When And Where There’s A Will Goreblot Fortune

Will you be?

“We may think will-power is involved, but more likely…change is due to want power.  Wanting the new addiction more than the old one.  Wanting the new me in preference to the person I am now.” ~George A. Sheehan, physician and senior athlete.

We all know the old idiom “Where there’s a will, there’s a way”.  In the 1600’s it was slightly different, To him that will, ways are not wanting.  We want will! But sometimes our ways get the better of us and then we have to find where that will went to.

It’s divvying up our stores of will and pushing to find answers because we want something badly enough.  Willpower is a muscle we have to flex and strengthen in order to make things work in our favour.  And depending how you’ve accumulated certain habits that get in the way, your will powers might have weakened.  But if we believe in something wholeheartedly enough, if we allow ourselves some faith, it can be enough to drive us to our goals.  It’s that word ‘enough’, that tips or overflows the needing of something to happen, that it’s just enough to push us.

Change is going to happen whether we like it or not.  There is always a force unseen tinkering with our daily lives and expectations.  How we deal with these forces and potentially make some our own, is completely up to our will.

If you find you are struggling to find a way, know that the struggle is a good sign, it’s a sign that you want to make actionable change, you have the will! It is in you, and even though it may take time to find the way, and find the force within you, it will come out and it will be glorious!

To help with finding ways, I managed to think of looking up an app for focus as I have terrible struggles with my own focus, personally.  Keeping on task is something I truly have a hard time with and so my will is there to change this and transform this.  You poke at something long enough with a stick, eventually it’s going to budge, even if you just poked it with the stick a bit harder.

So here’s the app I was talking about.  I’m using it now as I type and rattle on.  I’ve tried an egg timer but I keep forgetting to think about using it.  And since these are times of digital habits, it makes sense to just go with the tools that we easily reach for anyways.  Why make the fight harder, when you can be slightly sneaky about it?


I’m still fresh to it, but the chunking of time is real clever and makes things manageable.  The ticking sounds help put a cadence to my focus as well.

And one more I discovered to try using is a brain training app.


This one seems to be good to train those uncomfortable places, slowly reach new goals each day, only takes a moment of your time and could be used when you are in transit or waiting in line or something.

The goal is always to find ways to improve ourselves.  Finding ways to poke around and explore and discover.  If you’re finding you’re stuck, instead of focusing on all the things that make you stuck, try a different approach, a sneaky approach, a teeny tiny thing you can implement each day.  And if you’d like some guidance, try a Goreblot down below and see where it takes you!

On to the Goreblot fortunes!

A while back I posted….

xray of vertebrae bones

Think of an issue you would like to address, listen to your gut, then pick a number and scroll down.  Your corresponding Goreblot fortune awaits you!

If you chose #1….

orange watercolour

Body Slam.  What’s your jam?  How do you move day to day? Do you slouche?  Do you hunch? Are you sitting mostly? Standing? Do you find certain body parts protrude more than you’d like?

Posture is something everyone battles with.  How you are holding yourself is a symptom to how you train your body the entire day.  If you train your body to sit mostly, maybe with a wallet in your back pocket, you are training your hips to be imbalanced, having one higher than the other.  This eventually leads to other problems down the road that will involve your back, your spine.

With these odd trainings, your body will compensate the imbalances in weird ways.  Indeed, it takes work to train the body opposite to what you’ve been unknowingly training it to do.  But even 5 minutes per day of an exercise to counter the imbalance can do wonders.

Every movement you make is a type of practice for your body.  A physical training.  That is, if you are sitting most of your days, you are training your body to be sedentary.  Low activity.

Your physical training directly corresponds to your mental health.  That is, your body will translate what’s going on through your brain, through your body in various symptoms.  Stress is a big one and your body will let you know pretty easily when you are stressed.  But it can also be sneaky because we often don’t think we are stressed.

Not getting enough sleep? Watching Netflix too late in the evening? Checking your email before or even in bed? Watch out for these habits, as artificial lighting will translate and accumulate into your body’s responses to other things you throw at it.

