I have an announcement

I have decided to move my blog to a self hosted solution …. something something.

Right now I’m in the process of learning more about what this means, what will I be able to do and what not, which plans are the best for my blog, and other related stuff.

This means that for now, until the new blog is up, I doubt I will post anything new. 😦  but this is not something set in stone – if inspiration strikes, I will write 😉

I will also look into transferring all the past posts to the new site/blog.

The name of the blog will also change, but it will be somehow related to the current one. I haven’t decided on a name yet, and I have yet to buy a domain. And all that fun jazz].

Once the move is complete, this site will be a static page with a link to the new site.

If you wonder why I decided to move my blog, the answer is super simple: I want to make money out of it. Hosting my blog here, at wordpress.com limits my ways of making money, as far as my current knowledge tells me. But I will look into the possibility of having my domain on WP because, why not? It would save me some hassle, after all 😉

I always wanted to be a writer – not necessarily a book author – but someone who writes and gets paid for it. And while I am a ghost-writer as well, I thought that maybe I’ll be able to work for myself instead of working for others. I want to be my own slave, if you know what I mean.

Thanks for reading, and have a great day 😀

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Shadowscapes Tarot – The Magician I

I have to say, I really like this card. I guess, I somehow secretly wish I were this mystical character: he has horns, wings, special abilities, birds like him too. He also sits atop a rock, as if atop of the world – which he might well be. After all we get the impression he is able to manipulate the elements – the various charms hanging from his wings point to that direction.

Symbols seen here are the infinity sign above his head, the color purple and a muted shade of green, the ribbons, the sun, lights, feathers, and flowers.

We all can safely assume that the color purple represents the mind – and it is rather clear that this Magician uses his mind a lot to control everything he can, including himself.

His pants and wings are an off white color – hinting to pure intentions that not always are perceived as such. His horns are rather pointy and similar to those of the Devil.

Let’s see what Stephanie has to say about this card:

[…] Upon a rock he sees the gifts that have been left for him. The relics of the elements glint in the sunlight, and as his hands close upon the offerings, a smile touches his lips at the power that surges through them.

Meaning:Originality, creativity, skill, will-power, self-confidence, dexterity and slight of hand. It is about grasping the unseen around you, and harnessing it to become reality. This Magician draws upon relics representative of the elements: Fire in his lantern, the voice of the Sea in the shell, a breath of Wind in the raven’s feather, and Earth from the leaves.

I can’t really say I agree with the leaves representing the Earth, but this is not my description nor my art.

Let’s see what people on the forum say:

Inkscape : “In a way, he bears the weight of the world on his shoulders — each of the elements dangles in some fashion from his wings — but he supports it all equally, effortlessly. And even though he can soar to great heights with those wings, he remains firmly rooted to the ground. […] At the top of the stone, you can see a snake coiled up around another orb, in some kind of celtic knot. That makes me think of earth, the world, birth, life, renewal… kinda interesting that the snake’s head is so close to the Magician’s heel. […] After you look at the Magician for a while, take The Devil out and put it side by side. They’re almost reflections of each other They’re both horned and winged (feathers for the magician, webbed for the devil), they’re both bent at the knees, they’re both standing on a stone, and they both have something floating between their hands (and their hands are in the exact same position, with both palms facing away from the object).”

Well, it seems I missed on the other similarities between the two cards/ characters. In  way this is correct, if we think of how Christians used to see magicians – almost like the spawns of the devil, if not the devil incarnate.

JSNYC: “There are lilies and roses representing passion and thought.”[..] “The sun tattoo on the foot of The Fool is now on The Magician’s shoulder. Maybe this is referencing a situation where what drove The Fool to take the leap (off the cliff) has now been moved to an advisory role… The voice on our shoulder that we sometimes listen to, or sometimes ignore…

Ana’s Song: “the two birds perched on the Magician’s wings – these look like ibis […] They are […] sacred to Thoth, who […] represented wisdom and knowledge (also linked to his patronage of scribes – back in the day people who could write were considered wise, right? ) as well as magic and sciences[…]

Sagefire: “This magician is much more modest. The look on his face appears more responsible than most,[…] He clearly understands his power is serious business, and wields it carefully and wisely.

I thought the same as Sagefire. What’s more, most characters in this deck seem to have a pretty dark past that made them stronger and responsible in a way.

Let’s not forget the “standard meaning as well. Check it out here.  Of course there are more ideas presented at the Psychic Revelation as well – click here – but there is a little quote here below, if you don’t have enough time to read.

