Wedding Sparklers

Today’s Writing Goal

What kind of wedding photography and experiences would we like to get out of sparklers? What are some safety issues we should know when using sparklers at weddings? Where will we acquire said sparklers? How many sparklers will we need? Why do I want sparklers? What goes well with sparklers?

Today’s Headspace ✅ Favorite Colors

My first favorite color was forest green. I also loved dark blue-violets. Woodland greens, and deep ocean blues, filled my childhood imagination.

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I remember playing the JRPG Breath of Fire 2 and thinking, “That’s a really scary monster; look how blue it is!” I was absolutely mesmerized by this mythical creature’s blue skin. I’m not sure if this monster is the reason I liked these rich, heavy blue-violets, but it definitely marks an age where that color ruled my mind.

Breath of Fire was released in 1995, so I was ten years old.

Here’s the same monster in its sprite form. The colors were just as fascinating in-game as the instructional manual; as the Game Fan and GamePro magazines scattered through my bedroom.

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My love for dark green came from trees. I remember explaining in an elementary school classroom, “I like green because it’s the color of trees,” and I’d visualize the fluffy-topped green trees in the back of the school, specifically; they were rich, lovely like emeralds.

Now my favorite colors are turquoise and mint. These are, I believe, mutations of the old color choices; turquoise was a product of a combination of blue and green, followed by a lightening—and mint is nothing more than trees caught in brilliant sunlight.

Someday, I’d like to return to the dark blue-violets and woody greens, to see where they take me; but in this present moment, at my wedding, turquoise and mint are my strong colors. My happy colors.

About Sparklers

Like color, light plays a recurring role through my life. I actually love light very much, though I prefer spending time in the dark; it’s the oscillating lights, the flickering luminescence of institutions—from K-12 to community college to Cal State classrooms—that turns me away from spending time in light.

I’m so overstimulated by the lifetime exposure to these immensely flickering lights, when I come home, I want light to stop. Yet my most poignant memories from vacations are related to light:

  • the light from spindly, porcupine toys, bursting from the tips of wands;
  • the light caught in dancing waters at Disneyland;
  • the light of a spinner Mom tucked in my Christmas stocking;
  • the light of stars sweeping by a telescope;
  • the light of fireworks along Lake Havasu;
  • the light of glow worms in New Zealand caves.

Light is such a wondrous and soul-warming experience; it’s information turned into delicate waves capable of mesmerizing us. Light is such an extraordinary phenomenon, we can use it to brainwash, hypnotize, and dazzle.

I wanted that kind of light at our wedding; not oscillating light.

Sparklers, to me, are like holding a flashing moment of fairy-light.

Wedding Sparklers vs. July 4th Sparklers

Since we’re getting married in July, it makes sense to consider July 5th sales for our reception sparkler fun. But when I read about sparklers and weddings more, I discovered these July 4th sparklers often have awful burn times.

The right wedding sparklers will burn for 3 minutes or more.

And some of the photography poses I’d like to attempt involve long-burning sparklers. For instance, the sparkler tunnel

This is the only absolutely-must-do photo I’d like to get with the sparklers, if for no other reason than it’s organic—it’s not as staged as, saying, writing a word with a sparkler—so I know, no matter what, it’s going to look fantastic. Organic, by its nature, looks fantastic.

That said, there are some other cool ideas that it’d be neat to try, and they also require sparklers with a longer burn time…

…”tiny fires” makes me sound fire-happy, when I had to take glassblowing just to overcome my fear of fire enough to feel all right next to a fireplace. Those fire-lit restaurant heaters used to unnerve me.

I figured, now that we’re nearing the end of June, I can visit our local firework stand, buy a pack of sparklers, and time how long they last. If they can’t get near 3 minutes, then I need to make a mail order. If, however, I’m just reading scary things online—and the July 4th sparkler experiment proves they last longer than the Internet says they will—then I can buy my sparklers locally.

And they can be colorful.

I like colorful.

