I took a little time (hours!) to go through the blog roll of the blogs I follow on here. I was up to almost 650 blogs! A good majority of them have not posted in years, but I am keeping them on as they have some good reference things and information on them. I deleted over 200! Many of them were either deleted from Blogger themselves by the creator or had been hacked by foreign bullshit sites. What task that was!!! I did keep some that were "empty" for now, in hopes that the bloggers will return. Though I might revisit the list in a few months and see what else to clean up.
I'm a little sad to see that Google+ is going away. Like others have said, if you commented via that you might want to repost a comment. When G+ goes, so do the comments. I've used it myself as an archive of sorts for websites/blogs that I wanted to keep revisiting or had an interesting post so I could easily find it again. I had to go through that too and save/bookmark any sites I didn't want to lose.
Times are changing I suppose. Not always for the better. I look at the world around us, the news, and some days I just can't believe the times we are living in. I often wonder if my grandma would think it's a repeat of things she witnessed only with a modern day twist. I can only hope things will get better before shit gets crazy. But it seems more likely things will get worse before anything else. Hopefully one day sanity and reason will return to this country of ours.
Speaking of housekeeping, I guess I should get back to the dishes before the water gets cold.
Monday, February 11, 2019
Monday, January 21, 2019
Sometimes It Pays To Know The Boss
Today was go to the Vet day. My boy was due to get that thing out of his ear. And we needed to take our chubby Doxy in for his breathing that was concerning us.
Over the last few years, we've developed a friendship with one of the Vets who is also a co owner of the practice. We even went to her wedding. She grew fond of a couple of our fur babes and cried when one in particular had to be put to sleep. But the "gate keepers" as I like to call them, the girls that run the front desk and such, it feels like they try to keep us from seeing her.
Well, for today's appointment we made sure to get in with her. And as always she was delighted to see us. Listened to our concerns over the Doxy and then checked him out. She then proceeded to ask about each of our other dogs by name and after Sisters #2 and 3's dogs...by name! Asked after the other cats too, but alas not by name as we have several and they don't go in very often, except for our diabetic cat who needs a glucose curve every so often.
After that we moved on to my boy. And well let's just say....she was NOT happy. She didn't understand why on earth they put that lace through the holes, that turned out to be umbilical tape. She was already aware that he has been having difficulty with this procedure. Found out she did the surgery on his other ear back in May. She was also not pleased that on the 2nd visit that basically nothing was done to his ear and we got charged for it. He was put under 3 times in a month for something that should have only needed the initial surgical visit. The last 2 times weren't full sedation, but all combined is enough to weaken his immune system. But nothing serious.
His ear, because of the tape/thread (aka the shoe lace), is slightly infected. It did however come out very easily. He's on some antibiotics for a week to clear up the infection and anything else that might be going on in that regard. Each visit we asked for his ears to be cleaned/checked. We were told it could be dirt or mites but no one checked. She did today and it is mites after all. A simple and quick check under the microscope was all it took. But the other 2 vets that saw him in the past month didn't even bother.
Again...she was not very happy. We asked her if it was okay to complain. Something we don't like to do. In the seven years we've been going there, we have never had to complain about anything. But this....this just felt like lazy and sloppy care from the other two. We told her too how we specifically asked for her on the third return visit when it filled back up. And how we didn't get her as requested. She said that shouldn't happen. If we ask for her, we should get her. Unless of course she's not in. As sometimes she has to go out to the farms to care for a cow or something.
All in all baby boy is doing well. Have to give him the penicillin for a week, he had a dose of Revolution to treat the mites which should also help with his itching. And we have to watch him as he does have a heart murmur. Testing on an animal is almost as much as test a human!!! $250+ for an echo, $400 for allergy tests! For the Doxy, who might or might not have Cushings it's over $300 for that test and then $80 a month for meds! We're starting with diet because he is a bit overweight. In their cases, there isn't anything really that will change by not doing the tests. And we can give baby boy regular old benedryl in small doses as needed.
We left with the meds he needs, reassurances that cat and dog are well, and that anytime we have questions we are free to message her directly. Thank the gods for Facebook! I left a little less worried about baby boy who will now have a floppy ear. Now if we can just have the rest of the year be uneventful in the way of our animals. Heck, this year can just be uneventful period!!!
Over the last few years, we've developed a friendship with one of the Vets who is also a co owner of the practice. We even went to her wedding. She grew fond of a couple of our fur babes and cried when one in particular had to be put to sleep. But the "gate keepers" as I like to call them, the girls that run the front desk and such, it feels like they try to keep us from seeing her.
