he told her ‘Get into the stores and buy something!’ And my mother’s follow up commentary would be how buying something helps us cope and empowers us as women.

Now I have always thought this story was a parable designed to alleviate any guilt about the crazed power-shopping my mother would binge on – coming home with those bargains too good to pass up as the clothes from the last episode still hung with tags on.

But, noooooooooo! Last week’s New York Times Magazine says it is all true. In a short piece called Shopper’s High we find the Emilyland quote of the century so far:

Any time you can buy something beautiful that you really love and fully enjoy it without the guilt you are improving your mental health,” – says Kit Yarrow, a consumer psychologist at Golden Gate University.

Now I could go ahead and let my inner cynic research whether Golden Gate University is, like, you know, a mail-order degree factory or if Ms. Yarrow is on the payroll of Federated Department Stores (owners of Macy’s, Bloomingdales and g-d knows what else) but why? I’m gonna take it as truth and cut and run right there ….down to the mall that is.

Psyche Rises in Emilyland

By admin | August 22, 2012 | Comments Off on Psyche Rises in Emilyland

Those who don’t accept it and always seek an explanation for the magic and mysterious human relations will lose the best of what life has to offer.”

This quote is from the fabulous writer and mystic Paulo Coehlo, from a recent blog where he interpreted the Cupid & Psyche story (find it here).  That is the archetypical Greek myth where the young maiden Psyche is so beautiful that she is adored by all around her.

The problem is she is also worshiped (which goes with adored) and thus incurs the wrath of the real goddesses (It’s not nice to worship false idols), particularly Venus.The goddess of love herself sets out to punish Psyche by asking her son Cupid (aka Eros, of the arrows of love) to make her fall for a horrible ogre. Instead, Cupid himself falls in love with Psyche and takes her away to a magic castle where they live in blissful sin (for a short while).

The only rule is that she can’t know who he is (what was your name again?). Of course, we all know what happens when you try to keep a relationship ‘in the dark’… (how’s that working for you, divorce rate?).

I have always been fascinated by this myth and, believe it or not, feel like I have spend much of my adult life in the Psyche drama.

How can this be?

Well, it’s not the too beautiful part, or having the god of love as my consort (if wishes were nickels…) or living in a castle (Jewish American Princess thing aside) that I relate to. No, it’s the next part of the deal.

Long story short, Psyche grows restless to see who her lover really is (who wouldn’t?).

So, when she lights a lamp, leans over, and looks in his face, a boiling drop of oil scalds him and wakes him up. Realizing her betrayal he flees her embrace. She is so heartbroken without him that she throws herself on the mercy of his mother (nice strategy). So Venus puts her to task. Three tasks, actually.

And here is where I come in…it’s those tasks she’s put to, especially the first one – sorting seeds – that I most relate to. I am forever sorting seeds.

What does this task mean to me and my life? Perhaps it is that I’m always trying, striving and then falling short. It seems no matter how much sorting you do, the minute you stop and get back to work, or let life go/flow by, then the seeds or beads or clutter or whatever falls quickly back into unsorted chaos. It is not a static thing. They, it, the world, the tasks…don’t stay still. Nothing stays still…

There is never an end to my story of Psyche – I’m always still sorting it out, just like the seeds. I’m always just asking the questions and listening for the answers:

What are the seeds? They are the kernels of creation.

What do they grow? Food, trees, flowers, life

Who was Psyche? Well, the word actually means soul AND butterfly, so…

What am I evolving into, transforming towards?

What about Eros? Where (the f*%k) did he go?

Perhaps this is what appeals to me about the Coehlo quote. There is no point in seeking a finite explanation. The answer itself is not static. It is living in the mystery and the magic that matters.


We Must Be Hatched!

By admin | August 1, 2012 | Comments Off on We Must Be Hatched!

Emilyland Quote for today – a commentary on change from C.S. Lewis:

“It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for a bird to learn to fly while remaining an egg.

We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad.”


The Healing Force!

By admin | July 20, 2012 | Comments Off on The Healing Force!

Today’s quote: From Chopra Center 21 Day Meditation Challenge, Day 5 meditation:

“Beyond the domain of negative thought patterns and stuck emotions lies love…the healing force of the Universe.”


Turtle (Totem)Tales

By admin | July 8, 2012 | Comments Off on Turtle (Totem)Tales

Why does the turtle cross the path?

To get to the other side, of course – and back into the water.

