Perks of Country Living 

Winter squash, fresh eggs and milk, sweet pickles, apple butter, salsa, and VENISON!

Completely flabbergasted by this grand gift from our closest neighbors. What a wonderful way to start my weekend at the new house. Our oldest and grandson, Liz and Sage, will be in tomorrow. Yay! And I still need to write Ostara ritual for Monday. Chaos is normalizing slowly. 

Now, for your listening pleasure, the song currently stuck in my head:



How to Enjoy the End of the World 

If you haven’t tuned in for “No Tomorrow” either on the CW or Netflix, then pole-ease take a moment. Beautifully casted and well written, a tongue-in-cheek apocalyptic tale that will touch your passion. 

There is my shameless and unsolicited plug for the week. I have been having one challenge after another and NT became my escape program. And frankly, it encouraged me to write this post. I have been neglecting my passions. 

The aphasia is still here. Neuro is still a month away. Drum Circle happened. Great weekend guests helped while I was puking. Yeah, 48-hour stomach virus happened. Missed meetings happened.  Computer not charging happened. And thank all the Powers-that-Be, today was psychotherapy day!

More pondering on my “Center of the Universe” thesis, if I can even call it that. It is a theory for sure, but in what school of thought: philosophy, psychology, neurology, sociology, or theology?  Or, as James Cordon might ponder,  “All of the above?”  It is all so very cart-before-the-horse if I am not even formally in studies and so very moot for I am lazy as hell.  And I should be focusing on Ostara. 

Working daily toward the calming of chaos back to an acceptable level. 

Sleep well. Mahalo.