Tag: protection
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The Ethics of Glamour
A trick of presence. Body language and a thought pressed into the air. I’ve used glamour to disappear, and I’ve watched others wear it like perfume — until the energy ran out. I am glamour-free.
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Meditations: Jesus Looks Like M. Night Shyamalan?
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree and Rising. I’ve been trying to connect with the child who’s following me but haven’t been very successful. So far, he’s appeared on the edge of my Meditative Forest, a little wary of the man who seems to have taken up residence in this private place…
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Saved by Bells
The Universe takes care of me in odd little ways. Sometimes it’s like having a personal assistant or a keeper when I’m otherwise too frazzled to either remember or to figure out what I need to be doing. Most of my recent examples have to do with electronics, I suppose, but then that’s easily manipulated…
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Protecting the Young: Exercise in Futility
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Love in the Third Degree. My daughter and her friends just keep getting pummeled. Shannon and I have a joke. When we go for walks, I walk on the side closer to the traffic. We joke about respecting her elder versus protecting my young. From the Bookshelf Rite…
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Someone to Watch over Me
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree of Truth. Later today, the moon moves into Scorpio for the next couple of days. That always means things are intense, secretive, or sexual—or some combination thereof. It’s been called to my attention that I’m being watched over. That I have someone somewhere looking out for…
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Shields Up!
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree Curves. Twice now, I’ve passed a traffic accident where people died and I felt the energies so intensely. I knew, just knew. Today, I left work early to take Shannon to the bank to get cash to buy a car. I got caught in a storm,…
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Allowing the Universe to Take Care of You
Most days, I’m in a fairly blissful state of knowing I’m being “taken care of” by the Universe. This wasn’t always so obvious in the past and many times, I thought I knew better than the Universe (or God or the Gods or whatever term you feel comfortable using). After all, I wasn’t getting what…
