Word of the night

2009 December 15
by Hazel

Psychopomp

A psychopomp is a guide, whose primary function is to escort souls to the afterlife, but they can also serve as a guide through the various transitions of life and the planet. The term originates from the Greek words pompos (conductor or guide) and psyche (breath, life, soul, or mind). Stories of psychopomps are widespread throughout the mythological tales, religious texts, sacred narratives, and real-life stories of people around the world.

-psychopomps.org

Art, is my religion, its the way I exercise my ‘demons’.  I find I really enjoy the products I produce but, it often takes a long time even for me to understand my own art.

I wrote a ghost story tonight, but it scared the bejeezuz out of me, so I’m not ready to post it.  Instead enjoy the below selection of my art that deals with the subject of well, soul travel.

Sui Generis and Her Itchy Feet

illustration by me, She’s Sui Generis from a short story of the same name, but essentially yeh, she’s a psychopomp. BTW if my witchy friend is reading this, thank-you! meeting Dianne was just what I needed, I don’t know how you did what you did but I’m ever so grateful, and no – no one told me anything… I just knew.   And Know.

the below poem is from Allpoetry, the place I stashed my trash.  I say stashed because I can’t remember what email address or password or anything I signed up with outside of my pen name, Slender Spider.

Drop of golden Love-Light;
I heard about your fall.

I stormed the gates,
I chased the lakes,
I lit the fires
of the darkest place.

Come to me, come to me;
Come back to me,
My Foal.

God Bless You Anna Dynamite

2009 December 14
by Hazel

But don’t count your chickens quite yet, you may have won the war (which is just a matter of perspective)  But this trophy ain’t up for grabs.  Pass it on.

Sometimes all I want is to do pull the fetid bandage off quickly and toss it in the trash.  You?

FWIW The XMas spirit is killing me too. Goddamit!

PS I Know I have a mean streak a mile wide, but I haven’t got a sarcastic bone in my body.

It’s a personal flaw.

I mean what I’ve said here with utmost sincerity and I want you to know that. GBYAD!

Xox

Bina con Fida.

Obsession Behind Blue Eyes

2009 December 14
by Hazel

This is the channel I’m dialed into
I already know you, are dialed in too
This is the channel I’m dialed into
and I already know you, are dialed in too
I already know you are dialed in too
I already know you are dialed in too

2,000 persons of interest in the Highway Murders

2009 December 14

Yup that’s right.  Police have identified 2,000 possible murder suspects of women and girls along our major highways, one of which we all know and fear as the Highway of tears.

But wait, there’s more.  5,000 other people have been identified as possibly involved with the 2,000 possible killers.  That’s 7,000 possible leads!  That’s also 7,000 possible people with knowledge about who is killing our sisters. The silence from these 7,000 possible people is deafening.

Full Article

I’m leaving you with a poem I wrote regarding this wholesale slaughter a couple of years ago.

Silence Is Not Golden

a poem by Hazel Main.

It’s Silence
That kills us
That drives us
Onto the streets
Underground

It’s Silence

That causes us
To stick needles
In our arms

To spread our legs
To fuck the pain
Away

It’s the Silence of

Our Teachers
Of our Coppers
Doctor’s and Preachers

It’s the pressure
To put Up
Or
Shut Up

That begins the inner decay

Absent Officers
Corrupt Soul Catchers
Perverted fathers
Moronic Mothers
Silent
Neighbors
Wholesale Slaughter
of Unwanted daughters.

Silence, Silence

Go Away!

The Vanishing Point

2009 December 14

The Vanishing Point is A Five-Part Investigative series by the Vancouver Sun.
read the full story, for the first time, of the Highway of Tears victims that raises questions about other similar unsolved cases.

Lola Thunder is a naughty girl

2009 December 12
by Hazel

She’s been playing tricks on me that sly little minx.  Oh well I forgive her because she’s just that special.

So this one’s for Her,
Cheers!

The Queen’s Rebuke.

