Word Press and Me
So, my intentional-sister, Pet, has encouraged me to set up a website and start using Word Press to get myself "out there" and hopefully start bringing more people to my site so that I can start doing bookkeeping and life services for them (yes - I will be posting more about that in the future). I have to keep a daily log (which I was "supposed" to do here, but as you know, I never quite seem to) because of "pings" and things, and hey if it will help me to get this homebased work off the ground, mores the better. I'm going to be posting whatever posts I make over there, over here, so (hopefully) you'll be hearing more from me on a regular basis.
We will see. :D
Here is yesterday's tidbit:
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I've always found that writing the first line of anything is always the hardest. The next hardest is the second line. Good. Now that those two are out of the way I can get down to tapping out on the keyboard anything and everything that comes to mind. Yep. That is what you are going to get here. The mad (and sometimes... medicated) ramblings of a 49 year old human female, living on what we call the planet Earth, but you may call it whatever you like. I'm open to different philosophies and races........I learned how from StarTrek, but that is for another entry.
So you know I'm 49, but what you don't know is that I'll be 50 on September 16th of this year. 1/2 of a century old. 5 decades of life that this body and mind have gone through -- sometimes willy nilly, and sometimes very aware of the timestream slipping by. If you are into Astrology, my sun sign is Virgo, my moon sign is Pisces, and my rising sign is Capricorn (I was born in LA at 3:13 pm.... it was a rainy afternoon - how do I know? I just do). I follow my horoscope through Tarot.com each and every day, and I am often quite surprised at how close it has come to predicting how my day would go. I read it in the morning, and sometimes say "oh yes, that is so true", but also sometimes say "oh - no way", and yet, in the evening, if I go back and read it (which I sometimes do), it is so close to how things happened that I just sit back and think "huh" and let it settle into my soul that we really are not in control of what happens each and every day... although, we DO have choices.
I'm polyamorous, which means that I love several people in the way that some people love only one person. I have an intentional family that has grown around me over the years, and I am so pleased that they are in my life, giving and accepting unconditional love. Only one of them is living with me, but one lives a stone's throw away (if you've got a GREAT arm), one is a short car trip, another is a longer cartrip, two are a long cartrip (or I take the bus, because driving for me is an iffy situation these days), and one is such a long trip that I have to take the bus or have someone else do the driving for me (but he comes home every three weeks, at least for the weekend, so we are not absolutely bereft of his presence). The types of relationships that I saw growing up didn't make a whole lot of sense to me, since they involved a lot of jealousy, lying, cheating, faithbreaking and anger, and even though I tried living those kinds of lives I found that really they just didn't go along with my heart and soul. If we are allowed by society to love our parents, sibling, cousins, and friends, and it doesn't matter how many of them that you have, you can love all of them, then why can you not love more than one lover/husband/wife/significant other/lifemate/pathmate/soulmate? Is it because of a law written by a god or goddess (and translated into words by humans) or is it because human beings are so wrapped up in jealousy and possessiveness that they cannot see past their own prison bars? I don't have that answer for anyone else but for myself. I will not be bound by the laws of humans when it comes to love and the great capacity of the human heart to expand beyond our physical bodies and encompass as much of reality as it can hold.
My faith is boundless and I hold to myself as much of the positive energy that comes my way as I can. Over my life I have grasped negative energy, because it is a very powerful thing and is seductive in its claim on our minds and emotions. Thankfully I have found through life experiences -- people who have come into my life for a reason, a season, a lifetime; words, ideas and philosophies that have been placed onto paper via pen or printing press or paintbrush; the vast information well that is the internet, and much time listening to racial memories, that there is no place in my life for negative energy. I no longer have the time for it, as every millisecond of every waking and sleeping moment I heal my mind and body and soul of the physical and emotional damage that it contains. It is not an easy way to live, at least for me, but it is one that is slowly but surely shaping my soul for its continued journey once this shell no longer supports it.
In the writings to come I'll talk about Fibromyalgia, its many curses and ways to live with the neverending condition; World of Warcraft and the all consuming (very inexpensive!) way to make friends, influence people, and rid the cyber world of demons and monsters (some of whom look just like you and me); Faith, belief, and the religions that humans have shackled themselves to; and many many many more very opinionated and not always in line with what you may think or feel thoughts and feelings that rush through me every single day.
If you don't like the way I write, I would recommend that you read a different blog. If you don't like what I have to say, I would recommend that you read another blog. If you only comment on here to tell me what a horrible person I am and to flame, belittle, or generally try to hurt my feelings, you won't be able to, because what you think cannot hurt me. I am the only one that can emotionally hurt me, and I have enough physical hurts that mental and emotional hurts don't have room to get in.