If you want to read a little more on the effects of light on the body subject: http://www.lightingservices.com/lighting-human-biological-behaviour

Here’s a song to get you tumbling and tinkering around in your body:

If you chose #2…
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Thick and syrupy.  Mind sluggish and scattered.  Combating the drain, fighting for energy levels, will-power, and your attention.  Your need to focus.  Everything is an interruption.  Hunger, boredom, children, pets and phone calls.  If you’re on the computer or your phone, your attention and time seems doomed.  Your will-power has finite ability and you only have so much supply of it in one day.

Then, habits kick in, you go on automatic pilot, and you find yourself plugged in.  Remember the 1999 science fiction movie, The Matrix? Where everybody’s perceived reality is actually a simulated world that they are plugged into called, the matrix.  Human beings subdued by robots that use their internal energy sources for electrical power.  Not too far off from where we are today. (social media is like simulated worlds, our energy goes into them, and data gets collected for companies and ads- robots collecting energy!).

You are still opting to be in that simulated world.  That’s ok, but you have a feeling and you know there’s more out there.  If you could just break free.

I encourage you to pull the plug.  Turn off the switch.  Go for a walk with just you and nature.  Sit in the dark with just yourself and meditate.  You will probably start to experience an itchy, creeping feeling when you first attempt to practice this.  It is only anxiousness, fear, something you learned, and it’s bubbling up because you are attempting to break it’s cycle.

That moment when you get washed over with these feelings, thoughts flood in, future and past lists of things well up in your brain, all syrupy and drowning your sense of peace.  Drowning your awareness of the unthreatening present.  All that energetic heat you are letting bundle in your nervous system and giving power to, you are giving power to the matrix.  We all do it, every once and a while, we let our energy go in places that are simulated.  Simulated by our own brains, simulated by technology.  Navigating through screens, and unseen depths, and fears.

Just know, you have the power to unplug.  You can take that red pill and awaken.  Release those simulated worlds that have a hold on you, and find your powerful true nature.  In the present.

Here’s a little red pill song anthem to get you going:

If you chose #3…
gooey watercolour

Vague parasite.  Connecting with people.  Absent crush.  Writhing inside while around people who writhe on the outside.  When alone things about yourself emerge.

There will always be this little thing that eats at you.  Things you should have done, things you should have said.  The little ‘what if’ parasite.  It takes you from yourself.  Takes you from totally being free and being yourself around others.

The freeze, the filter, the holding your truth back.  The worry that something about you may trigger another person’s sensitivities.

Truth is, everyone has their own little parasites.  And they all have different combinations of them, picking them up along the way from different environments, different sandboxes of experiences. How much are those little worms holding you back? How much do you tip toe around other people to avoid confrontation and to avoid their parasites?

If you opened your mouth a little more, things will come out, they will disperse.  You cannot control something once it’s outside of you.  Once something has left your being, an action, a word, whatever, it is no longer just yours.  Other people will react, other people will act accordingly around your stuff.  That is not to say, don’t take responsibility for your actions.  It is to say, that you cannot control what other people are going to do about it.  Only you can continually work on you.

Try practicing less filtering. Remember those sandbox days when there were no worries, and there was only sand to play with.  Those castles you made and then tore down.  You may have torn someone else’s sand creation down, either on purpose or by accident.  But there was always sand, there were always hands to rebuild those castles.

Impermanence permeates life.  The struggles and suffering you create and cling to, is just that, a clinging.  But everything passes.  Sand gets washed away.

Parasites can get the better of us, so here’s a song to shake some of them out…

I hope these Goreblots meet you well! Contemplate and release this Libra Full Moon. And if you need, don’t be afraid to get in touch!

Love and Guts,
Doc G.

Trust Future Forward Goreblot

Trust is such an interesting intangible thing in which we place it and how it’s placed, in what, as if it needs a pedestal or safe container or containment. Much like time is and it keeps on ticking, ticking, ticking, into the future.
Or slipping rather…

I try to keep up, I do.  My last post was a bearing of the soul, a little sharing of my internal struggles and path journeying.  This post brings us back to the good ol’ Goreblot fortunes routine!  I’m in high spirits that I will maintain a regular thing.  I just have to snuggle into a spot.  What say you? Did Fortune Fridays work for you? We’ll figure it out 😉 Let’s get on with it shall we?!