Other Brilliant Lights

Any light deviating from an oscillating light is magic to behold. I’m more interested in being swarmed by gentle light than by the shape or form that light takes. For example, I love these LED lights in the shapes of stars…

Or these curtains of LED magic…

Or an ocean of nebulous lights, moving on walls and/or ceilings…

Vortexes of glittery light…

Gigantic blue-and-green lava lights…

Sculptural lights that soothe in spirals…

Bottle lights…

Butterfly rebirth lights…

Modern, reduced footprint lights…

These are all energy-based lights. Candlelight and moonlight can be lovely, too. And this all just scratches the surface of light’s potential. I’ve yet to ever feel I’m in a room with too many soft lights.

I just don’t like most oscillating current bulbs.

Which nixes an enormous portion of everyday life.

I don’t know why institutions haven’t converted to some of these LED options, beyond the benefits it’d provide sensory sensitive people. If money makes the world go ’round, then it’s LEDs, in the long run, that save on electricity. The amount of energy we could save, if we just converted government-funded locations to LEDs…

And that energy savings is long-term financial savings.

It’s just a matter of getting those first lights installed.

I could see myself going on a crusade to install LEDs at a college. For now, though, I admire alternative lighting within my home; and I’d like to incorporate a little bit of it at our wedding. I already have the LED lights for the fish bowl; the sparklers are planned.  Tunnels of sparkling, glowing betta splenden… what’s not to like?

My Mint Photography Pinterest

Want more photography ideas? I tried to separate them between darkness photography, and daytime photography, by creating this Mint & Photo Pinterest board…

I think this needs to happen. And this one. The others are optional. Oh, except this one. I think I like this effect for groomsmen and bridesmaids. I always choose angles vs. head-on. But those are the only three required photographs. Except for the sparkler tunnel. So four required photographs. Or was it five? Everything’s really pretty. It’s a hard decision-making process. I don’t like making decisions, except when I do. I feel too complicated. I must come off as too complicated. However I come off, I promise it’s even more mad hatter on the inside.

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Wedding Betta Splenden

Today’s Writing Goal

So I usually use a technique called “pantser” on my blogs, which roughly means, writing by the seat of my pants—twist on an old adage—but there’s this other writing method that I use for writing fiction called “plotter,” which is in every way what it sounds like…

Someone plotting a grand affair.

And weddings are like plotting a grand affair, right?

…I’m a sloppy plotter.

For the two-week goal I set here on Wyvia, I’m applying plotter logic to a blog—and it feels as every bit unnerving as the pantser novel I’m writing over on Wattpad. The whole world is operating in reverse!—up is down, down is up!

(I no-joke shout up is down, down is up when I’m having an autistic shutdown, so the above joke is morbidly hilarious —at least to me—and perhaps, only to me. Having a private joke publicly is one of the autistic things I like to do.)

Anyway, according to the purple and fuchsia clouds in my iPhone’s Ideament, today’s plot is betta splenden; which means we’re going on a visual adventure of the betta fish I’d like to include in a lit nook of our wedding venue as a visual stimulation space.

A resting space.

I don’t normally last more than 2-3 hours in a social environment—and that’s when I’m a fly on a wall; not the center of attention—so anything I can include to counteract the chaos of human beings with the calmness of animals, plants, LED lights, and firelights… anything is essential.

I’m experiencing an escalating heartbeat just thinking about it.

Today’s Headspace ✅ Blogosphere

It’s 1:21pm, (then 5:01pm,) and I’m only now turning everything off to write. I’d like to start much earlier than this—by no later than noon, ideally; but all the tragedies flashing by on Facebook and Twitter exhaust my soul. Then I go recharge on YouTube* by:

Alternatively, I recharge at Pinterest*, gathering my ideas, plus quotes of the ideas of others. Lifelong learning is essential to my writing process; I’m not sure what I’d write about if I wasn’t exposing myself to new concepts and ideas daily.

