{"id":20428,"date":"2021-07-01T12:10:00","date_gmt":"2021-07-01T16:10:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=20428"},"modified":"2021-07-01T00:39:46","modified_gmt":"2021-07-01T04:39:46","slug":"mixed-messages","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=20428","title":{"rendered":"Mixed Messages"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>We had Chinese food for dinner one night last week. My fortune was &#8220;Lotus blossoms smell better when you stop.&#8221; The fortune didn&#8217;t clarify <em>why<\/em> one might stop. Presumably it meant &#8220;when you stop <em>to smell the flowers<\/em>,&#8221; but it&#8217;s impossible to be sure. Messages from the Universe are always subject to interpretation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>From my bag of <a href=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=19324\">seashell wisdom<\/a>, I pulled this message: &#8220;We are the heroes of our time, but we&#8217;re dancing with the demons in our minds.&#8221; This one is a bit of a head-scratcher. Does it mean that we ought to be heroes, but we&#8217;re too focused on our demons? Or is it that, from the perspective of the future, our demons will have been forgotten but our heroism will live on?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Perhaps the seashell message is meant to clarify the fortune cookie message. Combined the messages say, &#8220;Lotus blossoms smell better when you stop dancing with the demons in your mind.&#8221; This makes a lot of sense. Certainly dancing must make it harder to smell flowers, particularly when the stench of demons is on the air.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But what does lotus blossom smell like? And which dance would one do with a demon? The limbo? The tango? Disco? Somehow it would not surprise me if all the demons danced like John Travolta.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The only thing that&#8217;s clear is that nothing&#8217;s clear.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>We had Chinese food for dinner one night last week. My fortune was &#8220;Lotus blossoms smell better when you stop.&#8221; The fortune didn&#8217;t clarify why one might stop. Presumably it meant &#8220;when you stop to smell the flowers,&#8221; but it&#8217;s &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=20428\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20428"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=20428"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20428\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":20480,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20428\/revisions\/20480"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=20428"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=20428"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=20428"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}