Daily Archives: December 31, 2020

Here’s to 2021- a post from Jeanne

Harper, TX 2006

Hello to all friends of this blog, I hope this time of year is seeing you well and safe. I don’t want to write about this dumpster fire of a year, but want to mention that I’m gratified to see that there are regular readers here still, and those of you who hit the “like” button are much appreciated. There are even some new followers, which would have had Jack shaking his head in amazement. I don’t promote the blog or even use all the tools that WordPress offers to make it more visible, so it’s nice to see this. You readers feel like friends who share this one unique trait, an appreciation for Jack’s writing.
One of the nice results of this project (scheduling posts ahead for the next two years) is the fact that I have forgotten most of the writing that I looked at last spring and summer, and I’m enjoying all of it as a fresh experience, same as you. This is exactly what I was hoping for as I navigate months without seeing him… tricking myself into seeing new “communication.” It may be an odd way to handle things, but I’m fortunate to have so much material to help me through this. I also put all the files of posts in order for the first time… although they are not posted here in order of month and year, I now have back-up files of all the posts I scheduled and all the years of posts on this blog backed up in an orderly fashion. Because I prefer to do my reading from books instead of on the screen, I hope to someday put these into a book format using Lulu.com (print on demand) so I can browse through them easily. But that is a project for next year, if I’m still into it by then. I’ve got more projects in mind for when I retire than I can probably accomplish in one lifetime.
Jack liked making lists, and I’m looking over lists of his favorite movies and music. My plans for New Year’s Eve are to get carry out at a Mexican restaurant and watch The Rainmaker or Cabaret. Nothing is the same but there are pockets of peace here and there, and I will see the new year in with gratitude.
With appreciation and best wishes for your 2021,

Double ought five approaching climax

Jack wrote this New Year’s Eve, 2005:

Hi blogsters.

Been a fun day of not much going on.  Couldn’t bring myself to look another batch of numbers seriously in the eye so I just did a minimal workup and did the usual handstand, look-out-of-the-corner-of-my-eye while juggling and saying mantras backward routine.  Never fails in a pinch.

All the cats have been tricked or cajoled inside out of harms way.  Naiad, the long-haired black Reiki Master puss cat was the one had to be both, cajoled and tricked, indoors.  Hydrox came in easy and somewhat serene as should a cat who’s been attuned, both as a Reiki Master, and in a lot of other things cats most generally don’t get attuned for.

Tabby, second-level Reiki, nearly as I can figure, old Tabby really never spent much time outdoors today, so she wasn’t a problem in that regard.  Had to figure out other methodology problem wise.

Shiva, not really attuned to anything, but a cagey survivor, stayed in back closeted for the day.

I have before me my numbers, but I’m thinking I won’t even look until tomorrow morning, the New Year shining bright.  Or maybe pre-dawn.  But definitely not until double ought six come blaring down the pike horns fiery slobber slinging from its noostrils and mouth looking for a likely suspect to do a bit of spitting at noostril/mouthwise and hornwise both.

I’m not a drinking man, but did some serious contemplating earlier that I just might put together a Margarita and get a little buzz on, but I decided against it.  Decided is probably the wrong word.  Making it would have required me to make it, which I didn’t.  Default.  Ergo, no Margarita for the dying breath of 2005.

I suppose if I had something else I could snort it, or smoke it, or inject it, or shove it up suppository style, but I don’t do that, either, so I didn’t.

But weirdly enough, I feel somewhat as though I did.  Feeling pretty nigh on happy here…. downright ecstatic.  Not the spiritual state of grace ecstatic …. can’t do that one on demand….. but pretty damned fine.

Nice way to finish out a year.