It’s been too long, and now as I write, I feel most alive today where I felt the first kiss of spring on my skin, and a rejuvenation to my soul.  When the air feels clean like this, and everything thawed, there’s no holding back from feeling inspired and motivated.

There’s just a whole bunch more bounce in the step. No resistance, but an excited ease into everything.  Sure, it may be unnatural to have such a climate in February, where the ground was frozen solid but last week.  I found myself walking over an ice-laden beach for a morning stroll. Treacherous. And not much before that I was walking through a snow blizzard along the shores, though still I witnessed some brave souls out there in the waters paddle boarding in the winter surf.

Now, people are out enjoying the rays in mild weather and our calendared seasons are starting to write themselves.

Our environment is changing and our climate, there is no denying the evidence as it stares directly at us. I try to make sure I get outside as much as possible to commune with nature and drink in what I can. Observing the changing hues of the sky, the blustery winds, the animals and bugs scurrying about. There’s so much to learn. I finally (I say finally because I have been wanting to for quite some time) took up studying moths last year. An opportunity unravelled for me where I was lucky to study with other amateurs as well as the pros outside and under the stars. We looked at white sheets for hours, this is how mothing is done. Looking, pointing, taking pictures, writing down the names, awkwardly leafing through the pages of the moth guide. It’s an entire world worth exploring, and that’s just one fraction.

moth on a sheet
Painted Lichen Moth

Eventually, it will be birding, bugging, gardening…

We are so caught up in this world of attainment, consumerism, status, life marking milestones, as well as fighting for ‘rest’ in front of screens, the ubiquitous term of ‘adulting’ slithers in, then we start to lose touch of what’s right under our noses. Other than our smart phones or touchy screen pad things. We want to feel accomplishment, but sometimes it’s hard to decipher just what that is and what that means.

Goreblot Time

With that being said, let’s look into your fortunes and see what kind of guidance a Goreblot can offer. Think of an issue or question you may have and then listen to your first gut impression by picking one of these words: 1. Bile 2. Beget 3. Blasphemy. Then scroll down to find your corresponding Goreblot paintomancy fortune.

Bile, Beget, Blasphemy in text

If you chose 1. Bile
Bile painting
Bile. Delicious digestive fluids. Breakdown and purify those little nuggets that enter in. There’s too much of something that’s wreaking havoc on your system. You need to take stock and figure out what’s going on with you. Or within you.

Your body has layers of accumulated toxins that dance in your fluid streams, vessel streams. Weaving and bobbing, circulating. These toxins catch, pile up, becoming a thick, tar-like mass.

These fluids dance and flit around, dispersing into finer bubbles, gradually becoming more emulsified into one contained, mayonnaise-like fluid. Thick, and spreadable.

Retracing the ingredients and the steps before they all were blended up is what is needed. It’ll be a bit like remembering every step you made in an improv. You acted without thinking, but your body knows and takes stock, it takes all the field notes and then starts reading them back to you. The notes might not make entire sense, translation running through a sort of thick, coagulated, line of gobbledygook.

So it’s up to you to take a step back and simplify. Subtract some ingredients for a while and give your system a break. Perhaps, use one choice ingredient to help unclog and drain your overtaxed pipes. It’s only a matter of time before you start oozing, leaking and/or shutting down as your body is want to do.

When it’s had enough.

Take care! and find a cleansing tonic to expel the buildup, take it consistently until you start seeing improvements. Just stop, rewind, be kind and minimize and simplify. Subtract more, rather than adding more. A simple equation to balance yourself out again.

Find out what seeds you’re eating as a past time activity and you’ll find out what you’re growing…

If you chose 2. Beget
red and green swirly painting
Beget. Beholden. Betrothed. Be. The social pressures of yesteryear are gone. Who are you tricking but yourself? To anticipate what others are going to do and how they are going to react, does not leave space for unpredictable variables.

You hold yourself down anticipating, calculating and trying to predict, making your moves according to how other people may or may not act. Dancing, you are dancing around seemingly strategically. However, you are so not in control. You cannot predict the outcome or the reaction of another as far as you think you can, and in fact, not only are you holding yourself back and giving yourself a disservice, you are not giving any chance on that other person or people. It’s a disrespect. A failure of trust.

