October 31st, 2006 at 11:45 pm
(Metaphysical, Nano, 2006)
17 or so minutes until NaNoWriMo officially starts for me. I’m so excited! I’m gonna write the heck out of it.
I’m just posting to suggest that if you have around an hour and 45 minutes and you’d like to watch an internet video you watch The Secret. If you haven’t heard about The Secret, you might think it’s bunk but honestly, it works. I’ve seen it work in my own life. It’s not selling anything or trying to suck your brain out through your eyes, I promise. I thought I’d pass it along because I had been hoping that a free version of it would come out and then someone posted this link to a message board I’m on.
*goes back to making NaNo tea*
October 28th, 2006 at 12:02 pm
(Nano, 2006, Thoughts)
I’ve decided to let everything go and just be insane, caffinated, strange, and possibly drunk on this year’s NaNo. I’ve been worrying too much about it and that’s just getting in the way of what I could be doing for the novel… even if it’s just walking outside in the rare autumn sunshine.
Speaking of rare autumn sunshine- Since it’s usually grey here from the end of October to the end of March, I feel as if I’m wasting the sunshine if I’m not putting something out in a glass of spring water while the sun is out. Sunlight is a premium here and I feel as if I should be using it. I put dragon jasper with epidote out last week and I’m still testing it but it is superb. Anyway- there will come a day when I can move where there is sunlight in the winter and I am so going to do it… if it also has several acres of woodland I can build a cottage on and guard from ATVs with bloodthirsty, rabid monks.
The small weight loss goal I’ve set myself seems to be going well. The only problem I’m having right now is that I don’t own a scale *L* But my clothes are fitting better and I’m happier with myself and I feel better, so goal going well, as far as I’m concerned. I got a simple Pilates dvd the other day because Eloric wants to lose a bit of weight himself and doesn’t think he can do any exercise because of his bad knee. Well, he thinks the only exercise that matters is jogging, which he can no longer do, so he whines about gaining about 15lbs since he discovered WoW. Shhhhh, don’t tell him I said that. I suppose we’ll see how this goes as I’ve promised to do the dvd with him and I’m not at all psyched, since I’m happy with my bellydance video. But if it makes him happy, I guess it’s worth it.
I’m still doing great with the oracle cards. Still incredibly helpful. Still blown away by the magick behind them. Impressed. Flabbergasted. Excited.
I’m burning daylight, so I’m going to go and get busy.
October 23rd, 2006 at 3:08 pm
(Cats, Faery Oracle)
Not too much to say lately. It’s been grey here and cold and nastier than usual in the weather department. And I had some sort of butt-kicking illness that just ended today.
I have a hopefully long-term visitor: A tuxedo kitten. He first showed up a few days before vacation, nosing around the front yard. He went missing for a few days after we came home, then, about four days ago, he appeared again and has claimed a spot on the work bench in the garage. We got him a blanket and a heating pad we’ve been keeping back from the sleeping shelves we used to have for the gang. I’m working on Eloric right now to get him to agree that we should get him his shots and neutered and keep him in the cottage. He was so skinny when we first met that he can’t belong to anyone… and if he does, it’s obvious that they don’t care at all about him. He reminds me of Pooka. He even sounds sort of like Pooka did. *sigh* Pooka.
I’m slowly working on my personal definitions for the Faery Oracle cards. I’ve looked at and got to know The Oak Men and the Singer of Healing. I’ve not looked through the deck for a card, I’ve spread the deck out face down and sort of let the card choose me. The cards are still very pertinent to what’s going on in my life and I continue to be amazed to how on-target they actually are. There really is Faery intelligence behind them. I haven’t worked with the deck for a few days but I think I’ll go to the cottage and pull one before Eloric gets home from work.
Also, I think I’ve mentioned it in passing but it bears repeating: I’m doing NaNoWriMo again this year. I have my reward picked out for winning. I intend to win. Last year I rewarded myself with David Gray’s newest CD. This year I shall have a Pack of Imps from Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab. I do hope I can manage all of my words- the perfume is excellent.
October 14th, 2006 at 6:54 pm
(Faery Oracle)
I started working with the Faery Oracle Deck today. If the first exercise is any indication, this deck is going to give me insight into myself and events on par with the Runes. I am simply in awe of the information I got out of them today.
