Om gum ganapatayei namaha.
Fallonbaum (aka my 20th birthday party) was amazing. It was a Faery tale/mythology themed murder mystery party, and Lauren (in her infinite wisdom) cast me as Puck, so naturally, I was incredibly happy. Especially since everyone seemed to love my costume: I decided that, were Puck to go to a costume party, he'd dress as a mobster. So, I was a mobster. With big, curly, purple-black wings. >D And the game went so well! Everyone had so much fun! And so many people I loved were there! And there was good food, and pretty decorations, and nice presents! A lot of people didn't have the resources to get me a present, which I totally grok, and I'm totally okay with. So what did they do? They got me a Tinkerbell fleece blankie, and on the blank side, a bunch of people signed their names in Tink-colored fabric puff paint. I love it so much! I wish I could display both sides at once!
I got some interesting magick stuff from D & G, which I haven't gotten to make a lot of use of yet, but what I have has been interesting. The Londa tarot deck that D gave me is waaaay more direct than my faerie oracle. And a good deal more snarky, too. I like it - it's got a brash sort of charm to it.
Thanksgiving was very shiny, too. I went out to Central New York to big sister Stephanie's house, getting a ride with biggest sister Christine and her husband, son, and daughter. It was a loooong ride, but, good company always makes these things better. I had a great time - read a lot, ate great food, finally saw Ratatouille, played lots of different games (Apples to Apples, Guillotine, In A Pickle, etc), took a yoga class!, got to know my sisters and brothers-in-law and niece and nephew better... And a good time was had by all. And I still managed to get home in time to spent a bit of time with Tom before diving headlong into school again.
And I've been chanting a daily mantra that Stephanie gave me, and it seems to be helping. I'm not certain that it's done anything yet on a metaphysical level, but it has helped me to keep relaxed and focused in school - which is hard to do when the teacher who previously told you "Yes, you're falling behind, but it's okay; I'll tell you when you need to worry," is now telling you, "Now is the time to worry." I got a "U" for the month (basically an "F") and if I get another, it's grounds for dismissal from the school. Oddly, I've mostly felt more peaceful since she told me that (after, that is, crying in the bathroom for a few minutes, the chanting mantras for another minute or two). Que sera, sera. (I should try that as a mantra.)
Om gum ganapatayei namaha.
I got some interesting magick stuff from D & G, which I haven't gotten to make a lot of use of yet, but what I have has been interesting. The Londa tarot deck that D gave me is waaaay more direct than my faerie oracle. And a good deal more snarky, too. I like it - it's got a brash sort of charm to it.
Thanksgiving was very shiny, too. I went out to Central New York to big sister Stephanie's house, getting a ride with biggest sister Christine and her husband, son, and daughter. It was a loooong ride, but, good company always makes these things better. I had a great time - read a lot, ate great food, finally saw Ratatouille, played lots of different games (Apples to Apples, Guillotine, In A Pickle, etc), took a yoga class!, got to know my sisters and brothers-in-law and niece and nephew better... And a good time was had by all. And I still managed to get home in time to spent a bit of time with Tom before diving headlong into school again.
And I've been chanting a daily mantra that Stephanie gave me, and it seems to be helping. I'm not certain that it's done anything yet on a metaphysical level, but it has helped me to keep relaxed and focused in school - which is hard to do when the teacher who previously told you "Yes, you're falling behind, but it's okay; I'll tell you when you need to worry," is now telling you, "Now is the time to worry." I got a "U" for the month (basically an "F") and if I get another, it's grounds for dismissal from the school. Oddly, I've mostly felt more peaceful since she told me that (after, that is, crying in the bathroom for a few minutes, the chanting mantras for another minute or two). Que sera, sera. (I should try that as a mantra.)
Om gum ganapatayei namaha.