Forget thinking you are doing any good trying to make the best step because at this point, you haven’t made any steps. There’s no rush, but just know you won’t get anywhere if you stand still or backtrack and calculate repeatedly. Backtracking will just make you step backwards even further.

Michael Jackson’s moonwalk may appear backwards (or forwards), but pay attention to the physical direction he’s taking. It’s only backwards because he’s not facing the direction he’s going in (or is he going in a direction? or standing still?). Overall, the moonwalk is creating an illusion, of sliding backwards while pushing forward. The illusionist, however, is still going in the direction he’s intended. Tricking you. Smoothing over things. You may put forth all these steps, but ultimately you are still choosing the direction you are going in. So perhaps take the moonwalk as a cue in how you approach your issue – take the steps and look at it from an entirely different direction. You may have to reverse or invert. Where you may be looking out and back, you may need to look forward and in instead. And perhaps, stop tricking yourself. You may be creating all this illusion, but still not moving anywhere and that’s what you’ve decided unbeknownst to yourself.

Most importantly, follow the direction that suits you and please don’t worry about stepping on any toes. Other people have just as much will and an agenda of their own to move and get out of the way or go somewhere else entirely. Or perhaps dance with you. Whatever the case may be. I know it’s not easy, but, trust.

Go forward, be smooth, are you ok? are you ok? I’d say you’re ok…

If you chose 3. Blasphemy
spiral painting with and x
Blasphemy. Against a grain. Spitting on belief. Core centre. Spiral. Have you ever walked a straight line?

No two paths are the same and you are not a bad person to follow what is true to you. But know your impulses, know your tendencies and most importantly, be aware of something that’s much bigger than you. Whatever that looks like to you. Whether it’s a galaxy universe, a deity or god, mother nature, there’s a whole sphere or atmosphere that is beyond your centre. Stroking the inside so much can create these habit loops, these spirals of repetition that find you following your impulses without a conscious mind.

If you want to make your way out, break the chain. You need some support and you need some belief. With support and belief comes trust. It’s so hard, it seems, to trust these days isn’t it? As it’s a way of leaving ourselves vulnerable to unknowns and intangibles. But if you can decide to believe and trust, there can be a sense of relief that you fall into, as it alleviates stressful questions.

Have you ever walked a straight line? Try it. Try a walking meditation where you aim to walk straight, focusing on the line that draws from your feet, your body and how it progresses forward. If you’re on a sidewalk and there’s people you may need to be slow and steady, be aware of your surroundings but still manage your ease and focus. Notice other people move around you, notice the energy they carry and pass it by mindfully aware. Keep to your straight line as much as possible, breathing deep and relaxed. Gaze softened, but still managing to look further ahead to a vanishing point. Observe and feel what is happening in your peripheries.

Remember to notice your breath. Notice when your breath starts to hold or notice where it stops. Notice what thoughts are happening, or what exterior factor is influencing your breath. Finally, trust in your direction, the line and moving forward. Observe the things and people passing through your sphere and remember the sphere that you are on, the Earth. We are all passing through. Your support is your belief and your unabashed trust.

You are…

I hope these Goreblots see you well into the weekend. If you have any questions you can find me here Have a good one!

Love and Guts,

Goreblot Ghost

doc goreblot looking at the comfort maple
Comfort Maple
“True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about but few have seen.” ~Francois de La Rochefoulcauld

In these winter days, time slips through my papery fingers like slippery sand granules.

When there are not many markers like a routine job to go to, any people I regularly see, or life milestones, I get lost adrift in my own world like an apparition. I become a ghost.

When I was living with my parents, my dad called me a ghost. He exclaimed, “I hardly ever see you, you always go up to your room.  You’re like a ghost in this house.”
My dad is now passed, so ironically he is now the ghost of the house. But, I can’t help but hear his words echo inside my ear these days.

Yes, I’ve been a ghost to this website. I’ve been a ghost to friends and social media. I’ve been but an apparition nervously flitting around trying to find the light.  Trying to find my way. Part of this ghosting is in my history and in my nature. Perhaps, some is due to my being adopted and having awkward attachment issues.