The Magician is about making higher – and better – use of all of one’s power. Spiritual, emotional, and otherwise. This is another card that often signifies new beginnings and great expectations. This is a very powerful, positive omen in a reading. This card reminds us that we have the power to make a difference, in our lives and in the greater world, if we simply make a point to try.


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Hacking my pants with a DIY pocket

While I have many other things to update you guys on, on Friday that just passed I was hit with a wave on inspiration and I thought I could write about the result, and show you the process of getting a similar look, if you’d like to.

Let’s start with 2 things:

  1. pockets are useful and sometimes fun
  2. I have at least one clothing item with no pockets

Clearly, something had to be done, especially now that winter is coming. So I decided to hack my clothes by adding pockets to them. I started with some training pants – is this what they’re called? – though, this must be one of the more difficult clothing items to start practicing with.

So these are my pants. Aren’t they kinda plain and boring? This is how they turned out!

Not too shabby, if I can say so myself. My partner thinks the result is rather cute and not all that bad for the first ever DIY / hack project. There are a few steps to follow if you want a similar … look, or result … however you want to call it.

TOOLS:

  • clothes that need pockets
  • fabric to turn into pockets
  • scissors
  • thread and needle
  • pencil and eraser, maybe
  • paper [for your pattern]

HOW’S DONE, step by step: guaranteed 100% NOT foolproof

  • Choose a clothing item that could need some pockets – in my case, some HM sweat pants I got on sale, in summer or so.

  • Search for fabric that would look nice on the chosen clothing item. I used some old sweat pants by Juicy Couture, on baby pink [is this how the color is called?] Those pants were some 8 or 9 years old and were well loved and falling apart, but I still felt bad for just throwing them away and some parts were still in decent condition. hmmm

Make sure the fabric you find matches somewhat in thickness with the garment, and is made the same: woven or knitted. It will look better, than mixing thickness and fabric type.

  • take the pencil and paper, and draw your hand’s outline, to make the pattern for the pocket. Leave some space around the hand because you don’t want a very tight pocket. Use your smartphone as well, if you want to make sure it will fit into the future pocket.

  • Remove your hand, and realize the pocket will be too small and possibly too ugly too for an outer patch pocket. Decide at this point to use a bigger item, like an A5 agenda or notebook, or any other item of that size. Trace its outline on the paper instead of your hand.

You can use a different paper, the back of the one you used already, or the same paper like me. You may choose to erase the first attempt, like I did, or not.

  • Cut the paper pattern and use it to cut your fabric. While you could use the agenda or notebook to draw directly on the fabric, the paper is lighter, and you can attach it to said material to make sure it stays in place. This is especially helpful when you’re not someone with more experience when it comes to sewing or making clothes.

  • Cutting the fabric should be easy enough if you laid the fabric completely flat. You just need to own good scissors for the purpose. Make sure to cut enough pieces for as many pockets you want to make. I cut 2 pieces but only used one.  But I may use the other one in the [near] future.

I had to cut away the seams of the pants, as I used the lower part. I also removed their hem as the fabric there was dirty and too thick. eww

  • The next step is to find a position for your pocket, on the garment. I recommend putting the garment on and then deciding where the best place would be. I chose it while the pants were off of me, and I didn’t realize it would be too low. I did want it to cover 2 small holes that appeared in my pants [eww, no craftsmanship in the HM labor camps/factories and the cheapest yarn possible.]

While you’re here, make sure you choose matching yarn as well. I measured it too, since I was about to had sew this patch and I don’t need unlimited supply.

  • You’re supposed to start sewing at this point. You are allowed to make some tea or coffee if you didn’t have one before. Make sure to sew an upper hem as well – it will look more professional. You should also ensure to fold in in the edges of your pocket patch.

If you also chose pants or another garment that is pretty tight, or don’t own a sewing machine [like me], you have to pay attention NOT to sew together the 2 sides of the item. You can avoid this accident by placing an agenda right under the working spot – like I did in the 3rd shot, in the image above.

In case you’re wondering, I’m right handed, so I sew towards the left hand, but I placed the pictures in a left-to-right order … I hope it doesn’t confuse you.

  • When you’re finally done, more likely an hour or more later, your pocket should look like in the image below. I think I will go with another sewing session, to give it more strength – I don’t trust it much with just one go done by hand.

My partner said she likes it, and I think it’s decent enough. I was lucky with the colors too as gray and pink look nice together. The pants are now more interesting, eye catching, and make my life easier when I don’t want to carry a lot of stuff.

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I hope you find this little DIY project useful. See you next time!