Well, for today's appointment we made sure to get in with her. And as always she was delighted to see us. Listened to our concerns over the Doxy and then checked him out. She then proceeded to ask about each of our other dogs by name and after Sisters #2 and 3's dogs...by name! Asked after the other cats too, but alas not by name as we have several and they don't go in very often, except for our diabetic cat who needs a glucose curve every so often.
After that we moved on to my boy. And well let's just say....she was NOT happy. She didn't understand why on earth they put that lace through the holes, that turned out to be umbilical tape. She was already aware that he has been having difficulty with this procedure. Found out she did the surgery on his other ear back in May. She was also not pleased that on the 2nd visit that basically nothing was done to his ear and we got charged for it. He was put under 3 times in a month for something that should have only needed the initial surgical visit. The last 2 times weren't full sedation, but all combined is enough to weaken his immune system. But nothing serious.
His ear, because of the tape/thread (aka the shoe lace), is slightly infected. It did however come out very easily. He's on some antibiotics for a week to clear up the infection and anything else that might be going on in that regard. Each visit we asked for his ears to be cleaned/checked. We were told it could be dirt or mites but no one checked. She did today and it is mites after all. A simple and quick check under the microscope was all it took. But the other 2 vets that saw him in the past month didn't even bother.
Again...she was not very happy. We asked her if it was okay to complain. Something we don't like to do. In the seven years we've been going there, we have never had to complain about anything. But this....this just felt like lazy and sloppy care from the other two. We told her too how we specifically asked for her on the third return visit when it filled back up. And how we didn't get her as requested. She said that shouldn't happen. If we ask for her, we should get her. Unless of course she's not in. As sometimes she has to go out to the farms to care for a cow or something.
All in all baby boy is doing well. Have to give him the penicillin for a week, he had a dose of Revolution to treat the mites which should also help with his itching. And we have to watch him as he does have a heart murmur. Testing on an animal is almost as much as test a human!!! $250+ for an echo, $400 for allergy tests! For the Doxy, who might or might not have Cushings it's over $300 for that test and then $80 a month for meds! We're starting with diet because he is a bit overweight. In their cases, there isn't anything really that will change by not doing the tests. And we can give baby boy regular old benedryl in small doses as needed.
We left with the meds he needs, reassurances that cat and dog are well, and that anytime we have questions we are free to message her directly. Thank the gods for Facebook! I left a little less worried about baby boy who will now have a floppy ear. Now if we can just have the rest of the year be uneventful in the way of our animals. Heck, this year can just be uneventful period!!!
Wednesday, January 2, 2019
Two Days In
Happy 2019!
We're into the second day of the new year and I've accomplished ......wait for it.......NOTHING! LOL!!
All day yesterday I just felt so dang tired. And achy and crampy. I can do the cramps to an extent, ya know what I mean. For me it's just part of the course of things. But the ache in my thighs....that just bugs me and wears me out. And there's nothing I can do about it. Started yesterday with what felt like the stirrings of a migraine, so I quickly took an Advil Migraine just to nip it in the bud. It did tone down the headache finally, but never really touched anything else.
So I just didn't feel like doing much of anything despite the fact I wanted to do a lot of things. The first lessons of the art course are out. I wanted to try and get some writing done. I have video lessons to watch on an assortment of things I signed up for. And I've done none of it.
I'm going to try and not be so hard on myself about it though. I'm going to try and let my body calm down some first. When the aches get really flaring, it's hard to concentrate on things. So I really don't want to be doing something and not be able to focus.
UPDATE on the Fur Baby:
I think he's resigned himself to having to take these pills twice a day. I hope. But that damn ear keeps trying to fill up. The first couple of days it seemed it was doing well. Now it's trying to fill up again. They told us to only do the "tugging and warm damp cloth" twice a day. If it starts to fill we're supposed to gently squeeze to get the stuff to come out of the holes. Last couple of days though, by mid afternoon its got stuff in it. I, WE!, all wish they had done the other procedure. It was so much simpler. He was mostly healed by this point and it never filled back up or tried to. We weren't even given an option.
