Today's Tarot card is:
Ten of Pentacles. "Security in family and financial life. Happiness in the home and at work. Prosperity. Inheritance. Ancestry." I can live with that!
Sheesh - who knew that the Death card I drew yesterday would turn out to be more appropriate for the new site design than for me?? There are things I like about it, and things I don't. I had to mess with my brower settings a lot before I could even figure out how to get a journal entry posted... I know they still have some tweaking to do, but it's going to take some getting used to...
Oh - it's Journal Poetry Day!! This is from "Dorothy Parker's Elbow: Tattoos on Writers, Writers on Tattoos." The poem is "To the Engraver of My Skin" by Mark Doty:
I understand the pact is mortal,
agree to bear this permanence;
I contract with limitation; I say no
and no then yes to you, and sign
--here, on the dotted line--
for whatever comes, I do: our time,
our outline, the filling-in of our details
(it's destiny that hurts, always,
not the original scheme). I'm here
for revision, discoloration; here to fade
and last, ineradicable, blue. Write me!
This ink lasts longer than I do.
Ten of Pentacles. "Security in family and financial life. Happiness in the home and at work. Prosperity. Inheritance. Ancestry." I can live with that!
Sheesh - who knew that the Death card I drew yesterday would turn out to be more appropriate for the new site design than for me?? There are things I like about it, and things I don't. I had to mess with my brower settings a lot before I could even figure out how to get a journal entry posted... I know they still have some tweaking to do, but it's going to take some getting used to...
Oh - it's Journal Poetry Day!! This is from "Dorothy Parker's Elbow: Tattoos on Writers, Writers on Tattoos." The poem is "To the Engraver of My Skin" by Mark Doty:
I understand the pact is mortal,
agree to bear this permanence;
I contract with limitation; I say no
and no then yes to you, and sign
--here, on the dotted line--
for whatever comes, I do: our time,
our outline, the filling-in of our details
(it's destiny that hurts, always,
not the original scheme). I'm here
for revision, discoloration; here to fade
and last, ineradicable, blue. Write me!
This ink lasts longer than I do.
Ah. Today's Tarot card is:
The Close (Death). "Change. The end of an emotional relationship. Clearing out the old to make way for the new. Destruction. Illness. The possibility of physical death. Reincarnation."
Some women I love, in no particular order:
Emma Goldman
Theda Bara
Louise Brooks
Alice Paul
Frida Kahlo
Tallulah Bankhead
Anais Nin
St. Teresa of Avila
Uma Thurman
Peaches
Margaret Sanger
Starhawk
Michelle Tea
My mom
Eleanor Roosevelt
Courtney Love
Dorothy Day
Hildegarde of Bingen
Vampira
Margot Adler
Dana International
Annie Sprinkle
Luisah Teish
Christine Jorgensen
Z. Budapest
Rachel Pollack
Bettie Page
Madonna
Dorothy Parker
Lili Taylor
Madame Chinchilla
Nina Hagen
Lene Lovich
Ruth St. Denis
Diane di Prima
and many more....
The Close (Death). "Change. The end of an emotional relationship. Clearing out the old to make way for the new. Destruction. Illness. The possibility of physical death. Reincarnation."
Some women I love, in no particular order:
Emma Goldman
Theda Bara
Louise Brooks
Alice Paul
Frida Kahlo
Tallulah Bankhead
Anais Nin
St. Teresa of Avila
Uma Thurman
Peaches
Margaret Sanger
Starhawk
Michelle Tea
My mom
Eleanor Roosevelt
Courtney Love
Dorothy Day
Hildegarde of Bingen
Vampira
Margot Adler
Dana International
Annie Sprinkle
Luisah Teish
Christine Jorgensen
Z. Budapest
Rachel Pollack
Bettie Page
Madonna
Dorothy Parker
Lili Taylor
Madame Chinchilla
Nina Hagen
Lene Lovich
Ruth St. Denis
Diane di Prima
and many more....
