It's been a weird couple of weeks. I've been meaning to sit down and do a reading for myself for a while, but I've been so drained or distracted or disinterested in doing anything productive. Last night, I walked past my cards and decided to stop making excuses.

( I'm glad for it. )

One of the items on my 101 Things in 1001 Days list (phirefly101) is "Define community and work towards it." My spiritual journey has been marked by wonderful moments of community support... and vast periods of time with no contact or communication with anyone in the outside world about my spiritual health and activities at all. I'm not a particularly social ( Read more... )

Moving toward the light from the darkness doesn't feel like something that should happen quietly. I am sure that there are times when it's an easy transition, like flicking a light switch, but that just doesn't feel right to me. Not right now, at least ( Read more... )

Also, another thing to add to the list of things I've been missing for way too long now: my dream life.

I've had hints here and there, but... nothing to compare with what it has been in the past. I'm sure it's related.

And Brannen, if you ask me what I'mma do about it today, I'mma make bitchy faces at you. You're right. I know you are. I know.

I have, generally speaking, never been a fan of applying Meaning to Living. Life's something to be enjoyed. That said, like it or not, I found my own damned Meaning, my Purpose several years back. It was very much an 'oh' moment, and Jim might remember it, as I believe it was over one of his readings, perhaps the only one from which I didn't run ( Read more... )

I am losing things. It's only two things now--my Gill deck and Palimpsest--but I can see the connection, the reason. Every day I do nothing is another day lost, another day tipping me toward banality ( Read more... )

Cut for squickish content, personal and medical and not at all attractive or interesting.

( A short list of ickiness. )

This is how I've been feeling lately, and by lately I mean the last several months, for quite a while really. To complete the image, though, that view of open sky, of possibility, needs to be obscured, burdened with all the detritus of day-to-day, gathered over years, piled up and grimy. My apartment is a physical manifestation of my personal ( Read more... )

I took last week off, in anticipation of needing the downtime post-socialization and, perhaps, in hopes of going on some semblance of a honeymoon ( Read more... )

Dar Williams came and went as I expected. However, I don't feel that anticipated pang of regret that so often accompanies choosing laziness and general flaking over something potentially interesting. No, more interesting possibilities arose, and I pursued them without hesitation ( Read more... )