justkimu: (leap of faith)
I made a promise to my girls if Barack Obama won. He won...and so do I (and the rest of you).

This morning I'm going to meditate on what it is I promised to the girls.

Have a great day,
Kimbo
justkimu: (faerie ring)
It is Miss E and Miss K's birthday today!!! They are 10 years old!

:)

And in honor of their birthday, I thought I'd post this...


Happy Birthday, girls! :)
justkimu: (sephie sink)
Scarlett the cat, a calico hero who drew worldwide acclaim after rescuing her five kittens from a 1996 Brooklyn fire, has passed away.

The aging cat - believed to be at least 13 years old - succumbed to multiple illnesses, leaving behind the sad Brooklyn family that adopted her after the blaze.


The whole story here
justkimu: (moon always dreams)
Does anyone else feel like this is the most electric time they've been alive? I was born during the Nixon years, remembered the end of Vietnam, saw too many "small wars," lived through the "high rollin'" 80s, wondered around like a gypsy in the 90s and found myself growing up in the early years of the 2000s.

Hot damn...I'm excited about life these days. No matter what happens, I know positive change is coming.

And now...coolness...

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Since this is open topic, I will re-post this from an earlier writing.

My Adventures in Diaper Making

Somewhere I got it in my mind that I should be making cloth prefold diapers from scratch. This is after I gave all of my other cloth diapers away due to our newest addition having a rashy bum. Also, middle kiddo, a pre-potty-training boy of 2, didn’t need diapers any more, right? I was okay with using disposables, and felt okay with my decision.

Then I started noticing our trash.

We went from filling one 10 gallon can each week, to filling both of our 10 gallon cans. One week they were so full that there was trash overflowing the tops!

What was a mom to do? Back to cloth diapers of course!

I wanted to do the diapers in the most naturally thrifty way possible. Over two days there were many mamas who guided me to inexpensive diaper covers and patterns for prefolds. Armed with my tiny generic sewing machine, a pattern I made for myself, and lots of scrap fabric, I set off to create some prefolds!

Step One
Remove all toddlers from the area. You can give them all the “fake sewing supplies” you can find, but nothing is more compelling than mommy’s scissors and straight pins. If you decide to give said toddler a straight pin to “look…eyes,” then make darn sure you also have a lot of padding around your body (and the bodies of the other children).

Step Two
After all toddlers are playing happily with their toys, you must get the infant to take a nap. Remember how compelling your shiny sewing implements were to the toddler? The infant can tell, even in sleep, that those tools are way too awesome for sleeping. In fact, they are so cool, only drool can properly adorn them.

Step Three
Once the toddler is totally engrossed in the Signing Time video you gave into putting on, and the infant is peacefully sleeping, you must now contend with the “I am 9-years-old” twin girls. In fact, if you do not listen to the 4.3 million reasons why Hannah Montana is, in fact, 7.6 billion times cooler than you, great amounts of screaming and wrenching of teeth will happen.

Step Four
It is now time to start dinner, and the “under 3” crowd is ready to go potty, eat, scream, dance, play, read, scream, spit-up, eat, scream again, gather reinforcements from the “I am 9-years-old” twins, and then scream once more. Put sewing in your sewing basket and set aside. You will get back to it in the evening. No problem.

Step Five
It is now “the evening.” All the kids are in bed, you’ve had time to talk to the spouse, and you are enjoying a nice cup of tea. This is the right time to finish the sewing, and meditate on the day’s events. You think about how much you love your family, and how blessed you are to have the wonderful job of being a mama. All is right in your world…and you set off to find your sewing basket.
Step Six
The “I am 9-years-old” twins have used your sewing basket as a horse jump. They have piled 2.5 pieces of your once clean laundry around the living room into some sort of “arena.” Your “me too” toddler has decided to make his own “’rena” with all the little pointy Waldorf toys you got him for Christmas. After stepping on all of them, then falling face first into the “World Championship Model Horse Show Pageant Arena of the Most Magical Horse of ALL TIME,” you hear the soft stirring of the little one as she tries to find you in the dark. Clearly you were not aware of the memo she sent out that said at the top, “Dear Mom. What are you trying to do, anyway? Remember the night time is when I get hang time with you, so prepare for me to awake every night at 8pm.”