I’m made of bones of the branches the boughs and the brow-beating light
While my feet are the trunks and my head is the canopy high
And my fingers extend to the leaves in my Eves, and the bright

Brighter shine
It’s my shine

And he
Was a baby abandoned
Entombed in a cradle of clay
And I was a soul who took pity and stole him away
And gave him the form of a faun to inhabit by day

Brightest day
It’s my day

And you
Have removed this temptation that’s troubled my innocent child
To abduct and abuse
And to render her rift and defiled
But the river is deep to the banks and the water is wild

I will fly you
To the far side

Hazel8500 made it into Wikipedia! WooT

2009 December 11

So, things here at hazel8500 may look a little slow these days, but that’s just because the blogger (that’s me) has been working very hard at well, the things she does.  Updates to come.

Today I was going through my stats and referrals as I often do and voila!  I had an incoming link from wikipedia.  Okay so Hazel8500 doesn’t have her own page up on the wiki, but this blog is mentioned in the References section of the Outpost For Hope page.

See below

Giese, Rachel (2007-01-05). “Finally, justice for forgotten victims“. Toronto Sun. http://hazel8500.wordpress.com/2007/01/05/finally-justice-for-forgotten-victims/.

Outpost for Hope is listed nationally and international as an educational and support resource for “under-represented missing persons and those who seek to find them”.

I’ve been an avid fan of Outpost for Hope for quite some time.  To see an article I posted on this blog show up on their wiki page feels like some kind of special.  It’s like standing in a sun shower and seeing a rainbow on your birthday.  It’s icing on the cake.

If you have stumbled onto this blog looking for help in locating a missing loved one, Outpost For Hope has a PI on staff that offers free services for underrepresented families of runaways, among many other incredible resources and dedicated, caring people.

Don’t Fuck with Beatrix Kiddo

2009 December 11

About Her theme by Malcolm Mclaren from the movie Kill Bill Vol.2.

Gorgeous video created by diablo238

Lyrics

My man’s got a heart like a rock cast in the sea
My man’s got a heart like a rock cast in the sea

Well no one told me about her
The way she lied
Well no one told me about her
How many people cried

My man’s got a heart like a rock cast in the sea
My man’s got a heart like a rock cast in the sea

Well no one told me about her
The way she lied
Well no one told me about her
How many people cried

But it’s too late to say you’re sorry
How would i know
Why should i care?
Please don’t bother trying to find her
She’s not there

My man’s got a heart like a rock cast in the sea

Well no one told me about her
Well no one told me about her
How many people cried
But it’s too late to say you’re sorry
How would i know
Why should i care
Please don’t bother trying to find her
She’s not there

She’s not there…

No We Haven’t Forgotten

2009 December 4
by Hazel

I was sent an Op Ed Piece written by Stevie Cameron this morning. (Thanks Wayne!) We’re about to mark yet another  National Day of Remembrance and Action on Violence Against Women.

Stevie Asks, “Have we forgotten the dead?”

It’s an excellent article, as per usual for Ms. Cameron.  However it was the public discussion that followed her op-ed that inspired me to actually sign up with the Globe & mail so I could comment.

I’ve read a few comments from men who are feeling villainized due to the continuing debate about who’se responsible for violence against women. I’ve read that they are sick of being generalized as more violent than women, and less peaceful. I want to assure these men, I agree with them. The violence going on is the responsibility of all of us, male and female. Remember, would Pickton have been so successful if he didn’t have women help him lure other women to the farm? Would Garrido have been successful in keeping Jaycee Dugard as a sex slave if he hadn’t had the help of his wife Nancy? Would Paul Bernardo have graduated from raping to killing had he not hooked up with Karla? I want those men and men like them who are feeling hurt by these current conversations to consider how violence perpetrated by men against women victimizes everyone, including innocent and peaceful men. I want them to consider how their feelings of being villianized is part of the fallout of societal violence. I would like these sad and possibly angry men to look past their own pain and realize they are not alone. That they are our brothers, fathers, son’s, husbands, lovers and friends. And we need you.

Thank You Stevie for this wonderful op-ed piece.
Hazel.

More Pronoic Antidotes And Hot Scopes!

