First attempt highlights: AW: Reading Notes - Spiritual Electricity and the Basic Tools.

 This really is all that I wrote regarding my notes on this book. Then 2019 turned into chaos which continue into today.

AW: Reading Notes 1

I will be revisiting the two chapters discussed in this post in the coming weeks.

Morning Pages 2024: No. 3

I have come to the conclusion that my prompt box is pretty lame. It has questions in there that don't apply to me. It has prompts on topics that I can't really talk about. I mean, 'what's your favorite television show?' doesn't work when you don't watch television. The closest I get to that is listening to NPR's news podcast on Spotify. Which now has advertisements, much to my annoyance. The rest of the time I am listening to neoclassical, electronica, medieval folk, medieval, and renaissance music. I suppose it is time to hunt down more prompts for the box. The last time I added any was in 2016.

2016 was a bad year for me. I was hospitalized for a major depressive episode. Almost ten years later, bit and pieces of what happened during that year come to mind at random times. Otherwise it is a gaping hole in my memory. I was talking with my Auntie A. about that year and she told me that before the depressive episode hit, I had a major trauma memory nail me between the eyes. I was saddened but it made sense.

Morning Pages 2024: No. 2

Every time I try to do this digitally, it's truly difficult to write these pages every morning. The household is chaos and then I am exhausted and I take a nap. It's just not right but here we are. Looking at my keyboard, some industrious and tiny spider spun a web between the J and the U keys last night. That was weird. But weird things happen  here. As a devotee of the Norse god of mischief, I get my very own weirdness magnet strapped to my butt. I get exasperated with the Marvel franchise distorting the relationships between the deities of the Norse pantheon. There's enough drama and wtf in the old stories, you don't need to change the relationships. You can just write new stories keeping the deities and spirits in the same relationships. 

Indeed, by exploring these relationships, one may find that the new stories discourage extremist parties from absorbing cultural symbols as part of their identity. Among the heathen subculture, there are a large number of people who are getting angry with things like the runes being appropriated. There's a subtle fight going on between heathens and neo-Nazis (and their supporters) over the runes. The general reaction to the failed self-coup on Jan. 6 was horror, embarrassment, and fury at the sight of the Q-Shaman's enormous Mjollnir inked onto his side. The same was for the tiki-torch march in Charleston (if I recall it rightly) where there were people in the white-supremacist crowd carrying badly made 'viking shields' with runes on them.

If you are looking for the people who'd be willing to throw down with these people, that would be the heathens. The community is actively rooting out, shunning, and passing around lists of who in the community fall along theses lines. Change is happening in a slow fashion right now but it's beginning to speed up as more heathens get on board with this idea of drop kicking the fascists out. 

Morning Pages 2024: No. 1

 So, I have decided to do the Morning Pages exercise as a timed writing thing. I have a sand timer that takes ten minutes to do its thing. I like it. It helps me stay organized and focused. I also enjoy the look of it because the sand is pink. I admit, my two favorite colors are pink and black. Most shades of pink, I like. But it is that bright, neon pink that I love. I don't really know what about it I love so much. It could be that it's a shade of pink that isn't found in nature. It could be that it is a color I associate with happiness and joy. It could be a lot of things, and I guess that is ok.

I forgot my eyeglasses in the other room. I'm squinting at the screen right now and debating enlarging the font so it is easier to read. I tell you, Friend, getting older just isn't much fun now. Birthdays turn into regular days of the week. Health starts going down hill. And, if you're lucky, you may be losing your hair like me. Sounds odd, but I am losing my hair. I've gone salt and pepper grey, with streaks of white. I have a buzzcut to hide where my hair is thinning and falling out. It's not fun, at all.