Step Seven
Go online and find inexpensive websites that sell second-hand, or “reject” prefolds. Go to the local dollar store to find some pins, and exhort Grandma into getting some old vinyl pull-on covers.

Okay…you caught me…I didn’t actually get a memo from my newest addition.

In all honesty, I found that making your own cloth prefold diapers is very easy. We have several old cotton t-shirts lying around, as well as, some old terry cloth. The hardest part was getting my sewing machine to go through all the layers. They turned out quite nicely, so I’ve been inspired to make more DIY mama pads, doublers and baby wipes.

My favorite covers so far are Thirsties. They are super easy to use, have great gussets in the legs, and the size Large actually fit my toddler (who, by the way, is the same size as your average 4-year-old). Green Mountain diapers had a great sale on prefold diapers (seconds), so I picked up a few to add to my stash.

Including my DIY time, I got a whole new stash for the baby and the toddler for about $85. That is pretty good considering that I’ve spent over $800 in my cloth-diapering career.

If you want to make your own cloth prefold diapers, too, here are some websites you might find a great help to you.

Prefold patterns
http://fernandfaerie.com/sewing_prefolds.html

Great WAHM covers (you have to watch the site for ordering times)
http://www.wigglewormbottoms.com/store/Default.asp

Green Mountain Diapers
Seconds
http://www.greenmountaindiapers.com/seconds.htm

Thirsties
http://www.greenmountaindiapers.com/covers.htm#thirsties
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Scared me the most ever...
1) Amityville Horror
2) Night of the Living Dead
3) Poltergeist
4) Halloween (I lived in the same place as John Carpenter, and even met him)
5) The Shining
6) The Omen
7) The Exorcist

I don't do horror movies anymore these days. The Media is far more scary.

=)
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Bigfoot.

It is a long story, best left for a time when I've had more coffee. :)
justkimu: (written words)
LJ Idol Topic 4 - "I Think I Thought You Were Someone Else" (Mistaken Identity)

I am not the person you think I am. I had no idea who she was until only moments ago. This was going to be my "bye week" for Idol, but in a flash I had something for this week.

When most of you first met me, I was this grassroots hippy girl with sunshine on her shoulder. My "off the grid" life was paraded around for each of you to see. I was a writer, a healer, a witch. My art was shown around the land and I landed writing contracts. Weekends were full of parties, events and gatherings. My tarot readings were sought by the biggest names around.

I had no idea who I was.

But see...I'd set the mold already...people began to believe that I was the person that wrote in this LJ. When I would meet people in real life, some of them would be shocked at my reality. I was not the droid they were looking for.

I'd put myself into a box that had no trap door. More than before, I had to be the woman in my LJ. Now, mind you, at the time I was a hippy girl who made art, grew organics and drank beer around bonfires at midnight.

I had no idea how to be happy.

Life became like a trap. If I'd shop at Wal*Mart, one group of people would chastise me, while others would praise me. How could a hippy girl shop at Wal*Mart (we were losing our farm). Didn't I know that kids in China supply Wal*Mart (we were given gift cards and had nothing to eat...it was our only hope). Still...I carried on the facade of living the green life. Wow doggies, we are having fun now.

I almost lost my husband and twins. All my friends were turning their backs on me. My comments box was empty. Life was turning downward.

I made myself be something I wasn't.

As in all good stories, there was a serious event that made me take a serious look at my life. It didn't work. Still no clue. I was more lost than ever. This brought me to the 'net - all hours of the day - to find some higher meaning in the wires and hubs around the world.