OK, here we go. This week's Tarot deck is Tarot of the Old Path. And the card for today is:
Six of Pentacles. "A generous nature combined with good business sense. Material gain. Philanthropy. Sincerity." Sure could use some of that!
Yesterday we had breakfast at Waddle's (still, as far as we know, slated to become a Krispy Kreme next year
), then hit the as-is Goodwill in Hillsboro and got 2 carts full of stuff. Then came home and worked around the house. There is just no end to the stuff that needs to be done around here.
I got some Claritin-D (the house brand equivalent, anyway) and it seems to be working well (I took it a few years ago for the same thing back when it was still Rx-only); I'm feeling better and not coughing quite as much. But it made me so spacey that when I hooked up the hot water to run the dishwasher last night, I forgot to actually turn the water ON. So I had to run it again this morning. What an idiot.
Watched the E! special on Courtney Love last night. I really can't stand E! - could be the most superficial cable network around (WHY in the name of all that's good and holy am I supposed to get worked up about those air-headed stick figures called the Hilton Sisters???). Their camerawork is annoying and their narrations are so overly dramatic and heavy-handed. Subtract all that out, and the show was halfway decent. I really like Courtney, and I hope she pulls through this latest crisis and FINALLY gets some serious help. I know she's a member here, and she's done a lot to promote the site. People talk shit about her, but she's only human. Cut her some slack, for chrissakes.
Six of Pentacles. "A generous nature combined with good business sense. Material gain. Philanthropy. Sincerity." Sure could use some of that!
Yesterday we had breakfast at Waddle's (still, as far as we know, slated to become a Krispy Kreme next year
), then hit the as-is Goodwill in Hillsboro and got 2 carts full of stuff. Then came home and worked around the house. There is just no end to the stuff that needs to be done around here.I got some Claritin-D (the house brand equivalent, anyway) and it seems to be working well (I took it a few years ago for the same thing back when it was still Rx-only); I'm feeling better and not coughing quite as much. But it made me so spacey that when I hooked up the hot water to run the dishwasher last night, I forgot to actually turn the water ON. So I had to run it again this morning. What an idiot.
Watched the E! special on Courtney Love last night. I really can't stand E! - could be the most superficial cable network around (WHY in the name of all that's good and holy am I supposed to get worked up about those air-headed stick figures called the Hilton Sisters???). Their camerawork is annoying and their narrations are so overly dramatic and heavy-handed. Subtract all that out, and the show was halfway decent. I really like Courtney, and I hope she pulls through this latest crisis and FINALLY gets some serious help. I know she's a member here, and she's done a lot to promote the site. People talk shit about her, but she's only human. Cut her some slack, for chrissakes.
Totally wasted day. Byron had to work, and I'm still kinda sick and out of it, so got some homework done and spent the rest of the day sitting in front of this thing wasting time. I messed around on my LiveJournal, if you'd like to take a look.
We didn't make it to Nixon's show Wed. night, dammit. We were also supposed to go see 3 Leg Torso tonight. This whole week has been pretty much a bust. It being "that time of the month" doesn't help. It just makes me want to hibernate.
We didn't make it to Nixon's show Wed. night, dammit. We were also supposed to go see 3 Leg Torso tonight. This whole week has been pretty much a bust. It being "that time of the month" doesn't help. It just makes me want to hibernate.
I haven't written for a while because I've been busy with school, and also I've been kinda sick; been coughing a lot, scratchy throat, etc. Not a full-blown cold, and it's not gonna be, either. I'll start the Tarot thing again next week; I'm just not into it right now.
However, it is Journal Poetry Day, so here is a little something else from the Sacred Sex Devotional. This is by Charles Baudelaire:
Since everything about her is as balm to me,
There is nothing to be preferred.
When all delights me, I do not know if
One thing seduces me more than another.
She dazzles me like the Dawn
And consoles me like the Night
And the harmony that governs all her beautiful body
Is too exquisite
For impotent analysis to
Enumerate its many harmonies.
O mystic transformation
Of all my senses fused into one!