Soul searching can go on for a really, really long time. I think it’s a continuous process anyways. I’ve experimented with different dieting and exercise regime to shake me up and start seizing the day. I made lots of attempts that resulted in lots of failures. I’d make commitments to classes in hopes that somewhere attending those classes, I’d find myself.  Or gain some confidence.

I have been reading lots of self-help and philosophy books which I find do help (I’ll make a list below), but take up a good amount of time to read (because screen distraction in these times break up my attention span even more).  And reading doesn’t always offer immediate insight. But hold on, is there a rush? Insight seems to come at it’s own pace, I’ve found, and through experience.  I simply cannot rush insight, no matter how much I stare and squint at that pot waiting for it to boil. It’s one thing to read and philosophize about a concept and then preach about it, and it’s another thing to actually practice it. One needs to experiment and try things out and eventually something will happen where you will experience something and that’s where the knowledge of insight embeds itself unto/into you.  Take that self!

In these ghost days, I haven’t been completely still.  I have been getting a variety of readings like Tarot, practicing reading my own cards and doing some journalling. I’ve even tried out Past Life Regression, an unexpectedly vivid and intense experience where I gathered some interesting information.  With all these experiences, insights, my darlings, were weeping out of my pores.  But it still seemed like I was dancing around something.

“Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.” ~ Leonardo da Vinci

All of these fantastic attempts at finding some grounding, finding some purpose. But the key I found was finding simplicity and that there is no one key.  As things were expanding, there was some natural contracting to the heat of each moment. But keeping things simple and organized and clear, feels like a definite key to finding myself some grounding and stabilization.

I have anxiety issues that can tumble into depression. Or vice versa. I’ve been able to find the triggers, mostly, and surprise, those are in diet and physical stresses.  It can be so obvious, these straight forward cues, but somehow we can get so embedded in our habits, it’s tricky to remove yourself and look in.  It takes acceptance, and objective observance to really stab at what’s going on underneath the surface.

So back to simplicity- now, I am a person who never got structure drilled in at a young age. I was never told to do chores or make my bed. I didn’t have a particular time where I studied or did my homework, it was always last minute. So I have an extra hard time of creating my own structure.

looking out to the waters
Looking Out- Photo by Harley Pageot

I could sit and hideaway forever like a ghost and not have to deal with people and stressors, but I know as much as anyone I have an itch to scratch and part of that is to come out and seize a purpose that shapes my life. There is too much passion in me to be a ghost and flit about for too long.  There is only so much hiding and feeling sad about hiding that can be done.

I’ve returned to repeated points where I would get tired of myself, the same thoughts and patterns happening over and over. Tired of not putting a foot out there, tired of not trying hard enough.  My history speaks of attempts, but also I must not overlook the successes as they are proof that I can be more and do more.

Simplicity comes to me in form of not trying to tackle all the things, but methodically replacing the bad habits or inserting particular structures.  I also need a slight amount of effort to quiet that convincing drill sergeant in my head.  I’m sure you have one too, screaming in your ear, shouting demands and surely some painful insults to go with them.

To help quiet that sergeant just a little more, I need to remember, and have reminders that, I am enough.  I am worthwhile.

I always knew mornings had something to them every time I’ve attempted to integrate them into my life. Mornings are where things happen. And this is across the board in some research that I have read.  It really is as simple as aligning with nature, where quiet starts and awareness starts taking place.

I discovered making my bed every morning has snowballed into other structure making habits. This stuff is CBT, is yoga practice, is mindfulness, is Ayurveda – it all connects to this idea of simple awareness.  This return to mindful practice.

I can’t stress enough that it isn’t the easiest thing in the world. Especially, where we’re in a world now where our default is to claw around and wrestle with ‘busyness’, stress about future things, agonize about past things and fight for our time.  Time that seems steadily slipping through our key tapping fingers, our gaze, miles away from our bodies.

This is a time now to know that every moment is an opportunity.  An opportunity to live and feel how I want to feel.  Everything else, future worries, past regrets, are just phantoms.  I relinquish my self imposed ghost status as it no longer serves me.