I guess we can see where it stands come Friday. That will be one week since they put this so called drain in the holes. I mean, what happens once they take the 'laces' out? Seems like it has more of a chance to fill back up to near bursting. Plus by this time on the other ear, his ear was up right again. This one is still flopped over. Maybe it's because it keeps trying to refill. I don't know. But this way just sucks!! When he had the incision, we didn't have to do anything except let it heal and make sure he didn't pull his stitches. They really need to give you an option when there is more than one way to do a thing.
Okay, I'll stop ranting!
Hoping the new year is off to a good start for everyone. Cat ear and aches aside, it's been good or as good as it can be.
We're into the second day of the new year and I've accomplished ......wait for it.......NOTHING! LOL!!
All day yesterday I just felt so dang tired. And achy and crampy. I can do the cramps to an extent, ya know what I mean. For me it's just part of the course of things. But the ache in my thighs....that just bugs me and wears me out. And there's nothing I can do about it. Started yesterday with what felt like the stirrings of a migraine, so I quickly took an Advil Migraine just to nip it in the bud. It did tone down the headache finally, but never really touched anything else.
So I just didn't feel like doing much of anything despite the fact I wanted to do a lot of things. The first lessons of the art course are out. I wanted to try and get some writing done. I have video lessons to watch on an assortment of things I signed up for. And I've done none of it.
I'm going to try and not be so hard on myself about it though. I'm going to try and let my body calm down some first. When the aches get really flaring, it's hard to concentrate on things. So I really don't want to be doing something and not be able to focus.
UPDATE on the Fur Baby:
I think he's resigned himself to having to take these pills twice a day. I hope. But that damn ear keeps trying to fill up. The first couple of days it seemed it was doing well. Now it's trying to fill up again. They told us to only do the "tugging and warm damp cloth" twice a day. If it starts to fill we're supposed to gently squeeze to get the stuff to come out of the holes. Last couple of days though, by mid afternoon its got stuff in it. I, WE!, all wish they had done the other procedure. It was so much simpler. He was mostly healed by this point and it never filled back up or tried to. We weren't even given an option.
I guess we can see where it stands come Friday. That will be one week since they put this so called drain in the holes. I mean, what happens once they take the 'laces' out? Seems like it has more of a chance to fill back up to near bursting. Plus by this time on the other ear, his ear was up right again. This one is still flopped over. Maybe it's because it keeps trying to refill. I don't know. But this way just sucks!! When he had the incision, we didn't have to do anything except let it heal and make sure he didn't pull his stitches. They really need to give you an option when there is more than one way to do a thing.
Okay, I'll stop ranting!
Hoping the new year is off to a good start for everyone. Cat ear and aches aside, it's been good or as good as it can be.
Monday, December 31, 2018
New Year's Eve
In all likelihood, it will be a quiet one around here. In which we may or may not even stay awake long enough to see the ball drop (on TV of course!). I don't have any of the usual fare on hand to ring in the new year either. No herring, no cabbage, no Pączki which around these parts are only sold around Fat Tuesday if you're lucky.
I might have a silver coin around here somewhere though. Hard to keep up with the traditions I grew up with. I can maybe find the herring I like, but with me being the only one who'd eat....seems like a waste to buy it because I will not eat it all before it goes bad. No one around here sells the really small jars like my mom used to get. Back in Brookly, I could get Paczki whenever I wanted them living in a Polish neighborhood. And as much as I'd love to have some stuffed cabbage, I don't know how to cook small when it comes to that, and really don't feel like going to the store.
Eh, that's okay really. I never really noticed an improvement in luck status by doing or not doing some of these traditions.
I'm not making any resolutions. I stopped doing that forever ago. Back in 2011 I guess it was, I discovered choosing a word of the year. So far, most of the words I've chosen have been spot on. I like to think the words that have chosen me have been more powerful. Like when I chose FREEDOM back in 2011. Or DREAM, a couple of years....I sure did a lot of that. This year was SURRENDER. I didn't know what to expect with that, but I do think I did some surrendering this year.
Next year's word is SACRED. It chose me. And it scares the shit of me. I believe in Latin it is Sacre, which if you move letters around you have the word scare or cares. HMMM!
Some things I'd like to accomplish this year:
I might have a silver coin around here somewhere though. Hard to keep up with the traditions I grew up with. I can maybe find the herring I like, but with me being the only one who'd eat....seems like a waste to buy it because I will not eat it all before it goes bad. No one around here sells the really small jars like my mom used to get. Back in Brookly, I could get Paczki whenever I wanted them living in a Polish neighborhood. And as much as I'd love to have some stuffed cabbage, I don't know how to cook small when it comes to that, and really don't feel like going to the store.
