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Limitations exist only in our minds.
Sometimes. I just had some of that. I wrote this sort of poem, like I used to do back in the day when I processed that way (25 years ago!). It’s not very polished. I could fall into forever Endless turns and flips of lazy stretching for the updraft buoyed by the fire in my Continue reading →
Two issues have arisen this past week to gain new levels of priority, impelled by that all too familiar feeling of “Processing.” One came to light incrementally — a long-standing issue that has become impossible to ignore. It’s in the way of my personal growth, now, and while I’m not sure how I’m going to Continue reading →
While many people I meet are interested in finding a spirit companion or enhancing their contact with a current one, I also occasionally meet someone who wants to get rid of a spirit. Sometimes, they have a haunting or feel they are under some sort of psychic attack from unwanted spirit visitors. Other times, it’s Continue reading →
I get email forwards all the time. Most of us do. Today I got one that was a little more inspiring than the average fare, and I thought I would share some of it, with a little commentary. I hope you will find it equally inspiring. People come into your life for a reason, a Continue reading →
What follows will be the last unfiltered bit of my manuscript that I will post. If you’d like to see more, please go here and sign up for this series. Chapter One, part 2: Doubt Doubt is one of the hardest challenges in the spirit companion (SC) relationship. Doubt can be anything from objectively waiting Continue reading →
I will probably cry during the writing of this post. Possibly more than once. I’m just saying. Sunday when I came out of the theater as everyone else visited the restrooms, I started crying (again), hyperventilating a little and fighting to regain control of myself as people passed me entering and leaving the theater. This Continue reading →
I’ve just finished watching Definitely, Maybe. I’m crying more than a little bit, and trying to figure out why, and trying to understand how a movie can be good yet make me never want to see it again. P.S. I Love You had the same effect. Normally I don’t watch so-called “romantic comedies” because, for Continue reading →
In my youth, I was always moved by music and absorbed it like a sponge. That doesn’t happen automatically anymore, but sometimes something will catch my ear and I can tap into that part of me again, for a while. Barring that, there’s always Winamp and my old favorites. I can always tell when I’m Continue reading →
This post is from November 2, 2003 (the one I just posted was from October of 2003, but the events themselves were four years prior). I’m going to bed in a minute but wanted to leave one more Meridjet-related story before I went. I’m trying to sleep forward; sleep deprivation backfires and makes me manic, Continue reading →
The tropical storm known as Edouard (that’s not a typo) is hovering off the coast of Texas/Louisiana in the Gulf of Mexico and is due to hit here tomorrow. And when I say, “here,” I do mean here. Observe: That star is the location of my house. Though Edouard (I guess that sounds like “Edward,” Continue reading →
As per usual, my energy is scattered due to severe disorganization. I actually tend to be an organized person by nature, but I organize in spurts which are followed by a steadily gathering layer of chaos. My chaos has reached such a level that it’s interfering with my ability to manage my time efficiently, which Continue reading →
In the past couple of weeks, I’ve noticed a number of timely developments in my circumstances that I would call synchronicity if I only had a better handle on it all. I mentioned that I started schema therapy about 6 weeks ago; this has generated a lot of back-burner thought processing and semi-conscious contemplation that, Continue reading →
Raiding the archives for tasty bits, again. I’m in the midst of preparing the Beltane issue of Rending the Veil, so most of my attention is otherwhere this weekend (and will be in the week to come). However, due to the boooooring blogger-focused crap I’ve been posting lately, I felt that an injection of on-topic content was necessary. Meridjet has been awol for at least the last week; I have no idea what’s up with that, so for now it must be archival content.
From 20 October 2003:
Early yesterday evening, the pain of the Process started coming up again, and I was all despondent about it because lately when the Process comes up, Meridjet contact goes down (well, except for him being a general asshole). However, he decided to
This is one of many formerly private letters I wrote to Meridjet over the years. Don’t read it if you’re easily discomfited by gushing or whining or anything overly emotional, because this makes even me cringe and hide my head under a pillow. 
Hence, another non-helpful cut tag. This letter is from an archival post dated 13 October 2003. You might’ve read in an earlier post how he told me not to say, “I love you,” without feeling it; he didn’t want it to be automatic.
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