My long-term Wattpad project, Emergence No. 7*, is my slow-burn—the massive consciousness that’s churning in me as a result of containing all this information in my head, all these feelings in my body—and Kourtnie.net*, or the Launchpad, is where I splat ideas (and inevitably, finished projects) on a virtual board; but everything else is just a daily action-reaction, a cookie-crumb trail of experiences:

  1. My paper.li is the English graduate in me, collecting articles daily;*
  2. Cleo’s Autism Awareness is the autistic person in me, wanting to explore my authentic self—while inviting others to read what I’ve learned, of course—and while I’ve proven I can write about this daily, it’s very exhausting; soul-searching my relationship with my neurology is a tall order to fill every rise-and-fall of the sun!—so I prefer a slower pace;*
  3. Rydia’s Last Cure is the child in me, the curious self, the open self, the hidden self that’s graysexual or bisexual—and I’m writing to find out which;*
  4. Wyvia, (where you’re at now,) is the dreamer in me, where I do my best to write whimsically, warmly, and honestly—they way I feel my writing ought to be—but I’m normally too fearful to attempt this voice, to travel into openness;*
  5. Reminiscencings is the thinker in me, where I look into the meaning I’ve placed on words by reconstructing dictionary definitions and memories into poems;*
  6. Our Cat Overlords is the cat lover in me, as well as where I’d like to write about artificial intelligence (and I’ve been neglecting this project most of all, so it’s probably up on my goals list next);*
  7. Quest for Chicken is the gardener in me, and it also could use more work;*
  8. NecroBlogger is the 90s teenager in me, and it needs work, but I’m not as worried about it until I draw up a plan for flipping it into a paid account;*
  9. From North On is my travel blog, and I’ll freshen it up after our honeymoon.*

All the red asterisked (*) options are paid accounts—which, ironically, is what you need to make money off these ritualistic writing practices. (For example, paid WordPress accounts have access to a marketing platform called WordAds, which lets you earn a passive profit off the targeted advertising exposed to readers.)

Meanwhile, the blue astericked (*) ones are still free accounts, but I’ve been consistently, slowly activating as funds become available, so it’s only a matter of time.

I also use Amazon Associates, but those are recommended products—not targeted ones—and it doesn’t make a penny until someone purchases a product. As of today, I’ve made two sales to two strangers, and Amazon has given me zero cents; this example explains my feelings about Amazon Associates, and why I am transitioning to WordAds.

Wedding Betta Splenden

Chase and I were talking about picking up a gold betta fish from our local Petco, over off Blackstone, the day before our wedding. (My mom also wants to dye and cut my hair the day before the wedding; I wonder when the practice run happens?—it’s not also the day before, is it?)

I’m also up for the idea of a koi betta, or a butterfly betta… any betta but a double veiltail, just because I’m not interested in supporting breeders who manipulate alleles to the point it’s difficult for the fish to move around. Doesn’t seem humane.

I’ve been reading on betta splenden lately, thanks to a book my friend Ashley gifted me:

So I know the betta fish will be okay in a 1g – 2g container short-term, although I’d like to then upgrade our wedding friend to a 5g – 10g living space—and we only have a day between our wedding and honeymoon, so I best prepare the digs beforehand.

We currently have a 5g minibow that’s unoccupied, but if the aquarium store in Clovis has another $35 sale on their 10g kits, I’d prefer the larger option, so we can also turn the tank into a planter. I’ve been checking Fresno’s Craigslist on-and-off, knowing they throw ads up there—ex., they have an awesome deal on a 29g right now.

Yesterday, we purchased some fun decor to spice up the wedding betta bowl (and later, the minibow or 10g kit) over at Michael’s Arts & Crafts; however, the listings I’m including on this blog post are from Amazon, since I know it’s a more widely used and accepted online venue.

The first betta splenden upgrade:

Submersible Lights

At Michael’s Arts & Crafts, these are $19.99, but with the 40% off coupon, it ends up a wash with Amazon’s “cheaper” alternative; so if you have a local Michael’s Arts & Crafts, you could pick these up at a store for the same ding to your pocket.

