Child Of Nuin











I don't think rice is going to fix this.

I don’t think rice is going to fix this.

Well, shit. The first real day of my detox and things have already gone pear shaped. I was trying to document my week of detox via film, but apparently my mini-tripod hates me and fell over. And dunked the top of my camera into the almost-completed shake mixture. I panicked so hard and just cried over it for a good 15 minutes, all the while getting my boyfriend on the phone to ask what to do, doing it, and cleaning everything up. I really hope that the rice is going to fix it, but I have a bad feeling that it’s not. And if that’s the case, then I’m going to have to buy a new camera… even though this one was a present from my mum.

Other than that, the day went pretty good. Leaving out the Lecithin was a really good idea. As was straining the shake before I drank it. Though that may have taken away some of the vital components, so I’m going to try it without straining it tomorrow. I had to give my work mate a lift to pick up her car from where she parked it yesterday, since she was too drunk to pick it up herself last night, but apart from that all I did was some housework, since the family is coming up tomorrow, and I’m getting kicked out of my room to make room for them. The getting kicked out I don’t mind so much (well, I do, but I put up with it), but the fact that my cousin has three young children who are going to be sleeping in the room that I classify as my sacred space, worries me a little. It worries me every time, because every time I think that they’re going to break something, or pick up something sharp from my altar, or accidentally swallow one of my tumbled stones. And now, with the addition of my ancestral shrine, I am twice as worried. There are things that I have placed on there that I do not want them to touch, but really shouldn’t have to move just because we’re having family over.

I mean, they treat our house like their shack. I really don’t have any expectations that there are going to be too many boundaries. I guess we’ll see what happens when the time comes.

On a different note, my dog has some kind of throat sickness. We have to feed her cough syrup three times a day. Even with a syringe, she doesn’t make it easy for us. That’s something I am not looking forward to doing over the next couple of days.

– Reillyn is AFK –



China wall at Nambucca Heads.

China wall at Nambucca Heads.

Took today to go for a little day trip North to Coffs Harbour. We spent most of the day traveling, stopping in at little towns and just shopping. Bellingen and Dorrigo were two of my favorite stops, just from the atmosphere of the towns. Something pretty fantastic happened in Bellingen too. Now, I have been told by at least two people today that lower back pain is not uncommon among young people, but I have had lower back pain on and off since I was in primary school. I can remember having my first attack of it in grade 3, so when I was 9-ish. Anyway, while we’re inn Bellingen I went into a very small store that had these nice crystal points for not very much at all. I decided on a smokey quartz point and went up to the counter to pay. The man behind the counter, who was lovely, started getting my change but stopped, looked me in the eye and said “do you get lots of lower back pain?”. I was a bit flustered, so I told him I get it a bit, on and off, and he just looked at me and said “Watch that. It will come when you’re feeling worthless. That’s the center of your relationship with yourself”. And that was it. No preamble, nothing. Just straight to the point, and hitting the nail right on the head.

I thought it was pretty amazing.

But you know what is also pretty amazing? The China wall at Nambucca Heads, which is pretty much smack bang right in the middle of Port Macquarie and Coffs Harbour. Apparently there was a local art project over 10 years ago where everyone brought their broken china out and made a muriel with it. It’s a sea theme, so there are fish and crocodiles, and I’m pretty sure someone made a Kraken arm out of mugs. It’s definitely something that I’m glad I got to see again, especially since I don’t remember seeing it the first time I was here, which is also over 10 years ago.

They also have a really good juice bar. Just saying, that stuff was delicious.

Going back inland again, Bellingen is a fantastic little township, even if it is a bit tourist-y. It’s great if you’re looking for little shops that have locally re-vamped clothing and local arts and crafts. For the clothing, you’ll have to go into the actual township itself, but for the arts and crafts the best place to go would be the Old Soap Factory, which is on the way in if you’re going the way we went. It’s a beautiful little place, even just too go and have coffee.

Tomorrow is another day trip, this time going South. Another day, another early start… woo.

– Reillyn is AFK –



My crystals soaking up the sun.

My crystals soaking up the sun.

I don’t think I’ve cleaned so much in my life as I have over the last week or so. Honestly. We had another cleaning day since my mother and I are going on a trip to Port Macquarie on Friday and she wants to come home to a clean house. But that’s alright. Now my room is completely clean and tidy, I managed to semi set up an ancestral shrine kind of thing, and I got to clean out and rearrange a lot of my stuff. I got my crystals to soak in the sun for a while as well.