2009 December 1
Well had to go and get my computer up and running after checking my mail and finding Rob Brezney’s delightful news letter.  I had to share a few things with you.  But first, I should stop being so surprised at how this guy is able to put down so easily, some of the things I’m thinking about with such difficulty.  Then I realized we both study astrology, and omens.  Just I’m an amateur who still hasn’t managed to get first light and this guys just so dang good at what he does it’s spooky.  Reminds me a bit of  Robert Anton Wilson, with less perv and more fluff.  And as such, Brezny’s my go to guy for pronoic pick me ups.
I just realized Brezney’s been working on his ‘revised and expanded version’ of PRONOIA for just about the same amount of time as I have been working on Hazel8500.  More synchronicity at work?
Sometimes i get really scared when certain things seem to sync up like some other force is at work moving things around on a chess board.  Then I remember the wonderful stuff that works through and around everything bringing about the right changes at the right time. As noted around here elsewhere, nature doesn’t waste anything imho that includes time, even though it may seem to drag so. And God as a late friend used to tell me, doesn’t make junk.
I began reading Free Will Astrology back in Toronto years and years ago.  I loved the concepts of Free Will he wrote about back then.  I just recently found his website and began slurping up all the newer expanded wisdom he has to offer, and just in the nic of time.
Here’s an excerpt…
enjoy!
(Scroll down for your signs personalized scope of the week, by Rob Brezney.)
Getting Closer to Waking Up

For the whole letter follow the link
The revised and expanded version of PRONOIA is lusher and plusher because it benefited from the personal adventures that ramped up my understanding of pronoia these last few years, as well as from all the mojo that my readers blessed me with as they told me about their experiences with pronoia.

Shall I say more about those personal adventures that ramped up my understanding of pronoia? This isn’t yet the time and place to go into them in detail, but I’ll mention one part of the process.

In the last few months of working on the original edition of PRONOIA back in 2005, I kept getting ever-more inquisitive telepathic messages from my future self. He said to me, in effect, “This is quite useful information you’re setting down in your book, my young friend Rob, but are you . . . uh . . . shall we say . . . . truly ready to live your life by the fine and noble principles you are espousing?”

The truth is, I knew I wasn’t completely ready, and I told my future self that. I knew that the whole project of me working on the book was a classic case of the teacher having to learn the very lessons he wanted to teach. Even though I’d spent years meditating on and experimenting with memes like crafty optimism, ingenious compassion, and the art and science of cultivating happiness, when the book came out in 2005 I was far from a master of any of that good stuff.

For example, I was still plagued by many of the usual personal fears that we’re all tormented by; I still suffered from the bad habit of criticizing the world more than I praised it; I was still susceptible to the paranoid fantasies about civilization collapsing that are part of the air we all breathe.

The good news is that I really have made progress in the four years since the first edition of PRONOIA came out. I read my own book, practiced its recommendations, played with its riddles, and in response changed the way I thought and felt and lived.

And so, hallelujah, as of the fall equinox of 2009, I have developed significant new skills in creating happiness for myself. I have a more resilient and robust — I almost want to say a more teasing and mischievous — relationship with my fears, so that even if I feel them gnawing at my heart, I don’t necessarily believe wholeheartedly in the visions they try to scare me with. That, to me, is a triumph.

Maybe most importantly, I have fully integrated into my emotional body one of the central ideas I articulate in PRONOIA. That idea is this: Civilization may be unraveling in a lot of areas; some of its structures may be collapsing; but it is also in the midst of a tremendous upheaval of creativity — a flood of innovation and genius and love pouring out of millions upon millions of people — a Great Awakening that is far louder and stronger and more interesting than the sleepy resignation and corrosive maliciousness and ignominious decline that the media prefers to focus on.

I still have a long way to go — am maybe 78% practicing what I preach today, as compared to 57% when the 2005 edition of PRONOIA came out. But it feels good to be doing the work of getting more and more in alignment with my ideals.

To close this message, here’s a word of encouragement. I really mean what I’m about to say, and am not just acting disingenuously humble: If an ex-cynic and angry rebel like me could figure out how to ripen into the ideas of pronoia, making them a part of my actual lived experience from day to day — and without muffling my discernment or losing my appreciation for the inherent paradoxical nature of everything — then I think pretty much anyone can.


