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Revisiting the Bullet Journal

A year or so ago, I tried out bullet journaling (bujo for short), but it was too chaotic, disorganized and repetitive, so I went back to my Filofax. And, in the manner of many planner users, that hasn’t quite fit the bill, either. The rings are in the way, I carry around a ton of stuff that I never use or look at…I love, love, love my Malden, but…I need to try something else.

I don’t remember what led me to bujo videos on youtube the other day, but I was quickly caught up in them and decided to give the system another try.

I had a nice hardcover notebook on hand, which I wouldn’t normally use except that this one lays flat when open. I wrote my key (which is still undergoing changes) and a little “if you find this” note and taped them inside the front cover.

My last bujo’s index was a mess. I wrote dang near everything there, because if I want to find something, I want to be able to find it NOW. As a result, it was insane, and part of why I decided to drop this system. This time it will be a bit more general, but in a way, hopefully, that I’ll still have a sense of where to look for a particular entry.

I’m too lazy to write little calendars for the year-at-a-glance, and I just happened to have one of those little calendars that insurance companies will give you, and I cut the tiny ‘month before and after’ ones and taped them in. Easy-peasy. 🙂

I found the weekly set-up in a video (sorry, I don’t remember which one), and as I prefer a weekly view, gave it a shot. I already know that it’s not big enough, so next week will be a week-on-two-pages setup. Otherwise I’ll end up with tons of notes elsewhere, and I really don’t want that.  I’m also trying out trackers, but I don’t know if I’ll stick with them. I’ve also made some mistakes, as you can see, and the perfectionist in me has managed not to freak out and start all over…go, me!

After the weekly page I have a sort of daily setup, where I’m writing notes. When I go to the 2-page setup, I may drop that. Or do more of a brain dump section. I’m not sure yet.

I just started using a bujo over the weekend, so I’m curious to see how I tweak it and how it ends up working for me. Fingers crossed!

©Pip Miller – August 2017

PS: update on the marmot. All 4 of her paws were burnt. 😦 It seems that when people go camping in northern NM and CO, marmots crawl up under the hood and when the vehicle is started, they are too scared to move and end up riding under there til the car stops. Ouch! They healed her paws and drove her to northern NM and released her into a family of marmots. It’s not hers, but at least she’ll have an easy time fitting in; if she was male, territory issues would cause problems. So she’s ok!!! #happydance

healing harmony · Journal · nature

Wildlife and Energy Healing

This occurred in July, 2017, and I thought it would be a great read for the new direction I’m going in!

A woman brought a wounded crow with her to her therapy session (next to my work), and when she went in, she left it in a box on the porch. Our reader for the day, Christina, saw the bird, told us, then she and my coworker went out to look at it, and when I followed, he said it had died. I love crows and ravens, and have never seen one up close, so I had to go look anyway. It wasn’t dead, it was alive!

Mark carried the box into the shop, we gave it water that had a pastille of Rescue Remedy in it, and he moved her to a larger box. He discovered that it had an injury to its chest and was breathing with difficulty. Stephanie, the rescuer, walked in and said she was on her way to deliver it to the Wildlife Rescue Center on Candelaria. Before she left, Mark asked if I wanted to “do my magic”, and put the box on the counter.

 *we were so invested in the experience that none of us thought to take a picture. This image is from hdnicewallpapers.com.

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​The bird was calm through all of this, and I wasn’t worried as I put my left hand on her chest and the other on her back. Very quickly she began leaning into my hand, and after a few minutes, she turned her head, tucked it up against my hand and her “shoulder” (for lack of a better description)…and FELL ASLEEP! In my hands! I asked the others how to tell if a bird is asleep, because I wanted to be sure that what I thought was happening really was happening, and they verified that she was sleeping. I was floored. And the moment she fell asleep, the heat in my right hand intensified exponentially: healing always seems to do its best work when the recipient is sleeping. 🙂

My guy and I drove down to the center Wednesday morning to check up on the bird, but sadly she had died the night before. I was, and still am, crushed. But, as everyone keeps telling me, I gave her some moments of peace in the midst of all her pain, so there’s that to hold on to.

Then….two nights later I discovered that what all the neighbors thought was someone’s squeaky swamp cooler belt was actually a trapped woodchuck! It was stuck in a 4″ wide space between our neighbor’s shed and our cinder-block wall. It had been there and under the shed for about a week, sad to say. I’d gone outside Monday morning when the noise started again, and I discovered it was his shed, not a cooler, but thought it was a ventilation fan or something, and didn’t see him to mention it til Wednesday night. After we discovered the animal, one of our dogs must have knocked a loose top stone brick off the wall and it trapped it even more. My guy and another neighbor used long clamps to lift the brick, but they couldn’t move the other items in the way and we had to leave it there, unsure if it would make it through another night.

I sent it light for over half and hour (and boy, it sucked that energy in!), hoping that it would help. In the morning it was chirping away as we tried to move the rest of the items, but it needed to be done from our neighbor’s yard. When he returned home, he and his wife pulled out some of the items, then he physically lifted large brick that was stuck about 4′ down. Finally all obstacles were removed, but the critter still wouldn’t move, and kept looking at us, chirping away.

My guy, the incredibly inventive man that he is, made a catch-pole like Animal Control uses and our neighbor managed to pull the critter up and dropped it into a humane cage that he had.

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We drove it down to the same rescue center (which we hadn’t known existed til the crow) and they said no one had ever brought one in before! The workers all came into the reception area to see what was making that incredibly loud, high-pitched chirp – many thought it was a bird – and one wanted to take pictures. They weren’t sure if they took in woodchucks and attempted to call others to find out, and if not, to where it should be taken. We had to leave it there without any answers, but I can call in a couple days to find out where it is and how it is doing. Hopefully it will be relocated to somewhere lovely!

And that, my dears, has been my week! Animal Planet live and energy healer to wildlife. #relishlife

©Pip Miller – July 2017
Update 8/3/2017: technically she is a yellow-bellied marmot! And she’s doing well, being cared for by a vet because all 4 paws were burned.
Update Feb 2022: the Center felt that someone must have gone camping in northern New Mexico, the marmot crawled up under the hood, and then was stuck til they got to Albuquerque. They relocated her to another group in norther NM, and because she was a female, they were confident she would be accepted. Her chirps were calls, looking for other marmots.