The LED lights we selected are color-changing. This adds to the visual stimulation of the arrangement. I’m especially fond of paying attention to the patterns of color-shifting objects as they move A, B, C, A, B, C, or whatever algorithm they’re displaying; discovering this algorithm—then observing it—calms my winding brain.

The second betta splenden upgrade:

Acrylic Crystals

What’s better than submersible LED lights?

Refracted LED light on acrylic crystals, of course.

I plan to mix these with a few lights along the bottom of a big 🦆ing bowl; this ups the need for the bowl to be 2g+ or more capacity. If half the bowl is full of acrylic crystals and lights, that only leaves 1g for the fish to zip around…

If you purchase these at Michael’s Arts & Crafts, prepare to be a wee ripped off. They’re $19.99 as well, so even when the price tag’s reduced by a 40% off coupon, it’s a few dollars more than Amazon. (But of course the brick and mortar store is a few dollars more than Amazon.)

Checklist for Betta Splenden

So we have a few steps left to realize this idea:

  1. Acquire a bowl. Chase and I were supposed to go to the thrift store in Tower District to look at glass containers, but I was hit by an emotional wrecking ball earlier today, so that’s postponed till tomorrow.
  2. Decide where the bowl is located. I have to ask Jen-Mom if there are plans for the nook in the dining area of the venue. I’m fairly sure I want to put this massive fishbowl in the nook in the dining area of the venue, but I also forget things easily; another decoration may already have dibs on that spot. I figure the betta fish will appreciate having protected walls from three sides, versus people scaring the piss out of him from all angles, all night, in a bubble world. (Also, those LED lights and crystals in a confined spot might make magic lights on the nook’s walls…)
  3. Buy jugs of drinking water. Normally we reuse jugs by filling them with tap water, then adding a chemical to make that tap water safer; but given this betta splenden is about to go on a rollercoaster without a heater or filter for 48-72 hours, the least I can do is give it a purified environment.
  4. Cycle the betta fish’s permanent home. After the ceremony is over, the betta fish will live in the minibow or 10g sale tank; so I bought a small kit for transferring the environment from my 10g into a new tank. I need to get that started soon; if I transfer the culture of the old ecosystem into the new tank, it’ll be nice and cycled before its occupant moves in, reducing the chance of illness from stress.
  5. Acquire a plant (optional)While the betta doesn’t need a plant in its bowl, it might make it look prettier, and I’ve been meaning to try a small clay pot with underwater-friendly soil, surrounded by crystals… I can visualize it. I should doodle out the idea for Instagram. Alternatively, we have quite a few marimo balls; I could just reach into the 20g, grab a few, and let them go on a day trip.

If we struggle to find the perfect container at the thrift stores, we could always pick up this temporary tank, then put bamboo or a peace lily in it…

But I would never want this to be a long-term home for a betta, since the water would need to be changed 2-3 times a week to maintain the proper environment, and I’m just not interested in that kind of upkeep for the sake of an aquaponics conversation piece.

If we did go this route, I’d throw a water pump in there after the wedding (to discourage mosquitoes,) then I’d fill the container with the fish-poop water from my 10g and 20g as I clean them. No reason for a fish to live in the container to enjoy the aquaponics effects.

We have more than enough fish-poop water available. I’m forever throwing AM/PM megacups of fish-poop water onto our vegetable patch.

My Fish Zen Pinterest

In case you’re interested in more betta splenden ideas…

Aromatherapy Diffusers & Candles at Our Wedding

2-Week Goal

From today till Saturday (6/23), I’ll be posting daily here at Wyvia to help visualize (with eyes and my olfactories) our upcoming wedding. Then next week (6/25 – 6/30), I’ll post daily to help ground myself in the audible sensations of our wedding—music, vows; so I’ll be playing by ear.

All of this writing is more like pre-writing exercises—an attempt to solidify ideas.

Headspace ✅ Prior to Goal

I should have challenged this writing project earlier.

However, I struggle with releasing ideas into the atmosphere, then feeling the sting of rejection; and I think many people experience this struggle, so I soothe myself by reasoning, Rejection’s a human experience.