I hope you do the same and become solid with me.

You can find me here, and also here, come say hi!

Love and Guts,

Doc Goreblot

**Here are some helpful books that I have found very useful.

-The Highly Sensitive Person by Elaine N. Aron Ph. D.


Go-go Aerial Goreblot

Life is like a continuous adventure of fleshing out perspectives, self, and belief systems. One moment you’re so sure of your path and have your sights on something, another you’re lost in all the distracting details of decision making and prioritization. Your views get snagged on the cloth of another’s belief systems only to be ripped away again, and you find yourself mending that tear so it won’t completely scrape your ego. Through the process of that mending, you find your ego waning as a hidden love for the process emerges. The steps of enlightenment, humbled by thoughts gathered and released, letting go and dissipating. Knowing that you don’t have to hold on so tightly, it’s not going anywhere, it may just change. And it will change, and you will change if you let yourself. You really can change if you want to.

Many times we’ll come across challenges of other people’s perceptions and we’ll have to navigate accordingly. Our internal worlds sometimes evolving faster than the outer and it may seem like that outer world is moving at a snail’s pace. It’s remembering the power of thought and energy and keeping those in check that could be your saving grace. You are your thoughts and what you release is what is exchanged, a vibration of a certain frequency that either draws someone near or pushes them away. Similarly to what you digest through your body, something of a low nutritional vibration is going to deplete your energy source and what you consume may drive YOU away from your own mind and body – fog, brain fuzz, negative emotions, confusion, illness, dis-ease. Being aware of what you consume spiritually, mentally, and physically takes practice and commitment. It is work, but often we misconceive this work as a gift that someone else may have and not us, we may believe that it’s only the privileged that have access, the privilege of time and money, the privilege of strength or genetic make-up. But it’s that very perception that gets us into trouble, as we get wrought with comparing ourselves to others when we haven’t got a single clue where that person comes from and what their experiences have been and what they have to deal with. We are so assumptive. We cling onto the coat tails of so many beliefs that drag us along mercilessly, as victims of our own egos. If I believe this, this is what it means for me, therefore I am this type of person and not that, because to be that type of person would be lunacy. To consider that information, when so many other things have been mythically debunked, I’d be silly, I’d be a fool. And no one wants to be a fool.

What information do you instantly shoot down? and why? What facts do you think you actually know and what’s made you believe them? Have you experienced something first hand? have you seen it broken down molecularly, tested it out in experiments of your own? or was it something you heard from a source? is it a trusted source?

Investigative curiosity is a type of empowerment. Try wielding your own answers and results. Why just take some other source’s word for it? Let’s see what your guts have to say.

A little while ago, I asked you to choose your animal of flight…

So let’s see what their messages are!

If you chose 1. Opalite Owl…

It is time to raise your vibration. What does that mean exactly? According to the opalite owl, it’s shedding previous knowledge that has been sticking on you for quite awhile. It is time to evolve to something higher. This may mean a higher education, not necessarily in schooling, but the type of education that has you reaching and struggling at the tip of your brain, increasing connections of awareness, creating new links, new avenues, new streams.

This is also a time to nurture yourself and let yourself be drawn to nurturing things. Cultivate a collection of therapies that work with your senses. If you’ve been drawn to sounds lately, music, you’re feeding your auditory sense – what sounds lift you up? What sorts of instrumentals have you dancing on the wires of your internal mind?
Consider your other senses. Have you paid attention to what you’ve been smelling lately? Do you stop to smell flowers? cook to create nostalgic flavours in the kitchen? sip in the aroma of the coffee bean in the mornings to stimulate and awaken your soul? or the lovely fragrance of a selection of floral herbal tea?

Your well aware of touch at the moment, your hands are feeling the grit and grime. The daily grasping of physical things. A wet shower, the sticky sweat, a dry clean sock. And your eyes see an overwhelming amount of pictures and views on the daily, almost too much to process, your brain scrambling to file away what’s important, what can be glimpsed at and what you need to come back to.

But let’s get back to smell. It enters you in a visceral way, it toys out your memories, it also creates new ones. Play with this, play with nurturing ways to use scent to empower and enrich your soul – try a bubble bath with an essential oil, buy yourself some flowers or better yet, get outside somewhere with surrounding trees, and breathe.