Eh, that's okay really. I never really noticed an improvement in luck status by doing or not doing some of these traditions.
I'm not making any resolutions. I stopped doing that forever ago. Back in 2011 I guess it was, I discovered choosing a word of the year. So far, most of the words I've chosen have been spot on. I like to think the words that have chosen me have been more powerful. Like when I chose FREEDOM back in 2011. Or DREAM, a couple of years....I sure did a lot of that. This year was SURRENDER. I didn't know what to expect with that, but I do think I did some surrendering this year.
Next year's word is SACRED. It chose me. And it scares the shit of me. I believe in Latin it is Sacre, which if you move letters around you have the word scare or cares. HMMM!
Some things I'd like to accomplish this year:
- Write more. Maybe a goal of 250 words a day(ish).
- Make more art. I'm taking part in Lifebook this year. That should have me making art all year long. Plus I want to work through Effy's Boot Camp and some of the other lessons I have saved.
- Take more photos. Learn my camera and get comfortable with it. I mean shit I've only had it for 3 years! It's about time I do that, I think.
- Do more of what I love and what makes me happy. IE: Read more books!
- Keep listening to my body and practice self care. Eat better when possible, rest when my body says rest, definitely try to drink more water.
Will I do all that I want to do, maybe I don't know. I usually start off with the greatest of intentions. Then the calendar flips and I don't do much of what I intended to do.
And now, I want to take a moment to thank all of you how have stuck with me since I've been blogging here. Thank you for your words of encouragement and advice.
I wish you all, followers and passers by alike, a very Happy New Year! May it be happy, healthy, and prosperous for us all.
Friday, December 28, 2018
What A Couple Of Days!
We got caught up in the internet outage over the last couple of days. Crazy how reliant we can be on the internet for things. One local supermarket could only accept cash or checks for purchases. A medical group couldn't access it's patient files. Not to mention that 911 was also down in many areas!! What...A...Mess!!!
Wednesday we had the fur boy back at the vet because of his uncooperative ear. Then we were back AGAIN today. Now he has what resembles a shoelace threaded through the holes to help his ear drain. He's miserable but hopefully this is the last trip until we get the lace removed in 21 days. He's being placed on prednisone too.
If we should ever have another pet need hematoma surgery they are getting the incision and stitches. Screw this piercing shit.
Hopefully he won't pull at the lace and hopefully they won't get sealed up again. We're supposed apply warm compresses every 12 hours and tug gently to make sure the holes are open. If any fluid builds we're suppose to gently press it out through the holes. ME....I can't do it. Thankfully there are 2 people here that can handle it.
Let the weekend be uneventful please!
Wednesday we had the fur boy back at the vet because of his uncooperative ear. Then we were back AGAIN today. Now he has what resembles a shoelace threaded through the holes to help his ear drain. He's miserable but hopefully this is the last trip until we get the lace removed in 21 days. He's being placed on prednisone too.
If we should ever have another pet need hematoma surgery they are getting the incision and stitches. Screw this piercing shit.
Hopefully he won't pull at the lace and hopefully they won't get sealed up again. We're supposed apply warm compresses every 12 hours and tug gently to make sure the holes are open. If any fluid builds we're suppose to gently press it out through the holes. ME....I can't do it. Thankfully there are 2 people here that can handle it.
Let the weekend be uneventful please!
Wednesday, December 26, 2018
Happy Day After
It's the day after Christmas. We made it through. By 2:30 everyone had left and we had a quiet rest of the afternoon. Everyone seemed happy with their gifts, or so I hope.
I love all of mine! I got a salt lamp, a set of Harry Potter themed necklaces and a bracelet to match one of them. CANDY!!! A set of paints that I am really excited to try out. And my favorite surprise was a sloth coloring book. I'm into sloths right now. It was quite by accident, but I am totally hooked on these things. I've never a seen sloth themed book, so I was quite tickled by it.
Physically, I'm exhausted. But for the most part in a good way. Except for last night, didn't sleep worth anything. Couldn't get comfortable, my hips and legs hurt. But mostly just worried about my boy.
We had to take my tuxedo boy to the vet on Friday because he had a hematoma form on his ear. Back in May, he had it on the left and it was surgically treated. Now it's the right ear. They did a different procedure on it and the first day or so, it was draining. But late Saturday into Sunday, it started filling back up. By Christmas Eve night it was completely full again. We had called the vet around noon, but there wasn't enough time to get him back in and treated before they closed. So we had to drop him off when they opened this morning. It did drain a bit last night finally, but by this morning it was half full again. SIGH!!!!!!!!!! Have no idea what they are doing yet or when they'll check on him. Not exactly how we planned to spend the day.
