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A life in threes

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September 23, 2025

Apocalyptic

So I’ve heard it said that the world is ending…

Either *sometime* today (9/23) or sometime tomorrow (9/24)

[Or perhaps, even the day after that  on 9/25  — which also strikes me as totally appropriate as a fan of Douglas Adams, since 9/25 is a Thursday ]

But considering the way that things have been going in the United States and the world at large  — resulting from the various forms of political, environmental, and cultural chaos —

I will admit that I personally would look forward to the world ending for the following reasons:

  • My life hasn’t been going all that great – thanks to some increasingly debilitating medical issues affecting my physical, mental, and emotional health
  • Which, in turn, has led to me experiencing some particularly emotionally exhausting relationship issues (which some psychologists claim are disturbingly common for married women experiencing physically debilitating medical issues)
  • And hey, isn’t all this what is supposed to happen at the Autumn Equinox? How appropriate would that be if the whole world ended at the exact cosmic point in the year when one is spiritually tasked with letting go of all spiritual and communal detritus that limits individual and community growth to make space for a world that is new and better?
  • However, the ironic icing on this proverbial cake is that I look forward to this apocalypse simply because I’m scheduled to serve jury duty on Wednesday, September 24th, 2025, at 7:30 AM.

Before anyone comes for me, while I’ve long felt that jury duty is an important civic duty that I have always felt honored to perform as a citizen of a free and just society…

I hate to say that for the first time ever, I don’t want to serve jury duty simply because I am fscking tired *

I am physically, mentally, and emotionally overwhelmed by those first two stated reasons (three if you count the impact of overall US/World chaos that has been having on *everyone* right now)…and honestly?

Yes, I am exhausted in mind, body, and spirit.

(As is everyone else, obviously (*gestures at well, all of the world right now*))

So, all I’m saying is, maybe we should embrace this one.

Because it certainly feels due.

~~~

But I know that ultimately, it won’t, as tongue firmly planted in cheek, I present you with this little truth…

Oh, it’s definitely been more than 5 times for me – I was born in the 70s 🫩

So, yeah, folks, as a tired, frustrated, spent nearly 55-year-old human being living in this post-capitalistic hellscape…

I say

Bring

It

On.

So, to all of those armchair prophets and evangelical preachers: I can’t be the only one asking you to STOP with the predictions and the promises!

As well, though I know I’m at the risk of being slapped upside the head, I have a request for my sweetest friend and most patient teacher

Please please…End it already, won’t you?

Because I feel ready

#readyforRagnarok

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*Not to mention that for some bizarre reason, I have been summoned for jury duty (in Florida) every freaking year for the past five years.  (All civil/local cases) Though, this time is the second time I’ve been called this year because this past March was a civil case (which was cancelled at the last minute) but I have been selected to serve on a federal jury on 9/24 — but if I am selected, I can’t be summoned again for two years, thankfully. So, while I’m not tired of serving, I am sick of being summoned so often 😒

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July 4, 2025

Month for Loki: Four

So, usually on this day, I would have some sort of celebration.

A special meal, with barbecued meat, and several homemade sides, maybe even a special dessert.

And then, there’d be fireworks.

But not today.

Today I am anxious. Overthinking. Despairing of the future.

And this reminder came across my feed.

Perhaps I’d been an anxious overthinker around this time or during some other day in July…

But here is this poem, subtitled ‘breathe, said the wind’:

This definitely gives me some food for thought today.

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June 10, 2025

June 10th

Hello.

Though my sexual orientation is definitely something other than ‘straight’, I loved the cleverness of this metaphor for being an ally:

Thank you for being an ally

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October 22, 2024

Up on the Roof

Lately, I’ve been having some medical issues that cause me some pain, so as you might imagine, I haven’t been sleeping as well as I would like.

So, there I was, early this morning, feeling tired and a little miserable, and suddenly, my brain was overcome with an odd ear worm.

I honestly don’t know what could have triggered me to start thinking about this song as I lay there in the dark, silent house.

It wasn’t even a song that I liked – and even worse, I didn’t even know who sang it – but I couldn’t get this song to stop looping it through my head endlessly

At first, it was just the bright little lazy melody, and then I recalled some words:

When this old world starts getting me down,

And people are just too much for me to face…

It was ‘Up on the Roof’ by the Drifters.

(^^^ I had to Google that at 4 am)

And I will admit that it has been quite a while since I have had such a weird instance of pandoramancy.

But there you have it.

And once I found out who sang ‘Up on the Roof’ – it led me down a little bit of a nostalgic rabbit hole, which caused me to reach a few connections in my head.

It’s true that I have been able to relate to that message, as this old world *has* been getting me down, and I have been feeling a little emotionally overwhelmed lately.

While it was never one of my favorite songs, it was definitely one of my dad’s favorite songs…

He used to sing it out loud, often while he did yardwork, or while driving, and therefore, it definitely is a song that I could associate with my dad.

Sometimes, my dad would sigh heavily and then joke that he needed to get away, you know, I need to get up on the roof or something...but honestly, I never made that connection as to why he would say that he needed to get up on the roof after a hard day of working construction. (Which, ironically, sometimes required him to be up on a roof all day, working, so you can imagine why I would  wonder, ‘why? Does he want to go back to work? 🤔 )

You see, my dad could be kind of a misanthrope, or even a curmudgeon, and yet, thinking it over, I realized suddenly that the song wasn’t so much about the singer being a misanthrope as much as it could be some gentle advice about taking a break when you’re feeling overwhelmed…

And you know what?  Thinking on it, I realized that this past Sunday marked 17 years since my father passed away.

~~~

As well, this weird little circle-back thought occurred to me too, which recalled Rumi:

Well, I’ll take it.

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September 26, 2022

Happy Autumn Equinox!

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July 14, 2020

Month for Loki: Thirteenth

Today’s pandoramancy:

This song reminds me

of how L showed me

by holding a mirror up to my behavior

how I can be overly emotional/melodramatic to a fault

…and how He does this often to make a point.

 

 

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July 4, 2020

Month for Loki: Fourth

Lately, I’ve had runes on my mind, especially in terms of expanding upon the layered meanings held by the runes in Loki’s name, and this post concerns the newest thoughts I’ve had concerning Laguz.

As I’ve written before, the changing flow of water invoked by the rune Laguz is very representative of Loki’s shape-shifting abilities

More literally, one may recall how Loki takes the form of the salmon that swims to the source of waterfall, but more often, metaphorically, working with Loki can feel like being brought down into the water of the subconscious to do emotional/shadow work.

underwater (1)(Photo: Medical Daily)

This is yet another aspect of His purview that I believe can be symbolized by the Laguz in His name.

At least, this has been my path with Him, and one that I find especially evocative in the following poem, written by Jacob Ibrag

Deeper

It feels like sinking.

Like you’re trying to break the waters

surface with every kick your body delivers.

You remember that panic causes

more panic so you try to remain placid.

Deeper.

You think about love and if you really

had it.

If it was really love then why hasn’t it lasted?

Maybe if it was real love, you would’ve

already been found.

And if it was real love, how could it ever die out?

Deeper.

You try forming

a symbiotic relationship with the water, letting it take you so you can become a part of it.

You’ve always belonged here.

Deeper.

You let go, giving up the fight.

Remembering

that it was all in your head as you wake up in the middle of the night.

~~~

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November 20, 2019

Where I’ve been: a multi-layered metaphor and a half.

What a long strange trip from

there

to here.

But I’m on my way

and I am not looking back.

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August 28, 2019

Worried.

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