Her breath makes music.
Like her breath makes perfume!
We're hopefully going to see Nixon tonight at this event! Be there or be square, Portlanders!
However, it is Journal Poetry Day, so here is a little something else from the Sacred Sex Devotional. This is by Charles Baudelaire:
Since everything about her is as balm to me,
There is nothing to be preferred.
When all delights me, I do not know if
One thing seduces me more than another.
She dazzles me like the Dawn
And consoles me like the Night
And the harmony that governs all her beautiful body
Is too exquisite
For impotent analysis to
Enumerate its many harmonies.
O mystic transformation
Of all my senses fused into one!
Her breath makes music.
Like her breath makes perfume!
We're hopefully going to see Nixon tonight at this event! Be there or be square, Portlanders!
Tarot card for today:
Queen of Pentacles. "A dark woman of generous and perceptive spirit who is a devoted wife; magnificence, opulence, security."
Better late than never, I guess (it's after 1 pm). I don't think we're going to get much done today. Byron isn't feeling well, stressing about work and dealing with a headache. Not sure if we'll get to the rummage sale after all. It's supposed to get up to 92 today and probably tomorrow too. Damn it, I can't function in this kind of heat, especially upstairs where the computer is.
I sure hope all the drama that's been going on around here simmers down and we can all start acting like adults, for god's sake. The human race is weird.
Queen of Pentacles. "A dark woman of generous and perceptive spirit who is a devoted wife; magnificence, opulence, security."
Better late than never, I guess (it's after 1 pm). I don't think we're going to get much done today. Byron isn't feeling well, stressing about work and dealing with a headache. Not sure if we'll get to the rummage sale after all. It's supposed to get up to 92 today and probably tomorrow too. Damn it, I can't function in this kind of heat, especially upstairs where the computer is.
I sure hope all the drama that's been going on around here simmers down and we can all start acting like adults, for god's sake. The human race is weird.
And today's Tarot card is:
King of Cups. "A dark man of good intelligence and strong convictions who is a considerate and affectionate partner."
Go wish FreakPirate and Ruby happy birthday! Now!!!
I shouldn't be here - I need to record the drop-ins for the 3 new Radio Bastet programs and get them put up. I was hoping to have that done yesterday, but I got sidetracked as usual... So I think I'll go do that now. Not much else to report. Things are just humming along. There's another Twilight Rummage Sale tomorrow (either that, or they rescheduled the one from last week), so we're hoping to go. It's been kinda hot the past few days, and this weekend it's supposed to get even hotter. Summer's trying to get its last licks in, I guess. C'mon Summer, you had your time, now get outta here!!!
TGIF, y'all!
King of Cups. "A dark man of good intelligence and strong convictions who is a considerate and affectionate partner."
Go wish FreakPirate and Ruby happy birthday! Now!!!
I shouldn't be here - I need to record the drop-ins for the 3 new Radio Bastet programs and get them put up. I was hoping to have that done yesterday, but I got sidetracked as usual... So I think I'll go do that now. Not much else to report. Things are just humming along. There's another Twilight Rummage Sale tomorrow (either that, or they rescheduled the one from last week), so we're hoping to go. It's been kinda hot the past few days, and this weekend it's supposed to get even hotter.
Summer's trying to get its last licks in, I guess. C'mon Summer, you had your time, now get outta here!!! TGIF, y'all!
And today's Tarot card is:
The World (reversed). "Cramped vision; fear of change; stagnation."
Could be warning me against those things, as last night I took a very big and slightly scary step for me. I attended the first meeting of a new group of women in Portland that will hopefully be the nucleus for a coven. I've been feeling the pull toward a more group-oriented focus to my spiritual life, and this might just be what I'm looking for. Stagnation? Definitely been feeling that for a while. Cramped vision? It's been getting that way. Fear of change? Yeah, that's always in the back of my mind. And I'm talking big honkin' changes like this - not little changes like, should I try a different breakfast cereal or something. So, another prescient reading here...