I have a hunch that if they have to do another surgery, he may end up spending the night even. When they did the surgery on Friday, it was in the morning and when we picked him up in the late afternoon he was really out of it. If they don't do anything and it's surgery until this afternoon, I don't see how they could let us take him home. I guess we'll just have to wait and see though until we hear from them.
Hope you all had a wonderful holiday!!
I love all of mine! I got a salt lamp, a set of Harry Potter themed necklaces and a bracelet to match one of them. CANDY!!! A set of paints that I am really excited to try out. And my favorite surprise was a sloth coloring book. I'm into sloths right now. It was quite by accident, but I am totally hooked on these things. I've never a seen sloth themed book, so I was quite tickled by it.
Physically, I'm exhausted. But for the most part in a good way. Except for last night, didn't sleep worth anything. Couldn't get comfortable, my hips and legs hurt. But mostly just worried about my boy.
We had to take my tuxedo boy to the vet on Friday because he had a hematoma form on his ear. Back in May, he had it on the left and it was surgically treated. Now it's the right ear. They did a different procedure on it and the first day or so, it was draining. But late Saturday into Sunday, it started filling back up. By Christmas Eve night it was completely full again. We had called the vet around noon, but there wasn't enough time to get him back in and treated before they closed. So we had to drop him off when they opened this morning. It did drain a bit last night finally, but by this morning it was half full again. SIGH!!!!!!!!!! Have no idea what they are doing yet or when they'll check on him. Not exactly how we planned to spend the day.
I have a hunch that if they have to do another surgery, he may end up spending the night even. When they did the surgery on Friday, it was in the morning and when we picked him up in the late afternoon he was really out of it. If they don't do anything and it's surgery until this afternoon, I don't see how they could let us take him home. I guess we'll just have to wait and see though until we hear from them.
Hope you all had a wonderful holiday!!
Pictures of my baby from a couple of Christmases ago.
Wednesday, December 19, 2018
My Word For 2019
Usually by this point of December, I am on the hunt for my word for the new year. Instead of making resolution that will no doubt be broken before the first week is over, I have been choosing a word. You can choose a phrase too, if that works better. I know some that pick two or three words for the year. Some even go so far as to pick a new word each month. But I like the idea of focusing on one word for the year.
I guess I first heard about this process about ten years ago, but I didn't start choosing my word until 2011 when I chose FREEDOM. That was such a big word for me. It was scary and big and I think it showed up in amazing ways that year. Since then, I've had some hits and misses where I had my word but feel like I might have missed the mark with a few here and there.
This year, I didn't even have to think about my word. It actually surprised me by showing up shortly after Thanksgiving. I felt a little uncomfortable with it because of the potential religious undertones it can have. So I wrote it down. And then a phrase came to mind like a day or so later. And that really shook things up in me. Again because of the religious nature of one of the words. So, I have just been sitting with them these last couple of weeks. What I have noticed is the word itself has been coming to me now from many MANY directions. Kind of the way DREAM did for me a couple of years back.
So a little background about why these words took me off guard. I was raised Catholic. Nine years of Catholic school, going to Mass on and off for those years. A brief return to the Church in 2004/2005 or so. Growing up, it was expected that you took the priests/nuns at their word. That you weren't to question religious lessons or them for that matter. Though I was always fascinated by the ritual of Mass, save the up/down/kneel up/down/kneel for an hour lol.
Between 1991 and 2003 or so. I was attending one nondenominational church or another. One thing I found was that all those people that wanted you saved and reading the bible and praying....not one was willing to answer questions. It's like a race to save as many people as they can, then they toss them into the deep end without teaching them how to swim. And so many churches and pastors preach a 'my way or the highway' type thing. If you believe a little differently or question something, you're basically shunned. It seems more prevalent with smaller churches. In the larger, mega churches, you don't really have access to the pastor or leaders.
At some point, I realized I felt, thought, and believed differently than those I was associated with. I started feeling called by the Goddess and have wanted to explore that path. But here I am, some 15 or so years later and I haven't done much exploring. I feel like in some ways I have been in a sort of limbo or wandering in circles.