If you like what I have to say, then welcome to my singular view..... I hope you ultimately enjoy what is seen through these blue eyes.
We will see. :D
Here is yesterday's tidbit:
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I've always found that writing the first line of anything is always the hardest. The next hardest is the second line. Good. Now that those two are out of the way I can get down to tapping out on the keyboard anything and everything that comes to mind. Yep. That is what you are going to get here. The mad (and sometimes... medicated) ramblings of a 49 year old human female, living on what we call the planet Earth, but you may call it whatever you like. I'm open to different philosophies and races........I learned how from StarTrek, but that is for another entry.
So you know I'm 49, but what you don't know is that I'll be 50 on September 16th of this year. 1/2 of a century old. 5 decades of life that this body and mind have gone through -- sometimes willy nilly, and sometimes very aware of the timestream slipping by. If you are into Astrology, my sun sign is Virgo, my moon sign is Pisces, and my rising sign is Capricorn (I was born in LA at 3:13 pm.... it was a rainy afternoon - how do I know? I just do). I follow my horoscope through Tarot.com each and every day, and I am often quite surprised at how close it has come to predicting how my day would go. I read it in the morning, and sometimes say "oh yes, that is so true", but also sometimes say "oh - no way", and yet, in the evening, if I go back and read it (which I sometimes do), it is so close to how things happened that I just sit back and think "huh" and let it settle into my soul that we really are not in control of what happens each and every day... although, we DO have choices.
I'm polyamorous, which means that I love several people in the way that some people love only one person. I have an intentional family that has grown around me over the years, and I am so pleased that they are in my life, giving and accepting unconditional love. Only one of them is living with me, but one lives a stone's throw away (if you've got a GREAT arm), one is a short car trip, another is a longer cartrip, two are a long cartrip (or I take the bus, because driving for me is an iffy situation these days), and one is such a long trip that I have to take the bus or have someone else do the driving for me (but he comes home every three weeks, at least for the weekend, so we are not absolutely bereft of his presence). The types of relationships that I saw growing up didn't make a whole lot of sense to me, since they involved a lot of jealousy, lying, cheating, faithbreaking and anger, and even though I tried living those kinds of lives I found that really they just didn't go along with my heart and soul. If we are allowed by society to love our parents, sibling, cousins, and friends, and it doesn't matter how many of them that you have, you can love all of them, then why can you not love more than one lover/husband/wife/significant other/lifemate/pathmate/soulmate? Is it because of a law written by a god or goddess (and translated into words by humans) or is it because human beings are so wrapped up in jealousy and possessiveness that they cannot see past their own prison bars? I don't have that answer for anyone else but for myself. I will not be bound by the laws of humans when it comes to love and the great capacity of the human heart to expand beyond our physical bodies and encompass as much of reality as it can hold.
My faith is boundless and I hold to myself as much of the positive energy that comes my way as I can. Over my life I have grasped negative energy, because it is a very powerful thing and is seductive in its claim on our minds and emotions. Thankfully I have found through life experiences -- people who have come into my life for a reason, a season, a lifetime; words, ideas and philosophies that have been placed onto paper via pen or printing press or paintbrush; the vast information well that is the internet, and much time listening to racial memories, that there is no place in my life for negative energy. I no longer have the time for it, as every millisecond of every waking and sleeping moment I heal my mind and body and soul of the physical and emotional damage that it contains. It is not an easy way to live, at least for me, but it is one that is slowly but surely shaping my soul for its continued journey once this shell no longer supports it.
In the writings to come I'll talk about Fibromyalgia, its many curses and ways to live with the neverending condition; World of Warcraft and the all consuming (very inexpensive!) way to make friends, influence people, and rid the cyber world of demons and monsters (some of whom look just like you and me); Faith, belief, and the religions that humans have shackled themselves to; and many many many more very opinionated and not always in line with what you may think or feel thoughts and feelings that rush through me every single day.
If you don't like the way I write, I would recommend that you read a different blog. If you don't like what I have to say, I would recommend that you read another blog. If you only comment on here to tell me what a horrible person I am and to flame, belittle, or generally try to hurt my feelings, you won't be able to, because what you think cannot hurt me. I am the only one that can emotionally hurt me, and I have enough physical hurts that mental and emotional hurts don't have room to get in.
If you like what I have to say, then welcome to my singular view..... I hope you ultimately enjoy what is seen through these blue eyes.