...And all others of senseless violence

Peace

That field hath eyen, and the wood hath ears.

My lovely Daughter knows this all too well. She communes with Nature, always has. Yet, she does not feel it this way. She knows she can tame a stray kitten; she also knows she could tame a stealthy Snow Leopard.

Soon, if Demeter and Themis have their way, my wonderful Child will be here, where she belongs, and she can begin to reconnect with her Goddess and The Wood.

What has brought this wonderful possibility? Here are the high (and low) lights:

• Child, in plea for attention, acted out in a way which involved authorities.
• Child and all adults in her life (some fit the term loosely) were convened by an independent party.
• Wife of Child's father was chastised - more than once and on record - for the way in which 'she' interacts, deals with, and generally controls Child's life.
• Child's father agreed with my rendition of events and beliefs in raising Child than he did with his own wife.
• Child's father agreed that it is (finnally!) time to allow Child to live with me.
• Independent party will do their best to make certain Child moves here before next school year begins.

Please, thank your selected Supreme Being - God - Goddess - Life Force for helping me/us in this endeavor.

And, of course, I thank each and every one of you for all your love, support, prayers, blessings, gifted energy for helping me through this and having a successful outcome.

Once more is certain, I will post about it.

Peace

Children are born as individuals. If we fail to see that, if we see them as clay to be molded in any shape we like...

"...the tougher ones will fight back and end up spiteful and wild, while the less strong will lose that uniqueness they were born with"
Melvin Konner (20th century), U.S. professor of anthropology and psychiatry. As quoted in Childhood, a viewer’s guide produced in collaboration with Thirteen WNET (1991).

Yes, something wonderful is happening. More later....

O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day - S.

Have you seen this? Amazing.

I understand that different cultures have different rules and different ideas about indecency. Damn, in this country in the 70's, it was "obscene" for school age girls who had reached puberty to wear shirts that showed off their mid-driffs (well, it was in most of the country, except California).

What do I find Amazing then?

• That (paraphrasing) cases like this are filed by people who seek publicity, thus bogging down the "country's judicial system".
• That the woman was chastised by the judge for not resisting Gere, even though she knew it was a friendly gesture.
• The people filing the claim ignore what Gere has done/is doing/wants to do for India.

Of course I realize that India is ruled more by religion beliefs - their government is generally faith based.

Just another reason I like Paganism - we want everyone to live happily and only bind one another from harming - "Make Love, Not War"

Peace

And in the maddness of fools, I walk silently

I'm so very happy the weather has "broken".
The buds of the trees and shrubs, the love songs of birds, the return of green to the ground carpet.
I'm ready to sit in the energy spaces of my yard and absorb the newness of the dawn.

Peace

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes - D. Bowie

Did you know that David Bowie's real name is David Jones? He decided to change it to Bowie so as to not be confused with famous Monkee, Davy Jones.

Moving over to the New Blogger has been an exercise in stupidity; not mine, the one of Blogger.

Why can I not have a picture as my background? HellifIknow!
Why can I not use a CSS and must now use XML RSS? See above.

Luckily, I happened across this lovely template while scampering the net.

Thank you, Alex, for noticing and commenting.

Peace

Finding Inspiration Hiding in the Open

I am so glad I found this blog. I will admit to reading it lots, but not commenting much. When I read this post, I was inspired and another proverbial light bulb went off. (btw, if anyone can think of a Pagan/Wiccan similar saying to "light bulb going off", I'd love to know it.)

Back to point...

I, too, have been broken many times. Each time, I lose a part of my "old" self and, usually, it is replaced with a new piece. The new isn't always bright and shiny and pretty, but I am again, whole. There are instances when the new piece doesn't fit in the exact spot the old left; this leaves holes, spaces, crevices in need of filling. The filling comes eventually; unfortunately, it is not always with what most people would consider good or perfect stuff. The breaking, replacing, reforming makes me a better person, on the whole.

I know I will never be the same person as I was when I was born, at 12, or any other age - for that matter, a nano-second before just now. When I break and must find the right glue to put me back together, sometimes the pieces get switched, or put in storage for repair, or tossed away. I never want to be the same after a gluing as I was before the break. I would learn nothing, I would not grow, I would not like me, either.

The Goddess and God give me the tools to put myself back together - Themselves, family, friends, animals, chocolate & tea.

I realize that they, too, allow me to fall apart - just as Earth cycles - to make room for growth.

Mostly I realize, it is up to me - with the Free Will blessed to me - to not let myself fall so deep in the whole that I cannot find my way out to find the necessary glue.

Peace

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? - K. Gibran

Peace

I am accustomed to sleep and in my dreams to imagine the same things that lunatics imagine when awake. ~Rene Descartes

Writing my dreams has been interesting. I'm not sure how helpful, but interesting.

I've asked to dream about more things Spiritual or that will bring me closer to my true Soul. If the dreams of this week are the answer, I'm not sure I want to know myself further.

My most recent dream had me facing 2 fears - my fear of public restrooms and my fear of being alone.

The one about restrooms stems from school days. Starting in 6th grade, each time I'd go to the restroom, I'd get beat up or taunted by the "burn-out" girls. So, I stopped going, unless it was an emergency. I'd wait all day until I got home, which caused a few problems in those 6-years. I've dealt with the fear - so I thought.

The one about being alone has to do with many things: my search for a place to 'belong'; lack of positive attention from my father; moving so much before I was 10; not feeling loved; being easy prey for boys/men.
What I didn't realize was that perhaps I have pushed away men and women who were good friends.

I've got to look up the God and Goddess (or multiples) who help with dreams and working through issues. I also need to learn to ask my Champion Goddess and God for different guidance.

Peace

All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.

My therapist has suggested that I start keeping a dream journal and a daily written journal. Neither of these should interfere with my blogging. Actually, it may give me entries. We shall see.

Opinions?

p.s. I handed in my resignation to the part-time job yesterday. Went a little too smoothly. I start my new adventure at the end of the month.

Peace

New Moon & New Opportunities

Life.

We all go through it in different ways. Even identical twins have separate experiences.

Regroup.

The Collective Life here hasn't been horrible; it hasn't been the best, either. It may be getting better.

Yes, Daughter arrives this coming weekend! But that isn't all.

I have been offered another job. One in an office; one that allows me flexibility. One that, doesn't pay great right away, but the pay grows as my job does. I'm negotiating through email. I think I'll take it.

Amazing...every New Moon since Yule has put a new opportunity or new joy in my lap.

Thank you Goddess.

Peace