So I was quite surprised when the word SACRED came to me. I was ready to be all "NOPE! Not gonna happen!" and run screaming from it. But I paused for a moment and instead decided to sit with it. I have rarely stuck with the first word that came to mind before entering the new year. I began to notice almost every day the word SACRED was coming to me from various directions. And then I began to feel the Goddess tugging at me again. Specifically Cerridwen, who came to me about that time 15 years ago.
Days later after the word came to me, the phrase "Art as Prayer and Practice" came to me. And again, I wanted to run screaming in the other direction from the word Prayer. Many words that have religious overtones and are associated with church and religion just bring up negative emotions and feelings in me. But still, I wrote down the words anyway and agreed to sit with it as well.
The more I sit with all this, the more if feels right. So, I am not going to fight it. I am going to let the Goddess Cerridwen lead and I will do my best to follow into the SACRED. To let her lead me into the creative life I so desire.
I don't know how this is going to work out, or where it is going to lead. I am so looking forward to LIFEBOOK 2019. Bummed a bit that I can't take part in Book of Days and/or Moonshine with Effy Wild. Women Unleashed starts tomorrow, yay!
The words "If not now, when" keeps coming to mind. If I don't make the time and create the space for me that I want now, then when will I? I keep putting things off, time and time again. How long will I keep denying myself? Am I not worth it?
I guess I first heard about this process about ten years ago, but I didn't start choosing my word until 2011 when I chose FREEDOM. That was such a big word for me. It was scary and big and I think it showed up in amazing ways that year. Since then, I've had some hits and misses where I had my word but feel like I might have missed the mark with a few here and there.
This year, I didn't even have to think about my word. It actually surprised me by showing up shortly after Thanksgiving. I felt a little uncomfortable with it because of the potential religious undertones it can have. So I wrote it down. And then a phrase came to mind like a day or so later. And that really shook things up in me. Again because of the religious nature of one of the words. So, I have just been sitting with them these last couple of weeks. What I have noticed is the word itself has been coming to me now from many MANY directions. Kind of the way DREAM did for me a couple of years back.
So a little background about why these words took me off guard. I was raised Catholic. Nine years of Catholic school, going to Mass on and off for those years. A brief return to the Church in 2004/2005 or so. Growing up, it was expected that you took the priests/nuns at their word. That you weren't to question religious lessons or them for that matter. Though I was always fascinated by the ritual of Mass, save the up/down/kneel up/down/kneel for an hour lol.
Between 1991 and 2003 or so. I was attending one nondenominational church or another. One thing I found was that all those people that wanted you saved and reading the bible and praying....not one was willing to answer questions. It's like a race to save as many people as they can, then they toss them into the deep end without teaching them how to swim. And so many churches and pastors preach a 'my way or the highway' type thing. If you believe a little differently or question something, you're basically shunned. It seems more prevalent with smaller churches. In the larger, mega churches, you don't really have access to the pastor or leaders.
At some point, I realized I felt, thought, and believed differently than those I was associated with. I started feeling called by the Goddess and have wanted to explore that path. But here I am, some 15 or so years later and I haven't done much exploring. I feel like in some ways I have been in a sort of limbo or wandering in circles.
So I was quite surprised when the word SACRED came to me. I was ready to be all "NOPE! Not gonna happen!" and run screaming from it. But I paused for a moment and instead decided to sit with it. I have rarely stuck with the first word that came to mind before entering the new year. I began to notice almost every day the word SACRED was coming to me from various directions. And then I began to feel the Goddess tugging at me again. Specifically Cerridwen, who came to me about that time 15 years ago.
Days later after the word came to me, the phrase "Art as Prayer and Practice" came to me. And again, I wanted to run screaming in the other direction from the word Prayer. Many words that have religious overtones and are associated with church and religion just bring up negative emotions and feelings in me. But still, I wrote down the words anyway and agreed to sit with it as well.
The more I sit with all this, the more if feels right. So, I am not going to fight it. I am going to let the Goddess Cerridwen lead and I will do my best to follow into the SACRED. To let her lead me into the creative life I so desire.
I don't know how this is going to work out, or where it is going to lead. I am so looking forward to LIFEBOOK 2019. Bummed a bit that I can't take part in Book of Days and/or Moonshine with Effy Wild. Women Unleashed starts tomorrow, yay!
The words "If not now, when" keeps coming to mind. If I don't make the time and create the space for me that I want now, then when will I? I keep putting things off, time and time again. How long will I keep denying myself? Am I not worth it?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)