Until I run into the big, dark demon beneath rejection—the one I can’t shoo away.

I’m battling with a monster of an issue with sharing something, then feeling like those words fell into a black hole, into Elsewhere. Like my ideas never happened. From what I’ve gathered through journaling, in my headspace, rejection equates to negative acknowledgement; whereas, ignorance equates to nonexistence.

The Elsewhere feeling is another common, yet much darker, experience: It’s easier to feel lonely alone than feel lonely in a crowd. We’ve all heard this before, yes?—but I cannot shake the funk of it. So while my posts for the next two weeks are intended to feel whimsical or lighthearted—weddings, at first glance, I thought were whimsical and lighthearted—the next two weeks of writing will also take some bravery.

This music video hits the feeling-nail better than my words:

(After I finish this 2-week project, I’ll be psychoanalyzing my relationship with this video ; but I need to wander within a little more before I can compare-contrast.)

Truth be told, this two-week goal scares me more than any of the tasks I set up for myself while exploring my autism, at my other blog.

I’ll check on these feelings within my head again, as part of an After 2-Week Goal reflection—because I’d like to get to a place where my feelings make sense.

Wedding Aromatherapy

First matters first: my bloodhound nose.

I’d like aromatherapy at the wedding not just for the therapeutic effects, but because scent triggers memory—so I want to use blends that are familiar and common in my safe spaces, activating that “you’re safe” memory in my amygdala.

Because of this, I’d like to use my depression blend of 2 parts lavender, 2 parts grapefruit, and 1 part frankincense, with 5-7 drops per coffee cup of water.

We own three diffusers, two which are single-room, and one which works well across the living room and dining room. One of the smaller diffusers has a simple wood appearance, and does well blending in to other decor. It looks similar (but not identical) to this:

The other two diffusers are more eye-catching, with LED-powered plastic bodies that play with bubble-infused glass (which makes a great visual stim), like this:
So the smaller, visually pleasing diffuser could go in the room where I’m getting ready, before walking down the aisle; and the larger, visually pleasing diffuser could go in the commons area, where everyone will be waiting and talking; while the subtle, wooden-style diffuser could hide in a corner near the restroom.

If we need an additional diffuser for a space I’m not thinking about, this one is similar (but not spot-on) the wedding colors, so it may work well with the other decor:

Accent Aromatherapy Candles

I have bags of wax, as well as turquoise and mint wax coloring. I plan to make lots of small candles with 2 parts lavender, 2 parts grapefruit, and 1 part frankincense so the scents work with one another; all the other candles should be unscented, or the effects of the aromatherapy could backfire into migraines.

I’m not sure where my handmade candles will go, but if we don’t use them, that’ll be okay; someone, somewhere in the future, will want to burn the candles.

My Aromatherapy Pinterest

In case you’re interested in more aromatherapy ideas…

Also, I spent a week talking about aromatherapy at my other blog. 💙👃💙

And I shared a creativity blend at Luna Luna. 💜🖤💛

🤓 What If?

Love 📚 Reading

What if we put a bookshelf in the entryway, a metal rolling cart—or just bookends holding a cluster of novels, poetry, and memoir together—and the sign said,

We’re letting go of books we’ve read in the past
to make room for new books in the future
so we would love if you took one
of these treasures home

to read about an adventure
we thought worth sharing
with loved ones like you

Love 💝 Writing

What if Chase made a bunch of journals
and we laid them out as gifts
for everyone to take
to learn to love
writing again

Love 🎨 Art

What if instead of signing a wedding guestbook
awkwardly
like a yearbook

We asked everyone to do 2 of the following 3—

1 Take a polaroid
making a weird face
so I don’t have to figure out if you liked the wedding or not

2 Write one sentence
explaining the best meal
you ever ate in your life

3 Sign your name with the alphabet
then do it again, except

Instead of using the alphabet
sign by drawing that doodle

That you’re always drawing in the margins
or if you don’t believe in margins

A stick figure doing a dance move
is fine