A home-made recipe to let springtime into your home since you can't go out. This soft non-toxic shower foam with scents of Provence is very easy to make. It won't dry out your skin and it'll turn showering into a sensual delight. You may find all ingredients on specialised online shops (hoping that deliveries are still allowed).
Ingredients
22 ml babassu moss surfactant
14 g foaming moss (disodium lauryl sulfosuccinate)
120 ml mineral water
30 drops Cosgard preservative (benzylic alcohol)
27 drops EO lavandin super (hybrid lavender)
1/2 pinch blue oxide (optional)
1 pinch pink oxide (optional)
Instructions
Dilute the oxides with water until you obtain a smooth violet mix. Add in surfactants, avoiding contact with skin until they are not fully diluted. Still well after each addition and pour in essential oil and preservative. Transfer to a 200 ml foaming bottle. Let stand 24h before use. The mixture will thicken.
Should keep approximately 3 months, but you'll probably empty it long before that.
NOTE: If you don't have a foaming bottle, you may transfer to a recycled shower gel or liquid soap container. However, since the foam needs air to form, you may not get the same lather. As for optional colouring, you may use violet oxide instead in the same proportions. You may also replace lavandin oil with lavender oil, though I find the scent of lavandin is nicer.
Christmas in the streets, Easter at home! In 2020, the church bells might return to rum but not to Rome since they never left because of the lock-down.
Whether it's all about commemorating the resurrection of Christ after his crucifixion, the exodus of the Jews fleeing the oppression of the Pharaohs or a Pagan festival in tribute to Ostara, the goddess of fertility, this year there won't be any celebration of this long-turned commercial annual rite — to which every first Sunday following the full moon after the spring equinox the ignorant good sheople that we are comply. And this is good news because it was high time for humanity to pass over. Incidentally, the Latin equivalent of Easter (Eostae from the Anglo-Saxon goddess of Spring), pascha is derived from Hebrew pessah and the verb pasah which means “to pass over” (transcend).
And from Easter/Ostara to the Parcae of Roman mythology, there's only a thread of life. But there's more...
For those who don't know, the three Parcae (a Latin word meaning “to spare”), also called the Fates, are the female personifications of human destiny from birth to death. They are presented as spinners weaving the thread of life, measuring it and cutting it. You get the hint now?
It would appear that it's a unique opportunity for us to go down the white rabbit hole in search for all the Easter eggs of truth which have been hidden from us. Follow the grin of the Cheschire Cat, that will lead you straight to the den of the Mad Hatter and you could be in for a big surprise when you find out he was actually the wisest of them all. But make sure to serve from the Heart if you don't want to lose your head for the Queen is a sore loser and will try her best to cut it off.†
Endnotes
Just in case you missed it, I was alluding to Alice In Wonderland by Lewis Carroll.
In a article for the Eklabugs Project (only available in French), I wrote that we could laugh at anything and that the actual boundaries lay within the intention which you can make out through vibratory discernment. That is the whole difference between making fun of something or someone to hijack dramatisation and using humour as an excuse to attack them. Humour allows us to step back and take a higher perspective, and especially to raise vibrations. Black humour is a bit peculiar as it targets the “political incorrectness” (love this wishy-washy self-righteous expression!).
Black comedy, also known as black humor, dark comedy, dark humor or gallows humor, is a comic style that makes light of subject matter that is generally considered taboo, particularly subjects that are normally considered serious or painful to discuss. Writers and comedians often use it as a tool for exploring vulgar issues, by provoking discomfort and serious thought as well as amusement in their audience. [...]
Black comedy has the social effect of strengthening the morale of the oppressed and undermines the morale of the oppressors. According to Wylie Sypher, "to be able to laugh at evil and error means we have surmounted them."
Black comedy is a natural human instinct and examples of it can be found in stories from antiquity.
Far from considering black humour as an unhealthy tendency, I think it provides some kind of a safety valve, an outlet for our deepest fears and the reality of this world that we repress on account of all the horror and fear it creates. It is well known that all pent-up emotions always try to emerge into expression (the free flow of energy) and rarely in the best possible way. Not to say the worst at times.
It is no coincidence therefore that the researchers of the study below found that black humour fans were less prone to aggression, anxiety and depression than those who can't laugh at it. Let's not forget that humour vibrates at a high frequency. Thus this peculiar kind of humour may help to transition from a very low frequency (that of fear and all associated emotions) to a very high frequency close to love. Black humour sounds like some kind of non literary form of oxymoron, if I may say so. Could it just be a way of dropping the ball and accepting reality to transcend duality? In any case, I think it's a wonderful tool to measure our level of detachment and how much further we still have to go to free ourselves from all the egregores trapping us into the Matrix.