The first part of the exercise was to look all through the deck and find the card that most appealed to me. I was then to write about its atmosphere, the feelings the card gave off. I would go on to associate it with emotions, symbols, messages. Then apply these messages to what they might mean mentally and spiritually. What did all of the images in the card mean? What was the faery concerned with? And so-forth. The first card was Iris of the Rainbows and, truth be known, I got an entirely different interpretation than that which is given in the book… but that is the point of the exercises: to come up with your own meaning of the cards.
The second card was to be the one we thought was the most unpleasent. My choice was The Soul Shrinker. I would go on to apply my own feelings about the card, why I thought it was so unpleasent, etc. I was more in line with the given discription but still different. Again, I believe this was the point: The faeries are like people and wear different hats for different folks.
The last card is one that picked me. The book said to shuffle the deck and put it face-down, then run my hands above the cards, feeling the energy from them. Eventually I’d be drawn to a card and that was the faery that I needed to work with, the one who chose me. I wound up being called by The Faun. I was rather close with that one, though again, not bang on. You can’t peg down the faeries.
Then, reading further, I was told that these three power cards represented 1) What I am now seeking in my life, 2) That which is preventing me from attaining it or a lesson I need to learn to attain my goal, and 3) The faery or energy that can help me past #2 to heal myself into and/or to achieve my wish. I was amazed to find that the cards really hit home.
I’ll just give a brief explaination of what the cards said:
I’m currently in a quest for creativity and a fluid, magickal mind. I want good news and inspiration but I’m squelching the things I seek by holding onto a grudge and a dead relationship that has soured me. I need to speak about my hang-ups because of these events and to let go of the poisonous past. I need to retreat, preferrably into nature, and to seek tranquility and spiritual nourishment. Then I can better access the state of mind I crave
Nail. Hit. Head. Honestly, I did not expect such forthrightness, information that went right to the quick of the matter. I’m a believer. I had thought that the cards would give me a new dimension to work with, a different perspective into things… I didn’t expect such a poetically-beautiful and honest, such a clear answer.
Looks like I’m going to have a lot of fun and transformation with this project.
October 13th, 2006 at 10:27 pm
(Books, Interstitial Cystitis, Metaphysical, News)
Back from VA Beach. Good vacation, despite several painful episodes.
Ran into some wheat and meat I hadn’t intended upon eating. Found out too late. I suppose I should have asked about the meat… but who expects a slab of bread hidden beneath a thick cap of cheese upon some soup? Not me. I should ask, even if I think the food is fool-proof. The first year I don’t carry Vit C or allergy medicine. Sick. But I had all of my bladder medicine plus (shhh, don’t tell my asshat doctor) three pain pills that work that my dad gave me “just in case”. Thank. The. Gods. I needed one of those. I will also need one around Samhain *sigh* When the accidental meat works me over.
We were pan-handled on the beach front not once but twice. We’ve been going for 11 years, Eloric lived there for around 2 and never have we been hit up for money, supposedly for “Pepsi” and “water”. I think Pepsi could be easily changed out for “vodka” or “crack” but “water” was probably legit, since the lady who hit us up for it seemed totally nutter. She paced in front of us several times, staring at the ocean, wringing her hands, muttering “Boy that’s a lot of water out there. Mighty lot of water out there…” Very sad state of affairs as it made us decide to stop walking along the Strip.
At the Greenbrier Mall, while we were rushing to the car so I could take something for my bladder, I was assulted by Overly Enthusiastic Insane Italian Dead Sea Nail-Buffing Woman. She latched onto my hand and before I knew it, my nails were being buffed to within an inch of their lives while I tried frantically to find a way to ditch her. I actually felt dirty and ugly after getting away from her because of her spiel on buffing the nails. I felt assaulted and my nails still bear wittness to that disturbing time. I got away from her by telling her I was going off to take my medicine. But the worst thing was- after we fled from her… we were lost in the mall and unable to remember just where we had parked. So we were slinking around the mall, dodging in and out of stores, lest she spot me and try to buff me again. We escaped without incident, however.