Speaking of big honkin' changes - I'm thinking, after my hair grows out a bit, of growing dreadlocks. Yeah yeah, I know - they scream "hippie." Well, can't I be a neo-hippie who bathes and doesn't do drugs, but still believes in peace and love? Huh? Can't I??
Well, this has absolutely nothing to do with peace and love - but I just want to say that seeing the dead, frozen body of Michael Cambias hanging in a meat locker on "All My Children" this week was one of the most beautiful sights I've ever seen on television..... The rat bastard scumbag is DEAD DEAD DEAD!!!!!
Now - the question is - who did it???
The World (reversed). "Cramped vision; fear of change; stagnation."
Could be warning me against those things, as last night I took a very big and slightly scary step for me. I attended the first meeting of a new group of women in Portland that will hopefully be the nucleus for a coven. I've been feeling the pull toward a more group-oriented focus to my spiritual life, and this might just be what I'm looking for. Stagnation? Definitely been feeling that for a while. Cramped vision? It's been getting that way. Fear of change? Yeah, that's always in the back of my mind. And I'm talking big honkin' changes like this - not little changes like, should I try a different breakfast cereal or something. So, another prescient reading here...
Speaking of big honkin' changes - I'm thinking, after my hair grows out a bit, of growing dreadlocks. Yeah yeah, I know - they scream "hippie." Well, can't I be a neo-hippie who bathes and doesn't do drugs, but still believes in peace and love? Huh? Can't I??
Well, this has absolutely nothing to do with peace and love - but I just want to say that seeing the dead, frozen body of Michael Cambias hanging in a meat locker on "All My Children" this week was one of the most beautiful sights I've ever seen on television..... The rat bastard scumbag is DEAD DEAD DEAD!!!!!
Now - the question is - who did it???
Tarot card for today:
Five of Swords. "Humiliation, dishonor, loss."
Hey - the car is fixed, OK? I'm over it! Really!!
It's Journal Poetry Day! And today I give you something from The Thousand and One Nights, as found in A Sacred Sex Devotional. Being a bellydancer and all, I thought it was only fitting...
Sleeper, the palm trees drink the breathless noon,
A golden bee sucks at a fainting rose,
Your lips smile in their sleep. Oh, do not move.
Sleeper, oh, do not move the gilded gauze
Which lies about your gold, or you will scare
The sun's gold fire which leaps within your crystal.
Sleeper, oh, do not move. Your breasts in sleep,
Allah, they dip and fall like waves at sea;
Your breasts are snow, I breathe them like sea foam,
I taste them like white salt. They dip and fall.
Sleeper, they dip and fall. The smiling stream stifles its laugh, the gold bee on the leaf
Dies of much love and rosy drunkenness,
My eyes burn the red grapes upon your breast.
Sleeper, oh, let them burn, let my heart's flower,
Fed on the rose and sandal of your flesh,
Burst like a poppy in this solitude,
In this cool silence.
Five of Swords. "Humiliation, dishonor, loss."
Hey - the car is fixed, OK? I'm over it! Really!!
It's Journal Poetry Day! And today I give you something from The Thousand and One Nights, as found in A Sacred Sex Devotional. Being a bellydancer and all, I thought it was only fitting...
Sleeper, the palm trees drink the breathless noon,
A golden bee sucks at a fainting rose,
Your lips smile in their sleep. Oh, do not move.
Sleeper, oh, do not move the gilded gauze
Which lies about your gold, or you will scare
The sun's gold fire which leaps within your crystal.
Sleeper, oh, do not move. Your breasts in sleep,
Allah, they dip and fall like waves at sea;
Your breasts are snow, I breathe them like sea foam,
I taste them like white salt. They dip and fall.
Sleeper, they dip and fall. The smiling stream stifles its laugh, the gold bee on the leaf
Dies of much love and rosy drunkenness,
My eyes burn the red grapes upon your breast.
Sleeper, oh, let them burn, let my heart's flower,
Fed on the rose and sandal of your flesh,
Burst like a poppy in this solitude,
In this cool silence.
