I keep starting posts and not finishing posts, attempting to edit and polish them into something beautiful, then leaving them forgotten in "drafts" for months.
This isn't even a metaphor for my life. It is just my life.
So today I sat in bed in what felt like the wee hours but was, in fact, not (thanks, blackout curtains!), attempting to summon the courage to join the world.
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Showing posts with label Chaos. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 29, 2017
Wednesday, September 13, 2017
When Nothing is True and Nothing is Permitted (or, getting out of a nasty energetic spiral, with Parks and Rec references)
Note: This post is a month old. It's been sitting in my drafts. In the interest of posting anything, ever, I am going for it.
I gave a reading to a friend at the last Full Moon Shenanigans (a name I came up with months ago that has fortunately? unfortunately? stuck). The 10 of Wands*. The 8 of Disks. When you feel blocked, I said, slow down. Don't stop.
I gave a reading to a friend at the last Full Moon Shenanigans (a name I came up with months ago that has fortunately? unfortunately? stuck). The 10 of Wands*. The 8 of Disks. When you feel blocked, I said, slow down. Don't stop.
Wait, she responds. That's a *thing*?
I could walk instead of run?
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Project Null: Intro/Week 1 Summary: Themes in (P)review
How many colons in your title?! Yeah, I thought so.
There was supposed to be an intro post, before I started doing any of this shit. In it I would have discussed my overarching goals, history with chaos magick, issues with agency/Will, a smidge of feminist theory, and my Saturn return.
Without further digression, then.
Super-Long Intro
Overarching Goals:
Get my brain in order. Fix my life. Change shit up. Tear it down. Rebuild. Push some buttons. Clear some air. Dig deeper. Climb higher.
Spend time at the edges without completely losing my center. Alternately, lose the center. Re-define the center.
There was supposed to be an intro post, before I started doing any of this shit. In it I would have discussed my overarching goals, history with chaos magick, issues with agency/Will, a smidge of feminist theory, and my Saturn return.
Without further digression, then.
Super-Long Intro
Overarching Goals:
Get my brain in order. Fix my life. Change shit up. Tear it down. Rebuild. Push some buttons. Clear some air. Dig deeper. Climb higher.
Spend time at the edges without completely losing my center. Alternately, lose the center. Re-define the center.
Sunday, August 26, 2012
I Am Feprot's Candle
Subtitle 1, Experiments in Instant Magick
Subtitle 2, A Prelude to Actually Talking About Project Null
Subtitle 3, Shit That Happens When You Have to Drive but Are Way Too Tired
Subtitle 4, This is Aradia on Chaos Magick
A friend of mine gave me a reading this morning over coffee. The reading included one of my favorites - the 9 of Swords. The 9 of Swords in her deck, though (which is not one I'm incredibly familiar with or can even remember the name of) is an interesting version: a woman standing on the edge of a rooftop with her eyes closed.
"She should, you know," said the friend to me, "Probably open her eyes."
Subtitle 2, A Prelude to Actually Talking About Project Null
Subtitle 3, Shit That Happens When You Have to Drive but Are Way Too Tired
Subtitle 4, This is Aradia on Chaos Magick
A friend of mine gave me a reading this morning over coffee. The reading included one of my favorites - the 9 of Swords. The 9 of Swords in her deck, though (which is not one I'm incredibly familiar with or can even remember the name of) is an interesting version: a woman standing on the edge of a rooftop with her eyes closed.
"She should, you know," said the friend to me, "Probably open her eyes."
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