I scored The Faery Oracle at the Heritage store. I’ve been meaning to work with the Oracle for almost four years but have never managed to find it out in an actual shop. I haven’t been working on much in the way of a spiritual project lately and I need to take up one to see me through the long, grey tunnel that is winter… after Nanowrimo, naturally. The Oracle is very interesting and, I’ve found, remarkably accurate, even online. You can test-drive it, if you’re curious. I’ve discovered that there are exercises in the book, so I’m there. That’s my project.
And lastly- My father went to all of his appointments while I was away and I have a bit of fantastic news- He has blown all of his doctors away by the rate of his recovery and his overall health. The heart doctor practically peed his pants at how strong Dad’s heart is, and so, he will not be needing surgery in the near future. Perhaps never. Yes! He is off the O2 and all of those pesky meds except two. I’m unspeakably pleased.
October 8th, 2006 at 8:49 pm
(Witches Weekly)
Do you keep an equivalent of a book of shadows? What format do you keep it in? (digital, paper), how often do you use it, and is it categorized in any way?
I keep a magickal diary/journal. It encompasses four 5-subject notebooks at this time and isn’t organised in any way. I use it whenever something happens in my life that I feel needs recorded- Happenings, prayers, rituals, spells. I guess I might use it twice a week on average.
I write the recipe of what I did, why I thought the recipe would work and the outcome later on. I’m not consistant with it, however. I suppose I should be but I only write up the really “experimental” rituals I do that would need a roadmap to repeat. I also write the results of divinations I’ve done for myself and others. I like to see if I’m anywhere near accurate. I also have coursework (some of it twice) from Be a Goddess, one set from 2000, I believe and one from earlier this year that I never completed.
I have spiritual work in there, information from essences I’ve made- I’m constant and precise about those- and just mundane things like how I’m feeling and what I think about certain things.
I have some digital things on the computer but those are strictly articles and references I’ve found online. Even if they’re extremely useful, I can’t move myself to do them longhand.
October 4th, 2006 at 3:49 pm
(Cats)
I just had the most lovely gift.
I was wandering outside in the yard feeling sick from my exam today and sorry for myself when the most perfect little kitten came walking up to me, seemingly out of nowhere. “Waaah!” she greeted me. “Hello there, you,” I greeted her back, feeling my mood lift. She was a medium-haired tabby and looked a bit like a mix of Remy and Doodle-vert, too clean not to belong to someone else. But we sat down between the poplar trees as the rain sprinkled down and had something of a conversation. She talked; I told her she was gorgeous. She wanted her chin scratched, so I obliged. I offered her a leaf of catnip from a plant that was in reach, which the kitty devoured. Purring, purring, happy. When I was feeling better, she gave me a little cat-kiss, said “Wah!” again and wandered away.
Thank you, kitten.
October 3rd, 2006 at 1:13 am
(Interstitial Cystitis, Writing)
This flare has gotten me angrier than usual. I just can’t express how utterly frustrating it is to be in this sort of pain. It’s a sort of frenzy where you’ll do anything so you will stop hurting but after you’ve done everything and still hurt, all you can do is either get depressed, try to distract yourself, or get mad. I happen to get mad (for the first 7 days, anyway) and distract myself. I’m hoping that tomorrow I’ll be well enough to let my gyno start me off on another 7 days of pain.
This is the part where I point out that my 10th wedding anniversary is on the 12th and announce that I’m going to Va Beach, like we do every year. I announce that I’m going to drink some German Eiswein and pray that it won’t give me 7 days of pain. I also jokingly add that I should like my doctor to give me a scrip for drugs that reliably relieve my pain as an anniversary present. Then I get defensive and remind people that I’m a chronic pain sufferer and not a junkie, knowing that it’s all the same to some people. Then I get depressed because none of my doctors listen to me and cry a little, hoping that I’m not still in pain on my anniversary because I’d really like to knock boots with my husband for once. And then I stop writing about myself in 3rd person because it’s getting tedious and has probably lost what little humor it had at the beginning of the paragraph.
I’m trying to work on my setting for my NANOWRIMO. I’m a little worried that I won’t “win” this year because, while I have an actual ending, I don’t know how all of the bits fit together and it’s pointless to write them down. I’m working on place names and whatnot. Should go work on some sleep.
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