Open up to the knife

I got a new tarot deck a couple of weeks ago. It was used. But I liked the whimsy nature of the cards, and so I got them anyway. At home, I put them order, looked at each card’s artwork, and let them sit for a while. Saturday I took a reading. I used a […]

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Blinded, but seeing

From the Havamal: Billings mey ek fann beðjum á sólhvíta sofa jarls ynði þótti mér ekki vera nema við þat lík at lifa Translation– I found Billing’s daughter asleep on her bed and I was captivated by her beauty and all the wealths of Jarldom seemed like nothing to me if I had to live without […]

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Blind

I’ve been bothered by things the past few months. Wait… why am I writing this? Doesn’t this make me a special narcissist? My ex called me that all the time. Especially when I tried to tell how I felt. I quit trying to express my feelings. Then again, I remember an early phone conversation with […]

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Trust

Veterans love dogs. I’ve worked with a lot of veterans over the years and they can be slow to trust. Especially the ones working through some issues. They are quiet. Don’t talk to others. Don’t share their feelings well. Don’t relate well. Unless you put a dog in the room. Then it’s game on. Dogs […]

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why

Tonight I fell, again, into depression. It has been happening a lot lately. This year has been rough. This afternoon I laid on my couch for I don’t know how long. Minutes? Hours? The tv was off. The lights were dim. And I stared into space. I am without energy. I have wondered, all night, […]

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A different kind of lonely

A different kind of lonely When I was young I had fallen victim to the Hollywood ideal of love. You know what it is, our culture is saturated with the message the true wove is an essential quality of some thing, that you either have it or you don’t, and once you do discover it, […]

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Keep on breathing…

Have you ever tried to stay depressed while a kitten is chasing a toy across the room with reckless abandon? It’s hard to do so. After moping around for an hour or so after getting up I finally got some coffee started in the french press and put on a CD. I’ve a few things […]

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