Today's Tarot card:
Eight of Rods (reversed). "Guilt, jealousy, internal or domestic disputes."
OK, I'm clueless on that one... Byron and I have been getting along swimmingly, no fights or anything. I haven't been guilty or jealous over anything, as far as I know. Hmm....
Thanks for the commisseration re my car, you guys. Especially sweet were the offers to kill, maim and/or torture the perpetrators. Aw - you guys always know the right thing to say... I liked Schleprock's idea the best! 
The window's fixed, and we're parking the car in the back now (it's a tight squeeze, but it's manageable). I've always hated having to park on the street anyway; it's always felt like an open invitation. I'm starting to feel like that car is cursed now... Guess I'd better do a cleansing ritual. Couldn't hurt. Oh, and you know what else - the bastards DID take something: my car chimes. I had a mermaid and an ankh. They were all sparkly, so I guess the idiots thought they might be worth something. Not worth the $139 it cost to replace the window, fucktards!! Don't worry - you'll get yours. The universe has a BIG surprise in store for you...
Good class last night! So glad to finally get school under way. So I have Humanities 201 on Monday night and Women's Studies 101 on Tuesday night. HUM 201 is going to be about "Humanities and Technology: Exploring Origins," using the textbook "A Social History of the Media: From Gutenberg to the Internet." Should be good.
Community college is kinda strange for someone like me, I have to admit. It's kind of like "the high school after high school." Not that the curriculum or the teachers are inferior; I feel like I'm getting a quality education there. It's just that I'm so much older than most of my classmates, and I've kinda got the "fish out of water" syndrome. Oh well.
Hey, I exercised this morning! That's another thing I'm going to get back doing, and get serious about it. Don't worry, I will NOT become a stick figure. But with heart problems on both sides of the family, I need to take better care of myself. Yeah, we're all gonna die of something - I know that. But we DO have certain choices we can make, and I choose not to die of heart disease if I can possibly help it. So there.
Happy Autumn Equinox, everyone!
Eight of Rods (reversed). "Guilt, jealousy, internal or domestic disputes."
OK, I'm clueless on that one... Byron and I have been getting along swimmingly, no fights or anything. I haven't been guilty or jealous over anything, as far as I know. Hmm....
Thanks for the commisseration re my car, you guys. Especially sweet were the offers to kill, maim and/or torture the perpetrators. Aw - you guys always know the right thing to say...
I liked Schleprock's idea the best! The window's fixed, and we're parking the car in the back now (it's a tight squeeze, but it's manageable). I've always hated having to park on the street anyway; it's always felt like an open invitation. I'm starting to feel like that car is cursed now... Guess I'd better do a cleansing ritual. Couldn't hurt. Oh, and you know what else - the bastards DID take something: my car chimes. I had a mermaid and an ankh. They were all sparkly, so I guess the idiots thought they might be worth something. Not worth the $139 it cost to replace the window, fucktards!! Don't worry - you'll get yours. The universe has a BIG surprise in store for you...
Good class last night! So glad to finally get school under way. So I have Humanities 201 on Monday night and Women's Studies 101 on Tuesday night. HUM 201 is going to be about "Humanities and Technology: Exploring Origins," using the textbook "A Social History of the Media: From Gutenberg to the Internet." Should be good.
Community college is kinda strange for someone like me, I have to admit. It's kind of like "the high school after high school." Not that the curriculum or the teachers are inferior; I feel like I'm getting a quality education there. It's just that I'm so much older than most of my classmates, and I've kinda got the "fish out of water" syndrome. Oh well.
Hey, I exercised this morning! That's another thing I'm going to get back doing, and get serious about it. Don't worry, I will NOT become a stick figure. But with heart problems on both sides of the family, I need to take better care of myself. Yeah, we're all gonna die of something - I know that. But we DO have certain choices we can make, and I choose not to die of heart disease if I can possibly help it. So there.
Happy Autumn Equinox, everyone!
