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FYI, I now have a writing journal @ http://feralwords.livejournal.com/profile
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I really don't post here enough.
This will change.
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full of berries and of reddest stolen cherries
Today I sat outside on the porch railing and watched the sun set. I'd been beating myself up for not doing anything for Solstice, but I realized that I've been thinking about the sun all day ( Read more... ) -
what you don't know you can feel somehow
1. I'm trying to figure out a way to organize what books I'm reading. I can read several at once, obviously, but several of the books I'm reading (Be a Goddess and Twelve Wild Swans are two of them) are workbooks. Be a Goddess I'm working through mostly as an experiment; it's not what I want, and a lot of it just kind of turns me off, but there are ( Read more... ) -
Gratefulness; Day 1
I'm doing the Gratefulness challenge again; every day for twenty days I'm going to list one or more things that I'm grateful for. I might continue after the 'challenge' is over - in fact, I'm pretty sure that I will.
Today I am grateful for having the money to pay off a bill, and having an amazing, huge public library available to me. -
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I'm back, after nearly a year away. *sighs and looks around* Well, there's some dusting to be done, but all in all it's not looking too bad ( Read more... ) -
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The moon was hard to make out tonight, but it was beautiful. I had misjudged the bus schedule, so the hour-long wait gave me good time to watch it - it was that and my music to keep me company, and it was good company after all. I'm seventeen, and grappling my way through my religion, slowly learning what I know and how far I still have to travel. ( Read more... ) -
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There are moments in your life when you believe in something you previously only went through the motions of believing. These moments are not big. They are do not announce themselves with trumpets or bells; they come silently but do not leave, except to leave you changed. The change itself is a small thing, but it twists it's ivy into the limbs of ( Read more... )
