My Mission, Should I Choose to Accept it....

PISCES (Feb. 19-March 20):
"The real secret of magic is that the world is made of words," said the sage Terence McKenna, "and that if you know the words that the world is made of, you can make of it whatever you wish." I'd go even further and say that you can actually shape your world through your use of language. Do you really want to live amidst infertile chaos where nothing makes sense and no one really loves anyone? Then speak with unconscious carelessness, expressing yourself lazily. Or would you prefer to live in a realm that's rich with meaning and beauty and interesting mystery? Then be discerning and creative in how you speak, primed to name the novel truths that are always being born right in front of your eyes. Of course you always have the power to create heaven or hell through the words you choose, Pisces, but right now is a potential turning point when you could form good new habits.

I like this one. /:-) *rubs hands together*

Semi-deep rambling...

Mind, like a river
Running deep, to be so still.
Cruel mystery.

Do you ever wish you could peek inside people's minds? It's one of those things that bring up moral questions, but, still, it would be useful. So much uncertainty and confusion would be a thing of the past. On the other hand, communication wouldn't be that much of a necessity, then, and that's a dying art as it is, between people. Why are we silent so often, and most often about the things which are most important to us? What made us so afraid? Is it worth it, to give in to that? How is never knowing better than knowing one way or the other? Along with this fear of asking and learning, why are we so afraid, sometimes, to answer honestly?

Is keeping possibility open really so important that it trumps truth?

Moving on...

Mornings, when I spend days at my father's house, are exclusively mine, during the week. It's the only real alone time I generally have. (At work, I'm alone often more often than not, but there's always the knowledge that if a customer shows up, I have to stop whatever I'm doing and jump to. My time isn't mine, then.)

I've taken to spending a little time on the back porch, these days. (It faces east, so I get to watch as the sunrise comes later and later.) That, or I'll wander around the back yard for a bit. The air has been getting cooler, but that smell that comes with Autmn isn't there yet. There's a pond a short distance away, so everything is usually wreathed in mist. It's generally a good time.

With the move still in the works, I'm actually wondering where I'll spend Halloween, for once. It's kind of cool. /:-)