I’ve been in a real funk lately. I’ve been through this before. If asked,, (I wasn’t) my stock answer is that I’m fine. Fine is that all encompassing word that says I refuse to give you the ammunition to pile on. What bothers me quite a bit,(…)
New Job!
Blessings Darlings!
I’ve added another job to my life – grill cook at a family restaurant. The one that the Spawn works at, so we can car pool some days. If I work evenings, I can keep doing the house/home business days before(…)
Deep Lessons
Weaver answers the Gardenmaster’s summons, and finds her friend wounded. In the process of trying to help, she is pulled into the depths. Her friend is restored. Another Gardenmaster talks shit. Kids give the best hugs. And no questions are clearly answered.
3,251 words.
Sigdrifa’s Prayer
Hail Day!
Hail sons of Day!
Hail …
Time waits for no witch
The journey wasn’t long if one didn’t count the first leg of the swamp. As I traveled I let my mind wander on the problems at hand. They seem insurmountable in the mundane. Others perspective might not think so but I guess it’s always been so. All(…)
Dream Journal: 2013-09-03.01
He spent over an hour berating me for my carelessness. So I carefully corrected the situation. Wonder who took the tooth.
457 words.
Heathenry and the Afterlife
The afterlife is a very complicated thing in Heathenry, and it is something that is too often simplified in discussions and books to reflect a more classical or monotheistic model. People seem to have an endless desire to know where we go after we die(…)
Dream Journal: 2013-09-02.02
Bill the Jumper makes his last appearance. The question of apotheosis is settled, and Weaver is settled with the outcome.
1,411 words.
Don’t Rush
53 words. Take your time.
Dream Journal: 2013-09-02.01
In the name of safety, Weaver pulls hazards off a country road and winds up in a not-safe situation with a police officer. Appearances are deceiving.
1,651 words.