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Are you a fan of dark humor? If so, research has shown that you might be more intelligent on average, and less aggressive as well. According to a 2017 study published in the journal Cognitive Processing, people who enjoy dark humor are more likely to be intelligent, and also less likely to be aggressive.
The experiments took place at the Medical University of Vienna, and involved 156 people from a wide range of different social and educational backgrounds who varied in age, but had an average age of 33. The participants were given a set of intelligence tests, and then monitored while being exposed to cartoons that contained what many would consider dark humor (or black humour, as it is known in the UK, where the study was conducted).
The researchers should not have been very surprised to see the connection between dark humor and intelligence, as other studies in the past have shown that people with high levels of intelligence are more likely to suffer from conditions like depression or anxiety.
Less than a month ago, I wrote about the importance to work on our divine feminine et divine masculine. Incidentally, I stumbled upon (though we all know there is no such thing as chance) this song by Hayley Williams, lead singer of band Paramore (from Nashville) who has just embarked into a solo career. I found it interesting that she uses a flower metaphor to talk about femininity. Besides, this a perfect song for spring!
“Every woman in my family on my mom’s side, they’ve all been abused in almost every sense of the word”, she says. “I’ve always felt like something was wrong with me or I was an underdog or I had something to prove.”
“But I kept thinking about, what is it to me to grow up in a man’s world, in an industry that I’m surrounded by men all the time” she goes on.
For information, Hayley had a troubled childhood. Young divorced parents; an abusive stepfather; she and her mother fleeing to another state and living in a trailer; bullied at school and resorting to home-schooling. Then she joined a rock band to sort of recreate a family and success came while she was still a teenager. Then she repeated the toxic patterns she inherited from her parents, got divorced and sank into a serious depression at the age of 30. Money and fame definitely can't buy you happiness.
“I am a woman. How can I own that without shame? How can I just be proud about my feminine side, all of my feminine sides? Because I got masculine sides too. Everyone’s got both sides of it. I feel like I’ve been so comfortable with this other side of myself that is so not feminine, that what does it feel like to step into femininity?”
And she concludes wisely: “As long as I’m staying soft to those things and I’m open to letting those things in and out of me then I actually can survive the world a lot easier than if I stay hard and with my fists up all the time.” (Source)
Roses/Lotus/Violet/Iris
I have seen your body And I have seen your beauty, They are separate things, Pretty, pretty, pretty things.
But I am in a garden, Tending to my own, So what do I care And what do you care if I grow? Ooh, if I grow...
Roses, roses, roses, roses, roses (Roses, roses, roses, roses, roses) Show no concern for colors of a violet. Lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus (Lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus) Hopes it won't spark envy in your irises.
Think of all the wilted women Who crane their necks to reach a window, Ripping all their petals off just 'cause "He loves me now / he loves me not".
I myself was a wilted woman, Drowsy in a dark room. Forgot my roots, now watch me bloom.
Roses, roses, roses, roses, roses (Roses, roses, roses, roses, roses) Show no concern for colors of a violet. Lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus (Lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus) Hopes it won't spark envy in your irises.
And I will not compare Other beauty to mine, And I will not become A thorn in my own side. And I will not return To where I once was. Well, I can break through the earth Come up soft and wild.
Roses, roses, roses, roses, roses (Roses, roses, roses, roses, roses) Show no concern for colors of a violet. Lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus (Lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus, lotus) Hopes it won't spark envy in your irises.
Today is the 1st of April (what a scoop!). I'm normally supposed to throw in a decent hoax in the hope that you take the bait. But with the circumstances now and given the scarcity of comments, even assuming that you do, I still wouldn't know. Is this not crazy?
Seriously, it ain't funny.
No fishy tale ever is.
So this year, I've decided to ignore the tradition and serve my April fish1 on a bed of lilies of the valley2 on May Day (in May, do as you please)3. Wicked! All the better since lily of the valley is an extremely toxic plant. But you don't have to eat the garnish, do you?
Besides, the fish gets fishy when you stick to the “y”. Why O why has this trail of puns I've started got me in a rut?4
I'm starting to feel like a fish out of water now. Should I cut bait and let the fishy fishy drown in a pool of nonsense? This is a fine kettle of fish I'm in. Should I drink like a fish and hang myself on a fishing rod?
No way! Not willing to feed the fish. Come hell or high water, I mean it to be all is fish that comes to my net. After all, I'm the joker not the joke.
The moral of this non-story is: April may have its fools, May also has its full of apples.
But it doesn't make any sense!
I know it's woolly thinking.
Happy April Fool!
Endnotes
^This is referring to the French tradition of “April Fish” which includes attempting to attach a paper fish to the victim's back without being noticed.
^In France, on May Day, the custom is to give your loved ones a sprig of lily of the valley, a symbol of springtime.
^This is part of a saying that literally goes as : “Till April's dead, change not a thread. In May, do as you please.”
^I'm afraid from this point all my original puns in French do not work in English.
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