wobbly bar
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i am watching my first episode of the gilmore girls and am incredibly amused by a tampon ad. the ad for playtex sport tampons featuring a gymnast. interesting choice since the prevalence of eating disorders are so high among female gymnasts that many of them don’t have periods. heh.
silliness reserved for LJ
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Maiden seems the most likely but you may call me Princess Bug if you wish.
2. How do you define yourself? (i.e.: Dianic, Wiccan etc)
Ok well I used to like to be called pagan, then neo-pagan, then eclectic, and then buddha paganini and now…. i’m running with unitarian universalist with crafty-witchy-earthy-hippie leanings.
3. With which Goddess archetype do you most identify?
I’ve never had a pantheon or a goddess. Occassionally someone speaks to me and I listen up until they’re through with me be it through tarot, qabalah, mythology, breezes, or sunsets.
4. Which do you prefer: indoor or outdoor rituals?
I really prefer to use our back porch but it doesn’t have the kind of privacy I *need*…so I end up whisper yelling through ritual or doing it inside. heh.
5. What is your favorite seasonal celebration?
Samhain and Yule ….also the only two I observe with any regularity.
6. Are you a solitary or part of the group?
The Group has not called or written in ages. I think they might be part of someone’s imagination…
7. Do you keep a magical journal?
I am pretty private about this sort of thing to the point where it almost cripples me to write about it online or on paper, let alone discuss it openly. I usually require schnapps to be this candid about my spriituality. That was a sunday school morning no one will ever forget….
8. What is your favourite element?
Akasha if you’re talking about classical elements. Mercury if you’re talking about the periodic table.
9. What is your favorite piece of Goddess jewelery?
I love to wear cowrie shells as a quiet and acceptable nod to the divine feminine as opposed to having a Sheila-na-gig hanging from my neck. For ritual, however, I have a sterling silver pentagram choker.
10. Do you have a totem animal? Share if you choose.
Raptors (not the Jurassic Park kind) and spiders
11. Will you be celebrating the Full Moon?
When it’s warm I try to light some incense and take a moon beam bath on our back porch as time and nosy neighbors allow.
12. What is your favourite Goddess spirituality book? (Fiction & non-fiction)
I’ve never read any relevant fiction. My favorite is probably “The Body Sacred” by Dianne Sylvan. As soon as I get my hands on Sera Beak’s “The Red Book” I am sure it will be added to this list (i loves her blog, btw www.spiritualcowgirl.com)
13. When you look in the mirror, what do you see?
That Tyra Banks and I have matching foreheads.
passing me by
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i don’t know what is going on with me, friends in the computer. wednesday i was 100% pumped to go to the UU this morning. by friday i was excited but hopeful. maybe i would meet someone there i knew. maybe i’d have a good time. maybe it wouldn’t be awkward and leave me feeling weird and disappointed.
somewhere around 2am this morning i decided that it would be best if i stayed at home and listened to UU sermons that were given a continent’s width away from me. they were safe. there were no wondering or judging eyes.
i guess in the end i was sad that i would have to experience, yet another thing, by myself. isn’t that weird? in a room full of people i see me as being by myself. always.
my first therapist told me that my perceptions were my problem and that my problems didn’t really exist. that’s a pretty shitty thing to say to a teenager that is suicidally depressed and enduring, what she understood to be, emotional and physical abuse.
so do you know what i did instead of getting to bed on time so i could go have myself a life experience? i wrote my recommended introductory letter to a therapist and i cried and i listened to more sermons. i did it until 7am. i slept until 12. did a tarot reading after a i showered. checked my LJ. realized i wouldn’t have been alone at all.
son of a b.
aside: i don’t know when the LJ crossposter got turned on. i don’t remember doing it. i might leave it on. i hate being so wishy washy. ok, fine. i’ll leave it on. hah. how’s that for decision making.
i’m really into jott, twitter, and facebook right now.
i was also depressed to learn yesterday that i couldn’t find a moveon.org bake sale within FIFTY miles of here. i am going to have to get more involved in the world.
shop girl
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i haven’t bought myself a book that i *wanted* to read since some time last year. i have gotten books I needed for work or some other reason.
so i decided to give in to my amazon.com wishlist today and get some books…its still cheaper than a lens.
- The Poetry of Pablo Neruda – ed. Ilan Stavans
- Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf – Edward Albee
- The Lovely Bones – Alice Sebold
- The Red Book: A Deliciously Unorthodox Approach to Igniting Your Divine Spark – Sera Beak
- Make a Name for Yourself: Eight Steps Every Woman Needs to Create a Personal Brand Strategy for Success – Robin Fisher Roffer
- One Person/Multiple Careers: A New Model for Work/Life Success – Marci Alboher
- BrandSimple: How the Best Brands Keep it Simple and Succeed – Allen Adamson
- The Life Organizer: A Woman’s Guide to a Mindful Year – Jennifer Louden
- Ball Complete Book of Home Preserving – Judi Kingry
- Gardening When It Counts: Growing Food In Hard Times – Steve Solomon
So…yeah. I think that’s about it for today.
rain dust
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So much potential and so much waste. Everywhere, everything. It has been thundering for the last 3 hours and, so far, no rain. Stacks and stacks of joy, yet no happy. Why?
i hate reading entries about 2 things: people talking about their mental illness/sadness/emofits and long and excessively drawn out dream explanations. so i think, internet, i will be succinct and give you the straight story in as few words as possible.
i have an appointment with a psychiatrist in 2 weeks.
and it just started raining. so maybe there is hope.