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this past sunday was Janmastami. eric was so kind as to take me to Gita Nagari for the Janmastami celebrations. i was never at a Hare Krishna festival but i was rather excited to see the events of the evening.

we got to the temple around 7pm i do believe. eric saw his friend chris pretty much as soon as we got there and he gave us a tour of Gita Nagari. everyone there was amazingly nice. the experiences i have had with catholicism showed me that a great deal of catholics are snooty and don’t really like to be bothered. it’s true. i was raised catholic so i do have some room to talk here. it was a nice change of pace to find that there was no snootiness at the temple.

on the tour of the temple and temple grounds, we came across this little kitty who enjoyed hopping up on her hind legs and saying hello. hello!

we also paid a visit to the cows on the farm. hey there!

when we arrived back at the temple it was time for the swinging of the deities. i really don’t know the ins and outs of everything that took place during the swinging, but as the deities were swinging the devotees would stand in line and have a drop of water placed in their hand. after letting the water roll off of their hand, flower petals were then placed in the hand and then the petal offered to the deities. i was actually able to participate in this event which kind of surprised me but it was very much enjoyed. if you weren’t catholic you really couldn’t or weren’t allowed to participate in different events at the church. it was fun to see that even though i’m not a devotee, participation was encouraged.

after the swinging we hung outside for a bit because it was a bit toasty in the temple. eric talked to some people he kind of sort of knew who knew some people he knew. dig? around 10pm or so was the bathing of the deities which is called abi-sheka. thank you to eric’s blog for that information. after the bathing we decided to make the hour or so drive home. before leaving we were given fruits to take home for the Janmastami celebration. the kind devotee who brought us the fruit also gave us the garlands that were around the necks of the deities who we swung that evening. we wore the garlands out of the temple and again i found it to be a very kind gesture that they would let me celebrate with them or in this case they let me have the garlands. that kind of made my night and i’m still excited that i have the garlands. eric’s garland is hanging in my room too. see?

i had a very good evening at Gita Nagari. i thank eric for taking me and i thank everyone at the temple for sharing their festival with me! kindness like that will not soon be forgotten!

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and so does eric.

in this fantastic dream. i was trying to find an outfit to wear so i put on this bad dress that i owned, imagine that, but it was too short, so i put on a pair of leggings. then i took the leggings off and then i decided the dress what short yet again sooo i put them back on. back off and on. off and on. this kept happening over and over again. then i looked in my dresser for a second time and found shirts that i apparently forgot i had, but i dont really have them. they had numbers printed on them like the numbers at ASA. and i also found a pair of bright blue and yellow shoes that i forgot i had as well…but i dont really have those either. then i woke up.

the other night i had a dream that i was at some sort of a band competition with my mom. it looked like a carnival with the band field in the middle of all of the excitement. i don’t remember what the band was playing, but this particular band was known for their amazing oboe players. someone at the competition told us that the only band with better oboe players was the miami sound machine. i think not. that was the end of the dream, but when i woke up i had some queen lyrics stuck in my head. “carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters…sometimes wish I’d never been born at all.”

insane. sometimes i do think i’m not right upstairs. the past few days might be proving that correct. carry on carry on smartz.

i AM dreaming. and for some lame reason i have not been documenting my dreams. i’ve been telling people about them, but i have not been writing them down. shame on me. i’m going to try to be better with that. it’s a little hard to do when you’re working with dial up where you’re living for the time being, and you’re working with a computer that doesn’t work. YES! my computer works, but i can’t use it at home for some wacky reasons that i bet you don’t want to know about.

but last night i did have a dream. and here it goes.

the dream begins with me wanting to get on the scooter with eric. so i go on the backporch at my parent’s house to find a helmet. i searched and searched and huzzah i amazingly found one that was too big for me but eric said it was ook so i wore it. when we went outside it was snowing. he again said it was ook, so scootering we went! we ended up at the haunted house at knoebel’s. the haunted house had turned into one small white room instead of the big thang that it used to be. it looked pretty lame actually. but nonono. we were surprised to find that it was the scariest haunted house EVER. i don’t remember what happened, but i know i was oh so scared. as we were leaving the haunted house, my sister and my mom were collecting the tickets to apparently get out of the haunted house.

el fin.

this man is amazing! he’s deaf and blind and he’s still making fine art pieces. he has quilts and installations and other fiber related stuff. brugg should check this guy out.

you can read more about him here!

nataliedee.com

if i could only have one holiday it would be halloween. the fourth of july would be second on my list of holidays to keep. i love the fourth of july actually! it’s not like it’s a massive celebration for me, but happy birthday america. i like the fireworks in particular. sparklers, big BOOMS, screamers…i like them all.

happy fourth of july to you! i hope you heard or saw something explode today!

i would like for just once, to get the feeling that people care or at least are willing to accept my life choices. especially family. i’m probably not going to change certain things so learn to accept them for what they are.

i’m not touching your meat product.

when am i’m moving?