My identity, sadly, was now who I was online. Conversations would start off with, "Oh, well, I read online..." The Mister almost threw away the computer. The girls (and the Wee Boy) were angry with me. My body hurt, and my eyes were sore.

When I finally broke free...no one really knew. It has been a long hard road to unattach myself from the internet and the image I created there. More than a thought form, I. It seemed like a real-life science fiction novel.

As I look back, I realize it was all just a case of mistaken identity. What I learned from this is that we are all beautiful people...no matter what we write in our journals, or what we say to others, we are all just trying to find the way home. We have set up a nice place to park our identity...even if it is online. For most of us, we can finally spread our wings without fear or rejection. Being online is heaven, and it waits for our return when we get up to pee.

But I'm here to tell you...look at your identity. Is it really who you think it is?

----


I'm not any closer to knowing who I am, but I'm very happy with my journey. My skin is thicker, my back is stronger and my heart is bigger. I can be me, online and off, without feeling the need to hide. No one mistakes my identity now. Sure it means being real 100% of the time, but for me there is no other option.

This makes me very thankful for mistaken identities.

=)
justkimu: (trapped fairy)
Okay...I really want to believe. Really.

I'm in a very odd spiritual place right now, so I'm really open to everything that comes my way. Since I was a kid, I've believed in something other than what we can see around us. So...aliens would be cool to see...

However. Good Gods - this is like the Spiritualist movement where the "readers" knocked on tables and had "help" contacting spirits (like using fans, etc.)

But this? Wow.

O RLY?

Oct. 15th, 2008 08:40 am
justkimu: (cigar kim)


You are a Hippie



You are a total hippie. While you may not wear birks or smell of incense, you have the soul of a hippie.

You don't trust authority, and you do as you please. You're willing to take a stand, even when what you believe isn't popular.



You like to experiment with ideas, lifestyles, and different subcultures.

You always gravitate toward what's radical and subversive. Normal, mainstream culture doesn't really resonate with you.



and...

Your result for Are You a Jackie or a Marilyn? Or Someone Else? Mad Men-era Female Icon Quiz...

You Are an Ingrid!

mm.ingrid_.jpg

You are an Ingrid -- "I am unique"



Ingrids have sensitive feelings and are warm and perceptive.



How to Get Along with Me

  • * Give me plenty of compliments. They mean a lot to me.

  • * Be a supportive friend or partner. Help me to learn to love and value myself.

  • * Respect me for my special gifts of intuition and vision.

  • * Though I don't always want to be cheered up when I'm feeling melancholy, I sometimes like to have someone lighten me up a little.

  • * Don't tell me I'm too sensitive or that I'm overreacting!




What I Like About Being an Ingrid

  • * my ability to find meaning in life and to experience feeling at a deep level

  • * my ability to establish warm connections with people

  • * admiring what is noble, truthful, and beautiful in life

  • * my creativity, intuition, and sense of humor

  • * being unique and being seen as unique by others

  • * having aesthetic sensibilities

  • * being able to easily pick up the feelings of people around me




What's Hard About Being an Ingrid

  • * experiencing dark moods of emptiness and despair

  • * feelings of self-hatred and shame; believing I don't deserve to be loved

  • * feeling guilty when I disappoint people

  • * feeling hurt or attacked when someone misundertands me

  • * expecting too much from myself and life

  • * fearing being abandoned

  • * obsessing over resentments

  • * longing for what I don't have




Ingrids as Children Often

  • * have active imaginations: play creatively alone or organize playmates in original games

  • * are very sensitive

  • * feel that they don't fit in

  • * believe they are missing something that other people have

  • * attach themselves to idealized teachers, heroes, artists, etc.

