Frozen in the ice…

So I was just posting here about how I had moved across town from Home A — a place that had largely been good to me for the last two and a half years but in which I’d begun to feel a bit stagnant — to Place B, a nicer, newer, brighter, more elegant home that fills me with optimism and happiness.  So far, so great, right…?

Except right after I posted about all that, I set up my big desktop machine, looking forward to blogging and surfing and communicating in even finer fashion than I had been doing on my laptop for my first few days here, when…connectivity issues!!

Sweet connection, like this, was nowhere to be found for my beloved iMac...
Sweet connection, like this, was nowhere to be found for my beloved iMac…

Even though the machine had worked like a dream at my old location for about 30 months straight without so much as a mild case of the sniffles, it suddenly choked on every page I tried to load.  It wasn’t an issue with the WiFi equipment overall, though, as my smaller laptop was navigating perfectly, even when I set it down literally right next to the iMac…so signals were obviously getting through, right…?

So today I went over to the nearest Apple store.  The tech guy I spoke with there heard me out on all the details, ruminated a bit…then basically told me to return home and call AppleCare.  Which I guess I could have done in the first place.  I made the most of the unnecessary jaunt out by shopping a little bit, and then scoring some frozen yogurt, which is one of my current crop of vices…

Pinkberry dominates!  This is not my frozen yogurt, which I neglected to photograph today, but rest assured, mine was outstanding...
Pinkberry dominates! This is not my frozen yogurt, which I neglected to photograph today, but rest assured, mine was outstanding…

But while I was working on my frozen treat, I had time to muse on the fact that “frozen” was becoming a recurring theme for me: frozen yogurt, “frozen” connection on my iMac…and as it so happens, my daily Rune draws for two days straight had yielded up the Rune called Isa, which has as its most primary meaning, “Ice.”

Maybe I should backpedal for a second to explain that better…

For over a year now, I’ve maintained this practice of drawing a Rune each morning to give me a sort of snapshot forecast as to what my day ahead might be like: the broad strokes, any big happenings that could be imminent, and as mentioned above, any recurring themes that might conceivably emerge to mark the day.  Later on, that evening or the next morning, I’ll note some impressions as to what events did actually unfold during the day, and then I’ll see how much or how little they correspond with the meaning of the day’s Rune (some people do this with Tarot cards, and I go through phases where I’ll do that, too, but for the last year+, it’s been Runes).  I do find that the draws are on point more often than not, at least to some degree, and it’s a practice I really enjoy.  But so anyway, yes, today was the second day in a row of these big connectivity problems, and it was also the second day in a row that began with me drawing Isa, the Rune of “Ice,” which numbers among its primary divinatory interpretations, such concepts as delay, suspension, immobility, blockage…essentially, Isa can often mark a period of time that may as well be envisioned as something that’s been frozen in ice.

The "Ice"-Rune, Isa.  That's my actual Rune, by the way, from my actual set, on my actual casting cloth that I currently use...
The “Ice” Rune, Isa. That’s my actual Rune, by the way, from my actual set, on my actual casting cloth that I currently use…

So if we want to take the position that my Runic draws are as prescient as the Oracle of Delphi, then my connectivity problems, and even my arguably squandered trip out to the Apple Store, would seem to fit right in with what Isa would foretell: namely, “Plan on delays all over the place.”

Once I’d gotten around my frozen yogurt, I made my way back home, and I’m thrilled to report that after persevering through interminable automated AppleCare menus and some redirections of my inquiry to several departments in succession — more Isa-style slowdowns! — I finally reached an expert on the other end of the line who managed to talk me through to success in getting my iMac’s connection up and running!  Victory is indeed sweet, and good things do come to those who wait!  All of which means that while much of my day today was eaten up in my quest to break through the ice that had been encompassing or blocking my connection with cyberspace, in the end, with a bit of help, I conquered the issue, and I should now finally be back to blogging away happily and regularly.  And meanwhile, this post will hopefully serve as encouragement to anyone considering some daily divinatory practice of some kind…

And finally, I’d like to leave off with a thought about delays such as those signified by Isa, and which demand that we cultivate patience…patience, of course, being hailed widely as a virtue.  Here’s the thing: as my picture of Isa shows above, the Rune itself is maybe the simplest one of all, pictorially speaking.  That is…it’s nothing more than a straight, vertical line.  Now, the Germanic peoples who originally made use of these Runes were big on not necessarily writing them the way we write our own letters, but they instead did a whole lot of carving of them.  Like…into things.  Wood, stone, horn, bone.  With knives and such.  If you think about that for a moment, you realize that certain shapes and styles of writing will not lend themselves well at all to such procedures.  Something like our own cursive writing, for example, would be teeth-grindingly frustrating if one were to attempt to carve it into small bits of wood.  Curves and swirls are just not very carving-friendly, is the thing…so straight lines rule the day when it comes to Runes.  With that being the case, it can then be seen that every single Rune in the Elder Futhark consists of straight lines in various numbers and arrangements.  Interesting, then, to note that the most basic such Rune — the single straight line, which can’t be simplified or broken down any more than what it already is — is the one to which they assigned the meaning of “Ice.”  It’s such an integral part of our mortal, physical lives, this concept of delays, of slowdowns, of barriers and blockages…and no other Rune can be drawn or carved without having the Isa-Rune incorporated into it one or more times.  Every straight line hides Isa, and so in a way, every Rune tells us in some small sense to be aware of the possibilities that Ice might lie in wait up ahead, and we should learn to deal with it by being patient and constructive.  We can’t escape Ice of this nature, the figurative version, even when we’re not beset by the actual, literal kind, and maybe that’s not even a bad thing.  Delays are an inescapable part of being alive, and so learning to deal with them is crucial to our long-term well-being. Patience = virtue…and Isa = opportunity.  Opportunity for growth, for humility, and for learning how to skate, as well…

So I’m back online now, glad that I pushed through my recent blockages, and eager to see if there’s more Ice in the forecast tomorrow!

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