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Visiting the National Village Museum -part1-

We finally managed to visit this museum and document our visit through pictures. I didn’t walk so much in ages! My feet are killing me – I’m writing this right after the visit, at a café where we stopped to get some rest. If I don’t get distracted, I’ll post the second part of the blog, next week. Why a second part? Please read on to find out!

We reached the museum by foot from the subway station – it’s some 2 -3 bus stops away? At the entrance there were at least 4 tourist buses, and this meant the place was rather packed with people. The admission fee is 15 lei for adults, 4 lei for students, 200 or 300 lei if you want a guide [fee depends on the language you need the guide to speak], and there were a few other rates but I can’t remember who or what were those for.

As far as I can tell, this is the main entrance. There is also a gift shop on the right, right across from the ticket booth. I really liked some of the stuff there, though I must say some seemed a bit overpriced. Not that I’m familiar with prices for this kind of products.

Sadly many houses were closed, so we couldn’t see them on the inside. Well, A. [my partner] couldn’t enter the houses anyways, though she tried – because of a hay allergy she has. There are also a few rules to follow, such as no smoking anywhere in the museum [though it’s in the open] and no taking pics inside the houses. I would assume it’s because the flash of the camera can ruin the colors of the decors.

Visitors are not allowed inside the house, with very few exceptions. So I entered a couple of houses, but only in the small entrance/hallway of the house, and not inside the proper rooms where the occupants used to live. You can only imagine why: on rainy days bringing in the mud would eventually ruin the floors, while also just stepping inside some of the houses would also cause damage.

I must add that many houses had either a wooden floor either floor made of dried out mud – a building material I noticed in the walls of the houses as well. This was a convenient building material in the 18th century, a place in time most these houses belonged to. I believe this is what kept them so cool and pleasant – there were 27 degrees Celsius [80.6 F?] outside.

If you wanted to go even cheaper, you’d make a half buried house, like the one below. I guess the insulation was better? I do wonder just how cold it was in winter, though? I couldn’t go inside, but I must say the entrance looked creepy and claustrophobic.

There were also many vendors selling handmade things: clothes, home decors, jewelry, dolls, and other stuff. Pretty much what you could find in the gift shop, you could also find at this vendors, and then probably some extra. The prices were equally high, but we bought some cookies – but I only have a picture of one of them.

One of the vendors in front of this buried house was selling traditional alcohol, in special looking bottles. He had several shapes and sizes. While there was nothing wrong with opening the bottle up and drink, many were just for decorative purposes. Clearly, not for houses with pets or kids that can knock them over. The bottle below costs about 10 USD.

Speaking of drinks, there was one vendor selling a very strange summer drink. And what I mean by this s that it was refreshing, but very sweet as well. The drink’s name is “braga” and it is made of cereals – read more about it here and here. I bought a glass, see below. My partner said her mother used to drink it a lot, and liked it a lot as well. My partner doesn’t share the opinion. The drink is good, but like the articles point out, it looks really rustic and must be consumed really fast.

Another vendor was selling copper ware.  I will consider buying some pieces for our future home, after we have it. These copper pieces had a different color on the inside than on the outside, so I’m not sure this is how copper items are. In any case they look beautiful, don’t you think?

Lastly, I shouldn’t forget to mention the last vendor selling beauty products. We received each a sample of a scrub mask. I can’t tell if it was good, but we might visit their shop outside the museum to get a product or two.

Like mentioned before, the museum has many types of houses, a couple of churches, wind and water mills. Most houses had fences, gates, and their original annexes. These annexes include old-fashioned ovens for baking the bread, dog houses, tool sheds, houses for the livestock. Now, on with the pictures of some of the houses.

This yard and house are a unit. This house was not opened to the public, but it had an overall quiet feeling.

I forgot if all these structures above were part of the same household or not.

This was pretty much another household. I would assume its former inhabitants were more rich since the house was build on 2 levels and they also had this carriage. On the left of the “garage” there was an enclosed space – a tool storage unit, I believe.

This house was also pretty big, and the rooms were like a train’s carriages, as you could easily see in the first picture. This was a rare sight though as most the other houses had separate rooms and no way to go from one into the other.

I believe the caption says it all at this point. People were shorter in the past. The doors and gates are short, but the rooms are plenty tall on the inside.

Judging by the time stamp, this extra construction was on the same land as the house.

WOW, What an adventure! Both the visit and writing this – or better said, editing the pictures.

