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The Great Giveaway…

Wade Davis: The Worldwide Web of Belief and Ritual (19:12)

Wade Davis: The Worldwide Web of Belief and Ritual (19:12)

When one consciously practices the ritual of the Great Giveaway one prepares for new things, opportunities and friends to come ones way on this mysterious journey we call life.

In the American Indian tradition the Great Giveaway is something you do with all the things that you no longer use or need; but some may call it junk. Toys, books and clothing but it can also include friends, family and beliefs. Son is turning 13 this year. I looked in his tight room and told him this,

“OK it is time to clear out the sides of your room!!”

He has several plastic containers filled with toys of all kinds. I told him I was not going to do it. So it took him some time to go through it.  Some of the toys he put into the garage for observation and a future day to let go of these items, and a few plastic bags contained toys and things that we would take to the local Salvation Army. Our Salvation Army is a drive up. It is easy and the people who work there are angels. I told the workers that my son was turning 13 in a few mouths and that he was ready to let go of some stuff. I told him that these toys were still in good shape.  The worker said this,

“Well son life gets better when you turn 13. It is going to be a great time for you son!!”

As we drove away we listened to the local 88.5 kcsn FM. It feels good to let go of the toys but it also tells me that the time is coming to let go of my little boy. The time of teenager is here.

Another story about Junk is when I called the bulky Item pick up to pick up some things: an old basketball stand and hoop, old metal ladders  and a Golds Gym trapped in the garage. To our surprise Thursday evening before trash pickup was the best time to practice the Great Giveaway. No sooner had we put something out in-front of the house that  three or four truck collectors were there to take it away. They came into the garage and immediately took apart the gym in moments. It was amazing to see. In the morning the real unusable junk was taken away by the city.

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http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/09/29/daily-prompt-junk/

I’ll say it again and again, Life is listening to synchronicities

Tarrasch, klein Thrift stores and garage sales are where it happens. I play a game sometimes. I imagine things I would like to have and then let my imagination go.  I shop with the glow of possibilities and magic. It is amazing to find the things I thought of. The days of,  thrift stores,  any Salvation Army or garage sale, have pretty much ended. Yet, I remember back to a certain book store. It was a place that supplied us with some interesting used books. We found some great books there. This bookstore was a garage sale because it was a garage sale of used books; Old and dusty; histories that are enchanting.

My husband collects too many Chess books. One day we went out to breakfast and then turned into the local used book store for our terrible addiction to books. On this particular day a big book sale was happening; an array of books were for sale outside and it was about to rain. The two of us separated looking for a gem or heart of gold. We both were coming up empty. I wanted to find something special for my husband on his birthday on that same day.  He has studied and played chess for years and I do not know much about the game.

I have been known to try to fool him by going into his chess closet; taking out an old one and warp it up for a Christmas or on his birthday as a NEW gift.  He remembers them all.  I sometimes put little notes in his chess books thinking he will never find them… but he always does (even years later).

Anyway, on this day from our past I found a small selection of game books and noticed one with the word “CHESS” on it.  It was a book about  Siegbert Tarrasch and I thought,

“How do I say this name?”

I tried hiding the book behind my back but John wrestled it out of my grasp: A big smile came over his face because he knew about Tarrasch.

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“Happy birthday John.”

I took the book back from him and looked through it. It smelled old and while reading through the preface… I stopped and read the short biography;

Siegbert Tarrasch was born on March 5, 1862. He was one of the strongest chess players of the late 19th century and early 20th century. Tarrasch was Jewish, and a patriotic German who lost a son in World War I, but lived to suffer under the early stages of Nazism.

“Wow that is the same month and day as John’s birthday.”

March 5th, John and Siegbert’s birthdays are one hundred and four years apart.

This is the best synchronicity that I ever shared with another, but I have played this game before and continue to do so…because life is listening to synchronicities.

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Whippet

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I am not naturally a dog person. There was one dog Peepers, a red collie we grew up with, that I loved. She would roam the fields and golf course near by. Life was wild then. In the late 1970s my sister-in-law breed Whippets. I learned to loved her dogs. They were thin and very loving. This particular picture is a fun one. The sweater I am wearing was found at a thrift store in the late 1970s. It was my Jackson Pollock sweater.  Most of my clothes then were throw backs from the 1950s: twenty buck’ got you a lot of clothes from the local thrift store or salvation army. I wore this sweater until it was threads.

Nola laughed when she heard this song on the radio. In her mind it was about her Whippets…

this is about devolution and nothing else… ;>