Have a listen:

If you chose 2. Bat…

The night sonic, throwing a pitch. Wichita? A night time channel, where blindness is in the day. Trust, let go. All these posts and memes you read everyday, telling you to be mindful, and aware etc. etc. all that buzzword bullshit. It has merit to a degree, but the medium in which it’s delivered is washed down by a backlit screen with some randomly picked googled image with some serenity script font feeding you supposed words of wisdom passed down from a quote of a philosopher, extracted and out of context of some dead white guy’s life. Some dead person you heard of and were taught that they were notably and historically smart and have added to our human history in some kind of way.

Then that meme gets washed over by someone’s status, a humble-brag of their day and how awesome it was, you click “like” and move on. A post of an article on the benefits of some vitamin and how you should be getting more sleep as you read it passively staying up late on your laptop in bed, chewing on the inside of your mouth.

You are sucking on lifeless posts, you catch a glimmer of some knowledge and know and pass on the meme and pass on the information, but you move by it so fast, how much time did you actually let yourself digest this information before moving onto the next? And did this source actually give you some nourishment?

The bat carries itself around easily in the dark, navigating with echo-location. You need to get out and flutter about, use your voice and hear it echo, hear what vibrations come back to you, feel where the sound is, feel and hear where your night nutrition lies. You need to be the voice of your own stirrings for a while. The bat suggests you go schmooze, come out of your cave and try going to some kind of show enriched with the culture of your interests, or try something new. Meet-ups, classes, trying something new so your old doesn’t crust up in a batty cave.

To help combat the overstimulated battiness, have a listen:

If you chose 3. Winged Panther….

Prrrraow! The cat with wings with a sizzling purr, and a gargling growl. A surface animal with flight tendencies, as when things get tough on the ground, it’s made easy to fly away and go to higher surfaces. You may be on the defence lately. Defending your stance, licking your wounded ego. You’re embarrassed you don’t always land gracefully. But tell me, how many other flying cats are around like you?

Slinking from a certain kind of confrontation, being coy, expressing an old pattern. Teasing the silky strands from that ball of silky yarn, toying with it, seeing what will happen if you pummel it and then shooting off when it becomes a bit of a mess.

Everybody has a certain genetic disposition. If you spit in a cup and send it off you can get alls sorts of graphs and percentages telling you what you are likely to be prone to or what type of disease you could be vulnerable to. These statistical facts don’t mean you have the disease, just that you could be vulnerable to it. Once you express an aspect of yourself, you can tease that part of your genes out and activate it. Say, you have a genetic disposition to alcoholism, yet you never touch alcohol. Does that mean you’re an alcoholic? Say you have the genes that say you are most likely to be a smoker, but you never touched a cigarette, does that mean you’re a smoker?

What genes are you aware of in your family that have been teased out because of environment? How did a cat like you sprout wings in the first place? and is it really that hard to land after you’ve taken flight from the ground? You may have wings, you may be stumbling around, but know that even if it’s not graceful, you can still land and have your feet back on the ground. What you express and tease out can be seen, and you have the power to tidy it, you are not a victim to your disposition. With the power of your thoughts, you can land gracefully, take a moment to relish it and curl up in a cozy ball on the hilltops.

Hey hey hey, who am I to pass judgement that way:

And with that, my flighty creatures, I hope you land well wherever you are in your life. Whenever you need, the Doc is here for you.

Love and Guts,
Doc Goreblot

A Garbageface Goreblot Fortune Friday!

Happy Full Moon in Scorpio folks! Also, Happy Earth Day! and of course happy happy Friday! This week, I asked the Garbageface to contribute 3 words for me to divine in Goreblot paintomancy fashion.

Here is the Garbage fortunes for this week, featuring GARBAGEFACE!

The choices art: 1. Scarab 2. Candle 3. Yarn
Choose what your guts are telling you, and read further to see what your fortune has to say.

