Life, the Universe, and Everything
I should paste over my essay pieces from my new Discussion group, arrange them, poke holes in them, turn them upside down.... The group is over on GaiaOnline, where I also maintain a couple of avatars and play games, the place where I have found that joining someone else's group usually leads to disagreements with the bookish pagans. So, I have my own spot, sort of appropriated from someone who tired of being Guildmaster very quickly.... I'm sure this is meaningless to anyone who just haunts sites like Facebook (which I hate) or who Twitters or who is just LinkedIn. Gaia is a fantasy-land built more for a young adult/adolescent perspective but the game-play level appeals to me and the advertising is either low-key or of the sponsorship sort.
So, I remain serious in my online practice. What can I say, I'm not a relaxed personality. I don't want to read about other peoples' crappy jobs so I no longer post about mine but I do value philosophical musings which, conceivably, might include references to the mundane existence. Work on my new kitchen moves along - there may be pictures up over on Facebook when I get around to organizing my images into albums. We send my youngest off as a transfer student to a college 70 miles away in just over a week. The garden grows: tomatoes ripen (those that didn't have an issue with the rampant late blight in my area), green beans appear overnight, berries drop from their bushes, all my sunflowers are red ones. I'm hot and tired but, then again, it's August and I'm busy.
I have been to a very unconventional memorial gathering and to a bridal 'shower' that I could be giftless and relaxed. I had a wonderful dream recently (one that I remembered!) and, somehow came to an inner understanding, of sorts, with my career aspirations. I refuse to muse on current events - it is too depressing how 'human nature' has become an excusing catch-phrase for greed and self-interest in the social/political realm. I feel that people have become accepting of regressive practices even as they hold tenaciously to cultural myths.
Oh, yawn. No, I didn't accomplish much this evening but there are still some lines on a page to devour.
So, I remain serious in my online practice. What can I say, I'm not a relaxed personality. I don't want to read about other peoples' crappy jobs so I no longer post about mine but I do value philosophical musings which, conceivably, might include references to the mundane existence. Work on my new kitchen moves along - there may be pictures up over on Facebook when I get around to organizing my images into albums. We send my youngest off as a transfer student to a college 70 miles away in just over a week. The garden grows: tomatoes ripen (those that didn't have an issue with the rampant late blight in my area), green beans appear overnight, berries drop from their bushes, all my sunflowers are red ones. I'm hot and tired but, then again, it's August and I'm busy.
I have been to a very unconventional memorial gathering and to a bridal 'shower' that I could be giftless and relaxed. I had a wonderful dream recently (one that I remembered!) and, somehow came to an inner understanding, of sorts, with my career aspirations. I refuse to muse on current events - it is too depressing how 'human nature' has become an excusing catch-phrase for greed and self-interest in the social/political realm. I feel that people have become accepting of regressive practices even as they hold tenaciously to cultural myths.
Oh, yawn. No, I didn't accomplish much this evening but there are still some lines on a page to devour.