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witchscauldronFeeling awful still. Not as stiff, got a little more sleep when I went back to bed at 7 AM...but it's still pretty craptastic.
I'm sitting in a Yahoo chat room apparently about "Totems" where sone member is babbling on like a cartoon character about how he retrieved the stolen half of his soul and is now teaching people about their gifts. >_< This, combined with the woman who just went into PMs with someone to give her an "online meditation to reveal her true spirit guides", makes me cringe and wander off quite a ways. What ever happened to the personal journey?
Instant spirituality - like instant coffee, but tastes worse. >_<
I feel my duality today. Light and dark, day and night, storm and sun. Half of me is swirling void, star-pierced glistening web and womb, twilight in black. The other is moonlight in winter, illuminated ice, crystal snow on the wind, blinding white. When one is soft, the other is hard. When one is playful, the other reposeful. When one is setting, the other rises. When they combine, I am All.
I have been thinking about windigo again, or wendigo....demon-spirits, shapeshifters...creatures with hearts of ice that seek to fill that void with the warmth of another living being's lifeforce.
They aren't specifically wolves...but sometimes I think of them that way. I wonder if my own affinity for ice is related.
marf. Jason's home soon. Heading out to grab some food for tonight - I ain't cooking, and am relatively indifferent to eating, but I should at least attempt to walk the grocery store and see if anything there sounds the least bit appealing. Tonight's AD&D night...I should get some sketching done, at least. TTYL.
-M.
I'm sitting in a Yahoo chat room apparently about "Totems" where sone member is babbling on like a cartoon character about how he retrieved the stolen half of his soul and is now teaching people about their gifts. >_< This, combined with the woman who just went into PMs with someone to give her an "online meditation to reveal her true spirit guides", makes me cringe and wander off quite a ways. What ever happened to the personal journey?
Instant spirituality - like instant coffee, but tastes worse. >_<
I feel my duality today. Light and dark, day and night, storm and sun. Half of me is swirling void, star-pierced glistening web and womb, twilight in black. The other is moonlight in winter, illuminated ice, crystal snow on the wind, blinding white. When one is soft, the other is hard. When one is playful, the other reposeful. When one is setting, the other rises. When they combine, I am All.
I have been thinking about windigo again, or wendigo....demon-spirits, shapeshifters...creatures with hearts of ice that seek to fill that void with the warmth of another living being's lifeforce.
They aren't specifically wolves...but sometimes I think of them that way. I wonder if my own affinity for ice is related.
marf. Jason's home soon. Heading out to grab some food for tonight - I ain't cooking, and am relatively indifferent to eating, but I should at least attempt to walk the grocery store and see if anything there sounds the least bit appealing. Tonight's AD&D night...I should get some sketching done, at least. TTYL.
-M.