There ‘s a part 2 coming up soon, with the animals we saw at the museum! And in the park surrounding it. I just hope it will be soon enough.  [I hope there aren’t too many mistakes and errors in this entry.]


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Taking a short break

Hey dear readers [is there anyone reading this, though?]

I sadly have to inform you that this week there will be no posts. 😦
I have some tasks to work on, and I ran out of time to prepare anything at all for the blog.

I may post something on Sunday, but don’t hold your breath.

Have a great week!

Missing entries on my blog

I have to come clean guys.

Recently I watched a video in which the author [sorry, can’t remember who it was] was talking about people that get paid to write or film FAKE reviews for items, services, and so on.

This video hit home, quite hard, because I’m a freelance writer and I did get paid for that as well. However, once I was shameless enough to post that review on my blog, and have you [who reads this] believe that I actually know what I’m doing or talking about.

This blog was started as means for me to explore my creativity, share my life lessons, try and spread some more common sense to some who lack it [now that I matured a bit since I started I realize this is a near impossible task].

Back to my topic. Back when I posted that entry, I did feel guilty about it – I don’t think I even mentioned I got paid for that entry. I remember I was rather happy I have something to post, since at that time I wasn’t posting as much as now.

Today I’m coming ‘clean,’ I deleted that post, and will also have to further brush through my past entries to see what else doesn’t fit in my blog anymore.

I deleted this entry a while back, but I wanted to show you guys proof that I did delete it, and that this post did exist at some point. I currently have another entry removed. Once I figure out which entries still need removing, I will probably take another screen capture of my trash folder and update this entry. Maybe, I don’t know for sure for now.

Do know this is a slow process simply because I move slow. From now on I will only post things that happen to my partner and me, or just me. I may have my partner or other people write entries for me in the future, but until then, it will only be me posting. As stated earlier, I will only write about stuff that happens to me, that interest me, or my thoughts.

Wanted to clear things out, and assure you guys that the missing posts were intentional and not some sort of Mandela Effect.

If you read to here, WOW! you deserve a cookie! Have a good day!


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Thoughts and ghosts from the past

Today’s entry was supposed to be something different, but it’s not done, and it can’t be done today. Plus I have some other stuff I need to take care of, and there are just too many things to do and too little time.

So, instead, I’m going back on memory lane. I actually have a dream journal I wrote in since 2009, and I want to share some thoughts I had back then, as well as some events that took place before this particular entry dating back to December 16th, 2009. As you can tell, I didn’t have a blog back then, and I wasn’t even thinking about getting one. On, with the entry!

Whenever I dreamt I’ll get something, found a treasure [containing money, jewelry], I’d pick it up, hoping I’ll have it when I woke up [current thoughts: was I aware I was dreaming?] But this never happened; instead the general situation became worse. A said it was quite the opposite for her: she does get the item. I wonder if she ever dreamt of a treasure…

I have to mention the dreams I used to have like 10 years ago after granny died. I remember I asked her [soul] to come in my dreams because I couldn’t cope with her death. And… she did.  Man, was she scary at times! Other times she was angry or mad at me [current thoughts: of course she was: she wanted to move on, not be stuck between here and there, DUH!].

Most of the times she didn’t say a word. I would just see her and at times she was with grandpa [who died 7 years before her].  He was calm and he also gave me the impression he didn’t know who I was.  The strange[r] part here is that when he died, granny said she wanted to still live for 7 years, so she could be buried in the same grave as him. Just as she finished saying that, I felt a wave of something running through me and I knew it would come true. Over the 7 years, I forgot about that.

There  was this one time when granny was so scary and she almost asked me to let her go. However I didn’t want that in the beginning. Because I would wake up crying like crazy each time, [in the end] I did beg her to go find her peace. Soon after she didn’t appear in my dreams anymore.

The dreams in which granny was calm were surreal and I wasn’t aware I was dreaming. Usually later on I would realize it’s a dream, and things would change. In one of them I remember both [grandparents] had a new big [Romanian] country[side] house with a big yard with lots of livestock. They also seemed happy and healthy.

A. saw the ghost of a dead singer from Japan. He was scary, much like granny was. I’m sure  we both saw real ghosts, even though mine was in a dream. 

No important dreams lately, and that makes me sad. Granny still visited me at times. I also dreamt about my dead uncle, but I don’t recall anything important. I barely remember anything about these dead relatives, from the time they were alive.

Ok, so this was the entry. I had to edit it a bit to make the ideas flow more naturally. This written record has no ending, making it a bit surreal in my opinion.

Do you have such strange dreams? Have you even seen a ghost? Or dreamt about dead people?


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