Free Will Astrology
horoscopes for week of December 3, 2009

Aries (March 21-April 19)

When Carolee Schneeman was a kid, her extravagant adoration of nature earned her the nickname “mad pantheist.” Later, during her career as a visual artist, she described her relationship with the world this way: “I assume the senses crave sources of maximum information, that the eye benefits by exercise, stretch, and expansion towards materials of complexity and substance.” I hope that you’re attracted to that perspective right now, Aries. To be in most productive alignment with the cosmic rhythms, you should be in a state of nearly ecstatic openness, hungry to be stretched — like a mad pantheist.

Taurus (April 20-May 20)

“Dear Rob: Last night my son and I were star-gazing. When we focused on the constellation Cassiopeia, an owl started hooting. Then a brilliant shooting star zipped by as a huge bat flew right over our heads. Was this a bad omen? Bats are creepy — associated with vampires. And in Greek mythology Cassiopeia got divine punishment because she bragged that she and her daughter were more beautiful than the sea god’s daughters. But I don’t know, maybe this blast of odd events was a good omen. Owls are symbols of wisdom and shooting stars are lucky, right? What do you think? Are we blessed or cursed? -Spooked Taurus.” Dear Spooked: The question of whether it’s good or bad luck is irrelevant. Here’s what’s important: You Tauruses are in a phase when the hidden workings of things will be shown to you — the mysterious magic that’s always bubbling below the surface but that is usually not visible.

Gemini (May 21-June 20)
The week ahead will be a ripe time to pull off magic reversals. May I suggest that you try to transform dishwater greys into sparkling golds? Or how about recycling the dead energy of a lost cause in such a way as to generate raw fuel for a fresh start? I’m confident, Gemini, that you’ll be able to discover treasure hidden in the trash, and that you’ll find a way to unleash the creative zeal that has been trapped inside polite numbness. Now ponder this riddle, please: Do you think there’s any mystical significance in the fact that the word “stressed” is “desserts” spelled backwards?
Need more help deciphering the riddles and enigmas that fuel your destiny? Listen to your EXPANDED AUDIO HOROSCOPE.

Cancer (June 21-July 22)

Lately you remind me of the person Robert Hass describes in his poem “Time and Materials”: “someone falling down and getting up and running and falling and getting up.” I’m sending you my compassion for the times you fall down, and my admiration for the times you get up, and my excitement for the times you run. It has probably become clear to you by now that the falling down isn’t a shameful thing to be cursed, but rather is an instrumental part of the learning process that is teaching you marvelous secrets about getting back up and running.
No one knows you better than you do, but maybe I can help you dig up even more self-knowledge. Listen to your EXPANDED AUDIO HOROSCOPE.

Leo (July 23-August 22)

“I burn for no reason, like a lantern in daylight,” writes poet Joseph Lease. I think that’s a succinct formulation of one of your central issues, Leo. Burning for no reason, like a lantern in the daylight, can be the cause of either failure or success for you, depending on subtle differences of emphasis. This is how it can be failure: When you’re mindlessly and wastefully burning through your prodigious reserves of fuel without any concern for the benefits it may provide you and others. This is how it can be success: When you are exuberant and self-disciplined in shining your light and radiating your warmth just because it feels so good and so right and so healthy, and without any thought about whether it’s “useful” to anyone.
What better adventure is there than learning about your soul’s code? For more hints, listen to your EXPANDED AUDIO HOROSCOPE.

Virgo (August 23-September 22)

In one of his short poems, John Averill describes a scene that I think captures the essence of your current astrological omens: “Today is the day of the photo of moonrise over Havana in a book on a shelf in the snowbound cabin.” Here’s a clue about what it means: The snowbound cabin is where you are right now in your life. The moonrise over Havana is where you could be early in 2010. How do you get there from here?
Got enough clues to chew on for now? If you need more, listen to your EXPANDED AUDIO HOROSCOPE, where I go further in exploring your mysteries.