  • * become antiauthoritarian or rebellious when criticized or not understood

  • * feel lonely or abandoned (perhaps as a result of a death or their parents' divorce)




Ingrids as Parents

  • * help their children become who they really are

  • * support their children's creativity and originality

  • * are good at helping their children get in touch with their feelings

  • * are sometimes overly critical or overly protective

  • * are usually very good with children if not too self-absorbed



Take Are You a Jackie or a Marilyn? Or Someone Else? Mad Men-era Female Icon Quiz at HelloQuizzy

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Eeyore for sure. I love me some Tigger...no joke...but I'd Eeyore would be the obvious choice for me. :)
justkimu: (crossroads)
Yep, you read that subject line correctly.

Around day 20 I had this deeply spiritual experience. It is something I explained to The Mister as Sacred Agnosticism. After reading 100s of prayers (and only posting a few), I found myself in a spot of "huh?"

There is a book by A.J. Jacobs about living a whole year biblically. At the end of the year he was still pretty much agnostic, but understood the sacredness of faith systems.

In short, I had to stop the prayers. Posting a prayer each day became something that was done, not something that had any feeling. For some reason my prayers offline started to lose their shine...their joi de vivre...

Anyway...in order to restore balance to my Universe, the prayer posting had to stop. It is doubtful that I will resume it in the public eye. The experience has completely changed me, for sure, but not in the way I first suspected.

At least I know that I'm still a proud Kimboist. ;)

well...

Oct. 12th, 2008 01:37 pm
justkimu: (feminism)
Discuss...



ETA: Who are the Freddie Kruger dudes at the end?

(I'm so behind on pop culture)
justkimu: (clue)
First - welcome new people! :) I'll welcome you fully in a moment. :)

Don't ask me why, but this makes me laugh...


Now...each of you know that I'm about as whitsie-lightsie as anyone else, and that my radicalness gives many people pause.

But...wow...what can I say about this video?

I think I'll get a new camcorder for October 14th.

From The Simpsons, the X-Files episode:

Burns (as the alien): I bring you love. I bring you peace.
Lenny and Carl: It's bringing us love and peace. Let's break its legs!

Thoughts?
justkimu: (faery like me)
Okay...someone PM'ed me that I should add more people to my friends list. While my list is pretty big already (I always read, don't always get a chance to comment), it was suggested that new people might stir my complacent attitude. ;)

So, as this is my first frenzy...here is how I'll roll with it. My intro is not so up-to-date, but just ask...I will totally tell you. :)

~ If you post an intro, and you are new , I will add you. :)
~ If you post an intro, and are also looking for others to add you, please let us know. :)
~ If you post an intro just because you want to...I give you 3 internet bonus stars *** :)
~ If you find someone that really lights your fire, give 'em an add as well.
~ I *luv* cool icons. Cool icons get 5! internet stars!! *****

Let's all make a new friend...in my LJ!

w00t!
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The record companies own "pop music" these days I feel.

For good music wander around the internet to find indie musicians.

While I didn't answer the question correctly, those are my thoughts. :)
justkimu: (ET believe)
This prayer counts for both days.

Also, I've reached the 1/2 way point - much has happened since I first started.

So, without further ado...

To Hera
I praise you, great Hera, fair bride of mighty Zeus,
mother of stout Ares and skillful Hephaestus,
beautiful queen who walks Olympus' golden halls.
Magnificent temples are yours, glorious goddess;
with libations and festivals are you honored,
Hera, with your fathomless eyes, your even gaze,
your measured step, your poise and grace beyond compare.
To each wedding day you bring joy, most honored one;
by your will do lovers join in lawful marriage,
as partners form a household, begin a family.
Brilliant and strong-willed defender of marriage,
great Hera, I honor you and ask your blessing.
justkimu: (written words)
Borrowing from Papa Hemingway (and written in another journal of mine)...

Here's my entry for this week:

Instant enlightenment: take time, add sitting.