The better question might be: why did the turtle leave the water in the first place?

The answer? Well… To give emilyland a totem animal message!

If you are familiar with Arlington Park in Sarasota you will know that there is a tenement, a crowded ghetto of a pond brimming over with turtles. (There is also supposed to be an alligator but I suspect that’s a ruse to scare pet owners into keeping their dogs on leash – which works BTW.) Little boys feed and torture these turtles; they seem to coexist well with the ducks.


So, this little guy making his way across the path seemed well-practiced in sensing danger. At the first sniff of my dachshund’s nose from pretty far away, he ducked his head and his tail inside his shell to wait it all out. As we passed he started back on his journey.


What is turtle’s message?

Animal Speaks, by Ted Andrews says:

“It is time to get connected to your most primal essence. Go within your shell and come out when your ideas are ready to be expressed. It is time to recognize that there is an abundance out there for you. It doesn’t have to be gotten quickly and immediately Take your time and let the natural flow work for you. Too much, too soon, can upset the balance. Turtle reminds us that all we need, for all we do, is available to us, if we approach it in the right manner and time.”


Wow. As a product of this culture and era – and probably my own wonky brain neurons – I always seem to want more, and I want it now… But all that desiring seems to do is activate feelings of dissatisfaction and dis-ease in my life. Even when I get what I want I (think I) want more, or something else…and the longing remains…

But wait, there is more! A wonderful message of ecology also comes from Turtle.

“Turtles remind us that the way to heaven is through the earth. In Mother Earth is all that we need. She will care for us, protect us, and nurture us as long as we do the same for her. For that to happen, we must slow down and heighten our sensibilities. We must see the connection to all things. Just as the turtle cannot separate itself from its shell, neither can we separate ourselves from what we do to the earth.”

So today, at least, I will slow down, connect and have a happy day. How do you connect? How do we slow down the pace but not feel like we are being left behind?

The Order of Creativity?

By admin | July 2, 2012 | Comments Off on The Order of Creativity?

…or should I say, chaos…pattern…cycle…?

What do you think?

The order of creativity

For the Snow White birds

By admin | June 24, 2012 | Comments Off on For the Snow White birds

Snow BirdThe movie, Snow White and the Huntsman, disappointed and yet intrigued. The more lingering fascination was for the role of the birds. This doesn’t say much for the film itself…

Birds have always been part of this fairy tale. This image, of Disney’s Snow with her chirpy bluebirds, is a classic.

The birds are still helping Kristen Stewart’s Snow (are they snowbirds? hee hee a little Florida humor there). Presumably the same bird she saved as a magical little girl is returning the favor by showing her the deadly iron nail in her jail wall, and later, the way out. Is it a bluebird? Hard to tell.

Moving on to the part where Charlize Theron as the evil queen Ravenna subsists on a diet of bird hearts (ravens, one assumes) when she can’t get the full entree of a young innocent’s heart. She digs them out with a talon prosthetic straight out of a Goth accessories department – sucking in their life energy and leaving all those dead carcasses behind. That was kinda disturbing. She was also able to conjure creatures that appeared to be made solely of the souls of these dead avians.



Emilyland started to wonder what was in the energy of those bird hearts? Turning to the ‘bible’ of animal totem info Animal Speaks by Ted Willams:

Raven Keynote: magic, shape shifting, and creation

“Raven speaks of the opportunity to become the magician, or enchantress of your life. Each of us has a magician within and it is raven which can show us how to bring that part of us out of the dark and into the light.”

And for the sake of what? good vs., evil, innocence and experience, here is bluebird:

Bluebird Keynote: modesty, unassuming confidence, and happiness

Bluebird…”is symbolic of a passage, a time of movement into another level of being. Specifically it is connected to the transformation of a girl into a woman.”

Hmmmm. Maybe the filmmakers got it right…at least for the birds!

Walking the Labyrinth…at the crossroads

By admin | May 4, 2012 | Comments Off on Walking the Labyrinth…at the crossroads

chartres cathedral labyrinth

As is not unusual, I find myself at a crossroads – that confounded mystical, magical place of decision making where the road NOT taken is as appealing as the one that could be walked. The only certainty is: indecision is afoot. If only there were a nice, friendly talking scarecrow suggesting this-a-way or that-a-way. Alas there is only one of the little birds in my head telling me either path will lead to the same place.

Good thing I’m walking the Labyrinth tonight on the full moon. That oughta clear things up…