Gentilly Girl- a part of the 99%

(I have written extensively over the last many years. Sadly the Federal Flood and it’s ramifications caused me to lose all of those sites and all of the material stored there. I have been half of myself since then… it’s like writing a novel and losing it before you can type the final chapter. )

I have been asked many times about what I believe in. What makes me tick. How can I just walk into the middle of a crowd and let down my hair and speak of things most people would never reveal to others. Why do I feel that doing certain things are important, even if it could result in tons of pain. (and has done so)

It’s about what I “see”.

In the Beginning there was the One. It’s faceted like a jewel and the Light which comes from each facet has a different “frequency”. We are drawn, much like as moths to the flame, to the Light that resonates within us. (Atheists are included in this… I count on them to be a counter when I go too far)

I’m drawn to be a witch, a priestess of the oldest spiritual leanings of Humankind. I work within the realm of Earth, Water, Air and Fire. I can walk the Worlds and I must live by what I “See”. Much of my life is about magic: the changing of Reality in accordance with Will. The rest of that life is being thankful for each and every day and the people I run into.  I walk the Path and every step is a new experience. (not that all experiences are pleasurable)

I don’t ascribe to the rules of religions… I see them as money machines. The only currency that means anything to me is devotion and trust. What do you believe about “living”. How do you represent yourself day-to-day and how much you help another. This is that “something to believe in” that many folk seek.

It can, and will, consume you. One can become a hermit, but being holy on a mountain is not as effective as walking down the streets and interacting with others. (my girls back in S.F. convinced me of that years ago: I must remain in the Real World) It is not always easy. I cannot change a person’s mind. Situations can be altered, but the mindset is theirs.

All I can do is “BE”.

And maybe, just maybe, I can change hearts, mind and souls.

There are certain aspects of my workings: I can be Bride (the Mother), or I can become Arianrhod (the Changer) and also the Nataraja (the Dancer on the Abyss).  Mostly I am just Morwen who walks the days and just deals with the poop of Life.

And when it’s time for me to go, “And when I die, when I’m dead and gone… there will one more child to carry on”). Big or small, I will have made a change. I will pass to the Summer Country happily and the Goddess will tell me I did good. I will rest and get ready for the next trip on the Wheel.

Yes, I will be back.

9/21/01… that was the day I stared at my shotgun barrel and was thinking of pulling the trigger. Then a voice rang out in my home saying, “You have much more to do”.

I’ve written about this over the years, so I’m not going to repeat it all here

That day I “Outed” myself. Yes I had done many protests over the years for different issues, but that day I had to declare who I am and what I stood for, what I believed in.

When I say “Believe”, I mean you must own it to the very core of your soul. What you are and what you are not. How you see the World and what you think about things going down. You become a participant and no longer can be just a bystander.

That’s the day when you become Real. “Hey there! I’m fuckin’ alive and living here and I don’t like the shit going down”. That is the day you truly join the Dance, the time that you can begin to use the power that you were gifted from the One. It also means you are responsible for that which goes down around you, in your sphere, your neighborhood, your life.

Yes, it sux, but it’s gotta be done.

The truth is that to realize oneself, you must strive to help others to come to that same place in Life. You may not agree with them, but that’s their Journey, not yours. You facilitate their growth even when they oppose your being. You become a helper, and the wierd thing is that they wind up embracing you because you cared. (and who says Life isn’t interesting?)

This message is not about Trans, but about all of us. When WE CARE about each other, the World works pretty good. When there is no care we wind up with the crap-pile of a World we all currently face. Our care, tears, laughter and pains drive this World, not the corporations.

We are Power and it’s far past time to use it.

Become yourself and grab hold of Life. “OUT” yourself.

Yes it’s Lundi Gras and I have missed all of Carnival. As long as it goes down, I’m a happy girl.

Here’s Grand Funk Railroad doing one of my favs.

Yes Darlin’s, my pirate ship still sails and Her flags fly.  The owl and crossbones will always fly.

Have a good time tonight folks. Be safe, have fun and don’t drink the bars dry… I may want to visit them later. (and there will be no potable deliveries tomorrow.)

Sushi on a naked woman. I’m freakin’ there.

Update- Got too exicted and forgot to provide the link.

Oops!

In my house the toilet seats sre down and so are the lids.

This Live Science article talks of the danger to little pinnies from toilet seats.

What the Hell is wrong with just sitting down on the pot? That way I I don’t have to clean the damn thing every day.

Looks like my video card has pooped out, so that may mean I didn’t need a new tower two weeks ago. Hell, I have two systems now (Be very afraid). Betts is ordering a new SoundBlaster card and a video card for me tomorrow. Should be in Tuesday. If she’d order me another laptop I’d be in Geek Heaven, but finances are not in the right place for that.

I can’t take over her ‘puter during the day since she needs it for work (= $$$). I’ll try to keep up on things during the night.

On a health note, my prob has abated somewhat so I’m going to hang  on for my appointment on 12/15. Iron pills are helping with my loss of energy. I also need to assess my options since I am thourough when it comes to medical care (even though I do abuse my body… just me). I’m more scared of hospitals than I am of my habits.

The kind words from Gentle Readers have helped much on the health front- I won’t let ya’s down.

Now I must serve teh kittehs their canned food and find my bed. I have a date with some blankets.

Be Blessed!