I also went through the motions of doing my first ever unsupervised sewing project, which was… more difficult than I imagined it would be. Using stretch fabric on an old Janome probably wasn’t the best idea, but it all turned out okay in the end, and only took me about an hour and a half to complete. And now I have a very colorful, rather functional, yoga bag mat with a drawstring. It was pretty awesome that while cleaning up I thought about somewhere to store my yoga mat, and just decided to make a bag for it. So it was totally part of my cleaning process. Watching Captain America with his manly pectorals probably didn’t help my productivity much either, but it was still a success. Woo.

Getting my hair did tomorrow, which is exciting in a weird way. I’m pretty excited to get something new done, but I’ll probably just go for shorter and darker. Ah well, we’ll see what happens. If I get anything done, I’m hoping to get it in places that can be hidden when I pull my hair up for work. I was thinking a kind of black-blue. Maybe something brighter. Not sure at all yet. And I only have 9 hours to decide. At least 6 of those hours will be me sleeping… huh.

Better get on to that then.

Finished Product

Finished Product

Project start.

Project start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
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The bustle of a university cafe.

The bustle of a university cafe.

I’m way too ready for university to start back again. I actually went in and got everything done that I would have gotten done during orientation week. I must admit, I was rather bored since I dropped off my only companion for the day at his friend’s house at around 1pm, and then had to fill my time with useless tasks and internet surfing until going to pick my mother up at the airport around 9.30pm. Except the plane was delayed until approximately 11.30pm, which is why this is going to be all over the place, and probably submitted tomorrow since I forgot to take the memory card for my camera with me and can’t find the correct cord to retrieve my photos off the internal memory.

Anyway.

I’ve been thinking a lot since my chat on Australia Day, and I really need to get back into my craft. Like, a serious attempt at connecting with everything again. I’m going to give it lots more thought, but I’m probably going to start singling out a deity or two to be my main focus, then expanding my knowledge and understanding from there. Before you are ready to do, you must be ready to know. Or something else deep and meaningful like that. But yeah…

It’s way too late (or early) for this. More on that tomorrow.

– Reillyn is AFK –

(Edit: It took far too much fidgeting and frantic searching to figure out how to get photos from the camera onto the external memory card.)



Happy Australia Day

Happy Australia Day

And now for a moment of patriotism. Happy Australia Day everyone. To the rest of the world today is just another day, but to Australia it’s a day to gather together with a bunch of mates, sit around listening to music and drinking beer, and really celebrating what it is to be Australian.

So yeah, just an average day.

I kid the Aussies. Usually I don’t really get into Australia Day, since I’m not really patriotic and what not, but I definitely tried today, even busting out my blue wig for the occasion. That earned me a lot of strange looks, but who am I to complain when no one actually came up and started asking questions. I am also not going to complain that I got photographed a bit when I finally got my face painted. I was going to go for the subtle brown kangaroos on one cheek, but the fact painter said she had expected something a bit more outlandish from someone dressed as I was, so I gave in and got something ridiculously patriotic.

It’s getting my face in the local newspaper, so who am I to complain really?

Anyway, I got to catch up with a very awesome woman today, who is really an inspiring person. I’ve been so out of touch with my spiritual side for so long that I can hardly be called a pagan anymore, and definitely not a practicing one. But Erica is so amazingly inspiring, not just the way she holds herself and does whatever she wants despite what others think, but in her dedication and connection with her path. I just… agh! I wish I had even half of the knowledge and wisdom she does.

So the only real downer was seeing and hearing the semi-snarky comments being made about me behind my back as I was out having fun. People in the shop nudged each other and pointed, one of them laughing. I don’t really give a stuff about what people think of me, but it really gets to me that even in this day and age doing something that others would not consider especially normal is somehow a really bad thing, even though future generations are being told to be individuals. The conflicting signals are so hard to get past, especially in an institution such as high school. A lot of bullying happens in schools, has done for years, and it’s mostly centered on those who dare to not only think outside the box, but step out to follow those ideas. People who are different are outcast, and can be punished for being too different if it makes the other students feel uncomfortable. Schools, especially private ones, are so focused on making their students the norm that they hardly let them express themselves.

I mean, come on. Having another set of pierces in my ears is not going to make it any more difficult for me to learn basic algebra. A necklace is not going to make someone lose their potential. Wearing stockings with a summer dress is not going to cause the apocalypse. Principals really need to check their priorities.

Anyway, so off topic. Happy Australia Day everyone, I hope it was a good one for you.

– Reillyn is AFK –



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