I left this comment on a succubus blog, of which there are many, based on the links on the sidebar. How … familiar. In a comment thread in which the conversation was focused on the failings of women in the United States (but which diverted momentarily to the ecstasies of succubus love), I left thisContinue reading
I was having a chat with a long-lost, rediscovered friend today that resulted in some stuff I wanted to save. Skim if you like, but I recommend reading. We were discussing qabala, and I found some quotes… Sheta: “The word nephesh (soul) designates the lower self in the time of sleep, whilst the term ‘ruach’Continue reading
As I adjust to the idea of a new public blog, the question arises – as it always does – as to what level of exposure I really want. In the past, public journals have been both blessing and curse, leading to new friends and great experiences as well as fresh betrayals and abusive psycho stalker types. Yet even though the urge to hide or withdraw from scrutiny can sometimes be strong, one of the truly defining characteristics of the ‘real Sheta’ has always been the open sharing of sometimes deeply personal content. I let my mistakes shine forth as brightly as my triumphs, and my pain lay exposed as nakedly as my joy. Sharing these depths is both compulsive and passionate, because I really need to do this not only for those seeking to understand their own spirit companion situations, but also for me. I have never done superficial particularly well, and I really don’t want to give up what moves me for the ability to make great small talk.