The drawing board
I have been reading a great deal these last few days. Both fiction and non-fiction. I finished the power point presentation. I see room for improvement but I am still learning so....
I have been working on the BOS I have had in mind for some time now. Well...I have started over a total of three times. Then I bought a new book and it was really close to what I had in mind. *sigh* However I have decided that it will not deter me.
There are going to be two of them. Mine first then a group one after. Dunno why there should be a group one as I have no group so to speak. Just seems there ought to be one I suppose.
I am relearning several things. Why? because I was wrong in my assumptions of what I thought I knew.
It is not a matter of who knows what and what is more correct than the other. I am attempting to get all of my stuff organized to begin with. It is a test for me of how much I have absorbed opposed to what I want to record. I hate it when I get one of those light-bulb moments as a missing piece falls into place. It is usually long after the fact and I find myself going back to that place and wonder at the blindness of the moment.
On a good note I have paper...ok I was looking for a certain type and found something better.
My out door altar in in the south. no special reason for the direction. So I thought and now I look out and it is perfect. it is nestled in the copse of trees. It is shaded in the day and at night even with the neighbors spot-light on I have privacy and more than that really. It is sheltered. So the place was a good choice even if I did not make it. I do ritual at night and can almost forget that I am not in a wooded glen. I found it a comfort last night.
I reinforced my wards. I do this when ever I feel the need.
When I am down the yard shows this. It looks less inviting, When I am at my game the yard takes a life that makes you want to stay. Last night as I did my ritual there was a bird sound. It is odd to hear that in the dark. The wind picked up as I called quarters. I have a windy yard at night. I love it. Oh there are those strange times when there is no air movement and it spooks me as though something lurked outside the boundaries.
I was thinking I needed to do my book on the computer but as I sat looking at the screen it occurred to me that for some reason it was less personal. So I am going to write it. That will take longer but it feels right. It does not mean that I will not use the computer as I think that the group one would do well. My son gave me a notebook. It is smaller and lighter than my lap top and I really like it. I can take it anywhere. The lap top is not as transportable for me.
the draw back is that it does not have a cd drive so I have jump the software from my desk top on to it. Something I am not all that good at. Hummm maybe I will see if I can get some one smarter to do it for me. *tapping chin*
I have been working on the BOS I have had in mind for some time now. Well...I have started over a total of three times. Then I bought a new book and it was really close to what I had in mind. *sigh* However I have decided that it will not deter me.
There are going to be two of them. Mine first then a group one after. Dunno why there should be a group one as I have no group so to speak. Just seems there ought to be one I suppose.
I am relearning several things. Why? because I was wrong in my assumptions of what I thought I knew.
It is not a matter of who knows what and what is more correct than the other. I am attempting to get all of my stuff organized to begin with. It is a test for me of how much I have absorbed opposed to what I want to record. I hate it when I get one of those light-bulb moments as a missing piece falls into place. It is usually long after the fact and I find myself going back to that place and wonder at the blindness of the moment.
On a good note I have paper...ok I was looking for a certain type and found something better.
My out door altar in in the south. no special reason for the direction. So I thought and now I look out and it is perfect. it is nestled in the copse of trees. It is shaded in the day and at night even with the neighbors spot-light on I have privacy and more than that really. It is sheltered. So the place was a good choice even if I did not make it. I do ritual at night and can almost forget that I am not in a wooded glen. I found it a comfort last night.
I reinforced my wards. I do this when ever I feel the need.
When I am down the yard shows this. It looks less inviting, When I am at my game the yard takes a life that makes you want to stay. Last night as I did my ritual there was a bird sound. It is odd to hear that in the dark. The wind picked up as I called quarters. I have a windy yard at night. I love it. Oh there are those strange times when there is no air movement and it spooks me as though something lurked outside the boundaries.
I was thinking I needed to do my book on the computer but as I sat looking at the screen it occurred to me that for some reason it was less personal. So I am going to write it. That will take longer but it feels right. It does not mean that I will not use the computer as I think that the group one would do well. My son gave me a notebook. It is smaller and lighter than my lap top and I really like it. I can take it anywhere. The lap top is not as transportable for me.
the draw back is that it does not have a cd drive so I have jump the software from my desk top on to it. Something I am not all that good at. Hummm maybe I will see if I can get some one smarter to do it for me. *tapping chin*