Mercury is retrograde?!?!
Apparently so, and that crafty planet is not going to sort itself out until the end of the month. That makes a nice explanation of some of the recent yuk that's been going around. Though, I wonder, if this is what Aristotle would consider to be a “sign” or “mark” of miscommunication, and not necessarily a cause or a reason for or proof of. I'm in favor of the mark myself. The fault for all screwy communication lies with those who are screwing up their communication.
Which there seems to be quite a bit lately. My house guests, who are still here, have been dealing with the drama of their WoW guild has it has come close to disintegration. In the meantime, similar drama has plagued one of my magickal working groups, resulting recently, in the loss of another active member. Which is unfortunate since that person is a particularly good friend of mine-I hope that our friendship is not adversely affected by this recent turn of events. Alas, if it weren't for the abundant miscommunication, things might not have turned out as they have.
Needless to say, we, the surviving members, gathered last evening, under raincloud obscured waning moon and a raucous time (and even politely negotiated with a local constable). We ended the evening with card readings, and I ended up with 'Lust' in my future... hmmm...
Primal might get a kick out of this: Remember many a walk through Hendrix park, particularly during the day, and that place at the top of the hill, with the clearing, where, if you look carefully, you can find wax drippings, particularly after a certain point in the lunar cycle? I now know who may have contributed a few of those drippings from back then.
As to the most tortured relationship in my life: with the guidance and help of friend, I fixed my car. I feel quite manly. In fact, it took less time to replace the water pump and tensioner (or whatever it is) than it did to change out my battery.
Which there seems to be quite a bit lately. My house guests, who are still here, have been dealing with the drama of their WoW guild has it has come close to disintegration. In the meantime, similar drama has plagued one of my magickal working groups, resulting recently, in the loss of another active member. Which is unfortunate since that person is a particularly good friend of mine-I hope that our friendship is not adversely affected by this recent turn of events. Alas, if it weren't for the abundant miscommunication, things might not have turned out as they have.
Needless to say, we, the surviving members, gathered last evening, under raincloud obscured waning moon and a raucous time (and even politely negotiated with a local constable). We ended the evening with card readings, and I ended up with 'Lust' in my future... hmmm...
Primal might get a kick out of this: Remember many a walk through Hendrix park, particularly during the day, and that place at the top of the hill, with the clearing, where, if you look carefully, you can find wax drippings, particularly after a certain point in the lunar cycle? I now know who may have contributed a few of those drippings from back then.
As to the most tortured relationship in my life: with the guidance and help of friend, I fixed my car. I feel quite manly. In fact, it took less time to replace the water pump and tensioner (or whatever it is) than it did to change out my battery.