Libra (September 23-October 22)

An estuary is a bay where the salt water of a sea mixes with the fresh water of rivers. These days you remind me of such a place. You are two-toned, Libra. You’re dual-purpose and double-tracked. You’re a hybrid blend of the yes and the no, the give and the take, the extravagant and the traditional. And somehow this has been working out pretty well for you. You’re not so much a dysfunctional contradiction as an interesting juxtaposition. You’re not being crushed by a squeeze of opposites so much as you’re getting massaged by the oscillating throbs of complementary influences. Keep doing what you’ve been doing, only more so.
For more help in understanding your relationship with the game of life, tune in to your EXPANDED AUDIO HOROSCOPE.

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Scorpio (October 23-November 21)

Big shiny egos with flashy tricks may be mucking around in everyone’s business, calling narcissistic attention to themselves as they pretend to do noble deeds. Meanwhile, I hope you’ll be doing the hard, detailed work that must be done to serve the greater good — quietly and unpretentiously improving people’s lives without demanding major tribute. That approach will stir up some sleek, silky karma that will come in handy when you undertake the building of your masterpiece in 2010.
Would you like further inspiration as you strive to make the most of life’s opportunities? Listen to your EXPANDED AUDIO HOROSCOPE.

Sagittarius (November 22-December 21)

“Dear Rob: I love to be proven wrong. That’s not an ironic statement. I actually get excited and feel creative when I acquire new information that shows me I’ve been operating under a misunderstanding. One of my very favorite life moments occurs when I am convincingly liberated from a negative opinion I’ve been harboring about someone. As you can tell, I’m quite proud of this quality. The way I see it, emotional wealth and psychological health involve having so much self-respect that I don’t need to be right all the time. -Sagittarian Freedom Fighter.” Dear Freedom Fighter: Thanks for your testimony. The capacity you described is one that many Sagittarians will be poised to expand in 2010. And this is an excellent week for them to start getting the hang of it.
What exactly are you looking for? It’s possible my EXPANDED AUDIO HOROSCOPE could give you additional help in figuring that out.

Capricorn (December 22-January 19)

In an early version of the tale of Pinocchio, friendly woodpeckers chiseled his nose back to its original size after it had grown enormous from his incorrigible lying. From a metaphorical perspective, Capricorn, a comparable development may soon occur in your own life. A benevolent (if somewhat rough) intervention akin to the woodpeckers’ assistance will shrink an overgrown, top-heavy part of your attitude, allowing you to proceed to the next chapter of your story with streamlined grace.
Want to hear more about the subconscious factors and hidden forces that are influencing your life? Listen to your EXPANDED AUDIO HOROSCOPE.

Aquarius (January 20- February 18)

“There is light enough for those who wish to see,” wrote French philosopher Blaise Pascal, “and darkness enough for those of the opposite disposition.” I’m hoping you will align yourself with the first group in the coming week, Aquarius. More than ever before, what you choose to focus on will come rushing in to meet you, touch you, teach you, and prompt you to respond. Even if all the smart people you know seem to be drunk on the darkness, I encourage you to be a brave rebel who insists on equal time for the light.
To further explore the ripening challenges and blessings in your life, tune in to your EXPANDED AUDIO HOROSCOPE.

Pisces (February 19-March 20)

White dwarfs are small and extremely dense stars. They’re typically no bigger than the Earth but as heavy as the sun. You currently have a resemblance to one of those concentrated balls of pure intensity. I have rarely seen you offering so much bang for the buck. You are as flavorful as chocolate mousse, as piercing as the scent of eucalyptus, as lustrous as a fireworks display on a moonless night. Personally, I’m quite attracted to your saucy and zesty emanations, and I think most people with strong egos will be. But some underachievers with lower self-esteem may regard you as being more like astringent medicine. My advice: Gravitate toward those who like you to be powerful.

Bitchin’ Meals on Wheels

2009 November 26
M.O.W.

M.O.W.

My favorite Bitch is up to more mis-chef,

by recruiting all fans to Facebook, Nadia G has big plans to feed the world! I know, I know we’ve heard this one before. Unlike the Vatican scheme of not so long ago, this idea is down to earth, practical, and cheap!

So go ahead be friendly, nurture the needy,  learn how to cook! Join Bitchen Kitchen’s fan list on Facebook and feel good about yourself!

Maybe I’ll see you there, Bon Apetite!

SOTD Bohemian Rhapsody Muppet Style!

