It was a silent, windless night far north, beyond the harsh lights of city and suburb. I was lying belly down on a dock, staring into utterly still water. The diamond splash of stars above was reflected perfectly beneath me.
I was rapt, drawn out of myself by the strangeness of finding stars above and below. With a slight shift in perception, suddenly all was space and points of light. I was falling, floating in this wondrous, mesmerizingly unfamiliar space. I was suspended, lost in an ocean of stars.
I have been wanted to do a 2018-year reflection post. There was a lot to reflect on. I'm going to keep this to the personal rather than the political. Otherwise, we'd be here all day.
I've had some ups and downs this year. More ups really, so that's good. Since I am a professional Joy Seeker, I will focus on the ups.
The biggest thing is moving into my role as the owner of
Our Word of the Year for 2018 is justice. It was a top lookup throughout the year at Merriam-Webster.com, with the entry being consulted 74% more than in 2017.
We've had an interesting first day of September here on the eastern plains of New Mexico. From a bright and sunny morning to a dust storm cum rainstorm to an ominous sky just now. Those are the worst as they can produce mud. I've never seen one, but I read an old newspaper story about one. Folks said it coated their windows.
I've been thinking a lot about my inconsistencies with blogging and journaling. I used to be very dedicated to both. I guess as the seasons and years have passed, I've changed. I want to get back to it so this is my attempt.
My tarot deck has been replaced a few times. Each time I've given away my favorite deck, I felt compelled to do so. I always told myself I'll go pick out something new and different. Each time, I bought the same deck again.
Tarot to me is soothing and calming. I love tapping into the energy of the cards. I love giving readings though I don't read for others often. When I read for myself, I look at the cards write down whatever comes to mind and then I look at what the book has to say. I use both for interpretation.
Jamie
Mr. Posch,Hear, hear!There is a silver lining to the dark cloud of the past 4 years for me, though. When Sarah Palin declared that New England wasn't ...
Jamie
Mr. Posch,Maybe it really happened, and he got re-animated by the Q-Anon Shaman...with his magical American flag spear.I can totally see the Underworl...
Loved it! Brilliant as usual.
You are too kind! Thank you!
