She Continues
It’s a mild, autumn, cloudy morning. The clouds are low even as the sun tries to come out. [WtaW] deG, towards the end, writes something that helps cut past certain—things. Y told me how the sun is the burning core of elthil that provides most of the elthil for this star system, and this note […] … Continue reading…Mediating Gods & Otherworlds
The skies are where I want to rise to, to climb Elethis into the skies. But the land also calls to me,—I want to explore them both, touch and hug the tress, soar through the clouds, walk the land to the sea—and I would even touch the waters, drink and swim. Hmm. I still feel […] … Continue reading…Align, Materialize, Sex, Shape
In riting last night, the Guardians spoke about my plan to […]. I think they were all in favor, or convinced me that what was holding me back from tying myself to the Otherworlds more was choice and action. Always hedging for fear of what might happen becomes cowardice, Sh.F. said, and I felt that […] … Continue reading…Bindings, Paths, Ghosts
I rited last night for Samhain. Lots of anxiety about [work], pay checks, and more. This hindered me last night—along with ________’s scheming. It’s cold this morning, so I am indoors—and not getting my usual outdoor morning chill-time on a Saturday. Nonetheless, WM asked me what I saw in the waters, and I saw the […] … Continue reading…Samhain, Wholeness, Truth
The trees are singing. I realized this as I moved past the little group of trees at the park, the ones inside the path on the south side,—but they are singing in the wind, singing a beautiful, bittersweet song of autumn and the falling and turning of leaves, the coming of winter and sleep,—and I […] … Continue reading…Tree Song, Seasons, Buoyancy
I dreamt last night I went to [my parents’] house, had made some food for myself and for dad, and then wandered through a door into [a previous house we lived in]—finding a crowded landscape: my “room” there with furniture, stereo equipment, and toys and books, much of it junk, but just so cluttered that […] … Continue reading…Dream, Memory, Reflection
I feel far better today, and my sense of sliding into an Otherworldly mind is even more present. It’s like I’m gliding along the edge of awareness of the Otherworlds and what I do within them, what I do that I’ve only have felt fleeting impressions of previously. It’s almost as if feeling like shit […] … Continue reading…Otherworldly Mind, Seasons, Tunneling
It’s a nice morning, but I want more clouds. Illness tends to magnify the body and the most basic needs and senses. Accordingly, people who can’t get treated have a harder time. I can call down Faentaur, and that helps, and I can imagine were I still smoking. My head feels congested, and that slows […] … Continue reading…Illness, Qlippoth, Metaphors
My automatic writing exercise went a bit differently than I expected, but I find the results interesting. I find myself anxious in the mornings because [elements of work] seems often capriciously incompetent. Her [M/C] use of “shoal” strikes me as interesting, but it makes a certain sense. The waters reflect all we could be or […] … Continue reading…Rambling Self-Reflection, Aurics
Other than […] infuriating things—I’ve been busy with work week bullshit. I would like to have had more time to sit and relax and thing and write here, ponder what I’m doing in the Otherworlds, but [work prep] are a damnable time sync. [sic] There have been times when I’ve reached out to C, to […] … Continue reading…Bridging, Exploration, Divine Twins