1. Scarab

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Skipping pages in a book is like skipping over tiny moments of experience. You may glaze over the important nuances. You’re trying to push and plan for perfection, make something full proof with no mistakes. Avoidant of circumstances which might have you unexpectedly on your toes. All this preparation to save yourself from a feeling you might get, a judgment you think you might receive. But how much are you actually doing? How much time are you carving just frantically planning and thinking? We always tend to run away from feelings, even and especially the ones we imagine. It’s the uncertainty. We’re often the most agitated when we’re waiting forcing ourselves forward, we can’t sit still because of nervous anticipation. How hard it is to sit with that feeling, to find a way to ground ourselves when our minds can’t focus, when we’re racing and grappling for those few steps to make it less flighty and more real. The unknown, really. That’s what we flee from. We try to know it, we think we may know it having our abilities to project ourselves into the future and we project into our futures by reflecting on our pasts, our collected, nostalgic experiences educating us. Why is it so hard to experience the moment as we’re wont to tell ourselves to do these days? this very moment? because it takes a lot of concentration? no. It’s the antithesis of holding onto every thought. It’s recognizing what is in front of you right now. It’s knowing that those unknowns you are waiting for can actually wait for you and you can let them go until you see them and then before you know it, they’re no longer unknown.


2. Candle.

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Prescribe a passion to your life and don’t be afraid to love it hard. With this passion, you will have fights, you will cuddle, you will break-up and then get back together. Passion doesn’t necessarily go away, it just steers in so many courses. Of course you can have many multiple passions and they may have varying intensities and involvements with you. Passion has such a strong presence in life, a fruit was even named after it. Passion, can it be lost? Sure. There are moments of it fizzling out. Burn out happens often, expect that, know that. And those times of wondering what’s next or what’s the point, those are the times of self reflection. When the flame fizzles out and darkness envelopes you, notice the quiet, re-establish your surroundings, your body and your tendencies. There is nothing wrong with contemplation in a quiet dark place. Reconnect with your body particles, your flesh. Passion can take a break. It can be quiet or not there, it can change. it can morph and it will light up differently every time you return to it with a new face, a changed face. When you relax the skin of your face in some corpse pose, looking at the back of your eyelids, what do you see? poke the middle of your forehead, what do you feel? No one can take passion away from you. We often confuse passion with competitiveness. We want to compete our passion to someone else’s. Know that your passion is yours. No one else’s. It’ll strive differently, have a different cadence, it’ll be a different colour or shape. Know that to preserve your passion, you must tend to the flame and if it’s to be blown out take care to mind the wick, preserve it in wax, commit to this and it will last longer. Commitment is what sees your passion through, in darker passionless times, tend to what feeds it, what nourishes it even when it’s hard to lift a finger. A book you read, an art exhibit you attended, a concert you went to. Go to something, look, consume, ignite again when you’re ready.


3. Yarn

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Play entanglement. Personal weave. Intimate gesture. Intricate design. You can sit all night working on your project, your craft, spinning those fibres, creating tangles on purpose to make yourself a puzzle to bury yourself into. Like the Rubix cube, your squares have to be a bit mismatched until you get it all lined up. It’s that reaching for fabrication, building those connections, looking for that sweet spot to produce the myelin, a network of brain tubes wrapping and growing to create something learned. That sweet spot to take your craft further. At first the feeling is resistance, procrastination to focus. Please push the anxieties that cling to sir procrastination aside, they’re dead weight. There’s something quite beautiful about fibrous threads, they can knit together in so many ways – weaving, felting, crocheting, sewing stitches all different patterns but similar structures in that they crossover. The threads hold each other together, bound by knots, laying over each other, tightening in a ball, tightening. Your creative endeavours are calling for cross reference, for a different approach. It’s calling for a bit of a mess to happen so a new entanglement can be found, a new network of knots and stitches, knitted fibres becoming one mass of something shapely, if anything. And then things will line up like the matched up sides of that tricky algorithm of the Rubix cube. Simply put, things will need to look fucked up, be fucked up, and this will happen right before things start to lace together. The more fuckery, the more fiddling, the more attention to finding the right place. Allow yourself to submerge in this beautiful process of struggle. Struggle really is your friend.


Have a good one! Make sure to get some moonshine while you can, it probably has some source of vitamin in it. And until next time….

Love and guts,
Doc G.