Day: May 11, 2010

  • The Middle Age, at Last, and How I Knew

    The Middle Age, at Last, and How I Knew

    When I took a look at Aislinn’s 14th birthday pictures, taken at my mom’s kitchen table, I understood at last that I am now in the Middle  Age.  It’s not a year or span of years or any way society or a medical record might define it. It’s my own definition. From the Bookshelf Unapologetically…

  • I’m a Casualty of the “War on Christmas”

    I’m a Casualty of the “War on Christmas”

    You know what? I don’t really care if you wish me a “Merry Christmas,” a “Blessed Solstice,” or “Happy Holidays.” I don’t. But just wish it for me and don’t demand it of me. Such a wish, in my opinion, should be meant as a lovely personal blessing, not a political grenade. I’m doing pretty…

  • Treats from The Treat

    Treats from The Treat

    Ye Gods, but that man is hot! He just wanted to remind me of  that amid a very difficult  week when raw sexuality has been the last thing on my mind. I guess he knew it would make me smile. Last night, in a meditative dream, The Treat was front and center  again. He’s been…

  • Invitation: Where Delight Takes Flight

    Invitation: Where Delight Takes Flight

    In a deep meditation, I ask for a glimpse of the future and what it can be, should I choose to invite it in. What I see is a world where my delight  takes flight, a sense of lifting up and loving deeply. I see ways of being that I’m not used to, and finding…

  • Strippers: How Bizarre, How Bizarre!

    Strippers: How Bizarre, How Bizarre!

    I heard a song today that made me realize I’ve known quite a few  strippers over the past couple of years, and hey, ones I wasn’t even related to! No, not  currently  “working”  strippers  and  “exotic dancers”  but  rather,  both  men  and  women  who  once were. It seems that by the time a person reaches…

  • Conversation Starter? Or  Ender?

    Conversation Starter? Or Ender?

    In  the   What’s-with-People-these-Days   department, I’ve  noted  a lot  of  my  online  friends  enduring  some rather invasive comments and  actions from friends, coworkers,  and  rank  strangers  recently, leading  many  to wonder just how much of our  current  population was born in the proverbial barn. Such nosy questions  always lead me to wonder what that…

  • Wands and  Pentacles, Business and  Money

    Wands and Pentacles, Business and Money

    My guides weren’t kidding about this month being all about business and money! In my monthly reading, I had wands and pentacles all over the  place. I’m used to the past six months being about business and spirituality  (a bazillion   wands)   but   not   so   much   on   the  money…

  • Men, Women, and  Friendships

    Men, Women, and Friendships

    Jillian frequently sends me emails that make me laugh. Out of the blue and hysterical. Like the funeral of the guy who wrote the “Hokey Pokey” and the problems that began when they put his left leg into the casket. And then other emails are serious and right on target. She forwarded a study to…

  • Religious Bigots, Hypocrites, and Wiccans Disguised as Good  Christians

    Religious Bigots, Hypocrites, and Wiccans Disguised as Good Christians

    Grrrr. I’m still highly offended. Out of  deference  to  my  children—and  the  several times this  has happened—I’ll  keep  it  vague,  but  I am righteously pissed off. Not that you read my journal. That would require you to actually  explore my  beliefs  rather than violating your own holy book by judging me outright. And where’s the…

  • Baffled

    Baffled

    Some men don’t appreciate my sense of humor. “Hey, gorgeous, I’m looking for some fun. Can you help me out?” “Sure.  Twenty  feet  to  the  west,  and  take  a  quick right.” Hmmm, and they say men never ask for directions….

  • Women Who Get What  They Want

    Women Who Get What They Want

    Sometimes it’s easy to see the Law of Attraction  at work, especially when certain women get what they want. You can see them living the life, even before it manifests in the physical, and you can see how they draw it to them. Occasionally at my day job, I run into the ex-husband of a…

  • Who Looks  at a Woman over 40?

    Who Looks at a Woman over 40?

    Somebody  gave  me  some  bad  information  about women over 40. A lot of somebodies.  Over the years. I don’t blame them. Not  really. They believed  what they were telling me. Growing up in a tiny Southern town that was timewarped by at least 25 years, I often heard that if you were a woman, you’d…