2009 November 26
by Hazel

I’ve always been partial to Animal. There’s just something about those bad boy drummers… Enjoy!

Jean Bedard

2009 November 16

http://m.standard-freeholder.com/article.aspx?a=2177254

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Search for missing persons expands

Posted 8 hours ago

Jean Bédard used to broadcast on the radio to people, now he's trying to find them through the Internet, pamphlets and, hopefully, on television.

Bédard, who's created two French and two English websites ( enfantsdisparus.ca, adultsdisparus.com, childrenrescue.ca and missingadult.info) to help locate missing persons, continues to expand his efforts.

"I want to create a group of about 25 volunteers who will assist police in searching (missing people)," Bédard said on Friday.

His efforts have been mostly solitary since 2007, when he woke up with a newfound mission to assist in the search for a Trois-Rivieres, Que. girl, Cedrika Provencher.

That led to the creation of www.enfantsdisparu.ca.

He said it continues to disturb him that about 68,000 persons — including runaways — are reported missing every year.

Bédard has been encouraged by the feedback he's received, not just from local city, provincial and RCMP police, but from the FBI and Interpol.

"I get 148 emails a week from from FBI (for missing person cases)," he said.

"I've been told we are the only group that offers sites for both missing children and adults."

FEDERAL APPROVAL

Bédard took a big step over the summer when he received federal approval for a non-profit organization: L'Association des Enfants et Adults Disparus Corporation.

Through the association, Bédard has asked MP Guy Lauzon to lobby the federal Ministry of Public Safety for a startup fund.

The money will be used to equip the volunteer service, with a van, an office and even a search and rescue dog.

"I'm hoping that an owner of a building will come forward and give us free space," Bédard said, adding all of the association's work has been conducted out of his home.

He was also meeting MPP Jim Brownell to see if the provincial government could provide a search and rescue specialist who could provide training for his prospective group.

The association has also been given the okay to seek donations, which can be placed at the Desjardins Caisse de Populaire on Pitt Street and Montreal Road.

In the meantime, he's waiting for a decision from the Canadian Radio Television Corp. on his application for TV channel that will broadcast information on missing persons.

- By GREG PEERENBOOM

Lambert Rocks!

2009 November 10
Well I thought I was back a couple of weeks ago.  My bad. The universe wasn’t quite ready to let me squeeze any blogging time out.  A predicament dealt with by making frantic notes with the heading ‘gottablog’ on the chalkboard of my inner eye. Its not that I didn’t exactly have time to jot down my notes, more like I couldn’t find a fricken pen amidst the mess that was my office nook, never mind getting closer than three feet to my keyboard.  We’re moving.  Again.  Third time in five years. I got the good news and have been renovating our new digs.  Or rather I’ve been painting around the schedules of the tile guy and the carpet guy.  Anything not related to the move… pushed into the background.  I even left my unfinished jewelry pieces in patterns on my desk, (and the floor) untouched. I can’t tell you the will power it took to pass by my glittering pretties day after day and not work on them.
Today I just had had had to clear a swath and do a little tippity taping on my mini.
Did you see this?
I’ve been listening to the radio a lot while painting and I gotta say, the crap flung Ms. Lambert’s way by the media is ridiculous.  Firstly number 7  elbows Beth in the ribcage to which Beth gives her a stout pounding in the back.  These women are simply psyching each other out. “Ooooh but she’s so rough!”  Pulease, they’re athletes, every woman on that field can take it.
However I was shocked when at 8 seconds in, Number 21 reaches behind and UP Elizabeth’s shorts.  To my great pleasure, at 9 seconds  Elizabeth Lambert takes number 21 down by the ponytail.
Now I’ve got to ask if someone is reaching up for your short and curly’s on the soccer field… what are you going to do?  A Lambert, that’s what.  You’d take that skank down!  Or at least I would.  Possibly not with the same strength and grace of Lambert, but effectively enough I’m sure.
Sadly, Elizabeth Lambert has been suspended indefinately for “Rough Play”.
On the bright side, she’s received at least one marriage proposal.

Feed The World, Sell The Vatican

2009 October 15

Sarah Silverman = Genius!

Tip of my hat to Trisha Baptie for sending this one along.