Now that's bliss.
justkimu: (Default)
Just tweeting via Twitter...feel free to ignore it you aren't into this kind of thing. :)

  • 20:20 @catalystone prayers to all of you. :) #
  • 20:28 every time I sit down at the computer the electricity goes out #
  • 07:04 @catalystone Who knows what is going on...I get about 10 minutes and then *poof*, lights go out. #
  • 07:04 @catalystone glad everyone is doing well out your house =) #
  • 07:06 I think I understand twitter now...I was here to "crack the code," but I sort of see why people use it so much. #
  • 07:06 Oh, and how MLM and viral marketing does well here - and how twitter can boost your search stats. Anyone here just for the fun of it? #
  • 13:04 @notdiyheather =) I'm loving the answers that are coming up! I'm nosy, too! *ha, ha* #
  • 13:14 @tensixteen64 I'm still new here...I love reading everyone's tweets, but also get "spammed" by marketing folks. ;) #
  • 13:15 @catalystone homeschooling is going well...I just have to change my perspective. ;) #
  • 13:16 @melyssa =) You are going to laugh at me...but I *just noticed* the @ replies option. *blinks* I'm not very observant... #
  • 13:17 @Danzaiver Just a human mom hanging out on twitter. And you? #
  • 13:26 @melyssa Exactly! :) I have to admit that I laugh more on Twitter than any other blog/social networking/friending site! +) #
  • 13:27 @catalystone I'm not sure why I only get about 30 minutes online before the power bleeps off. Maybe it is a sign! ;) #
  • 13:28 @melyssa block people? I've also noticed that you can make entries private/friends only? #
  • 14:42 @melyssa Thanks for the info. :) #
  • 15:50 @MuthaMae Yep...Jane Wine Box here, too! #
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Day 15
Perhaps I shall return someday
Once more to stand before this
Valley of the Winds

And the
Guardian of the Night
will fill my Cup and bid me drink, once again
of stygian nights in half remembered dreams
and
Sacred Barren Ground.

But my heart will still remember those
Ageless Hymns of old.
Which stirred my soul with their
Deeper Truths
and made my spirit bold.

For my task is not to seek some
Higher Ground,
nor make the darkness bright.

It is to walk with Faith amidst the gloom
Undaunted, Unafraid & Undiminished
by the darkness
of the
night.

raleigh michael smith - 2000

day 16
HO!
Mesmerised by the sheer variety of perceptions,
which are like the illusory reflections
of the moon in water,
Beings wander endlessly astray
in samsara's vicious cycle.
In order that they may find comfort and ease
in the all -pervading luminosity
of the true nature of their minds,
I generate the immeasurable love,
compassion, joy and equanimity
of the awakened mind,
the heart of bodhicitta.

nyingma buddhism - jikmé lingpa - 18th century

day 17
As you leave this place
may the Living Lord go with you;
May he go behind you, to encourage you,
beside you, to befriend you,
above you, to watch over you,
beneath you, to lift you from your sorrows,
within you, to give you the gifts of faith, hope, and love,
and always before you, to show you the way.

benediction - blair monie

And today, day 18
HYMN TO THE UNKNOWN GOD
(Peruvian)


O RULER! Lord of the universe,
Whether thou art male,
Whether thou art female,
Lord of reproduction
Wherever thou mayest be!
O Lord of divination
Where art thou?
Thou mayest be above,
Thou mayest be below,
Or perhaps around
Thy splendid throne and sceptre.
O hear me!
From the sky above,
In which thou mayest be,
From the sea beneath
In which thou mayest be.
Creator of the world,
Maker of all men;
Lord of all Lords
My eyes fail me for longing to see thee
For the sole desire to know thee.
O look down upon me
For thou knowest me.
The sun--the moon--
The day--the night--
Spring--winter,
Are not ordained in vain
By thee, O Deity!
They all travel
To the assigned place;
They all arrive
At their destined ends
Whithersoever thou pleasest.
Thy royal sceptre
Thou holdest.
O hear me!
O choose me!
Let it not be
That I should tire,
That I should die!

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