I'm sad to say I didn't make the cosmic jump to hyper-consciousness on December 21, there.
|'The Invisibles' by Grant Morrison|
I spent an awful lot of time doing cleansing work in December. First there were some less-than-ideal situations to mop up after, and then my sibling unit was walloped with some nasty intent, and I managed to catch some of the fallout. I also engaged in more spirit work this winter than I probably ever have before. Some of this was awesome, and some of this was an exercise in seeing what exactly I can handle when it's pushing back at me.
Something important that I've made particular note of recently is the need to do some sort of drawing-in work after you spend a lot of effort cleansing and banishing. You know, you go through all that trouble getting rid of the shit, so why leave a blank space for MORE shit to pile up in? Draw in money or love or peace or whatever turns your crank.
The Pagan Blog Project has started up again. Although I completely dropped the ball on the last several letters, I've decided to try again. Because I am persistent/stupid. I may take it a little more lightly this time around, so I don't wind up blowing off as many prompts. I also highly, highly suspect I'll only do the prompts every second week. But fuck it, I want to blog more often, not feel guilty for not doing my homework.
Saying smart things!
Well. Since I am, as a matter of fact, working again, I'm going to cut this ugly bullshit rambling short so I can get into bed.
Have a song for the New Year, kids. Mwah.