Ladies of the Night

Well, after a lovely, court-free, trial-free weekend, it’s back to the courthouse for me today, as the trial for which I’m serving as a juror resumes.  I don’t have the kind of time available for posting the kind of long(-winded) posts I usually like to generate here, but I also didn’t want to leave this … More Ladies of the Night

Psychopomp and Circumstance…

I’ve been invited to attend a very interesting-sounding event this evening: a seance! Other than some only semi-serious games as a youngster that revolved around solemnly intoning our intent to communicate with the dead, but which in truth really didn’t amount to much more than goofing around amid dim lighting and spooky overtones, I can’t … More Psychopomp and Circumstance…

“For I would ride with you upon the wind…”

That W. B. Yeats sure can furnish a pretty quote — the title of this post was lifted from his The Land of Heart’s Desire.  It provides a handy segue into the point of the post, too: what do you do if you really would like to summon the wind…? I’ve posted before about the … More “For I would ride with you upon the wind…”

“Happy Octave-Day to You…”

I’m going to a double-birthday party today.  That is, two little girls of my acquaintance — cousins to each other — share the same birthday, and the party today is a combination affair put on to celebrate both. A birthday, as we all know, is that occasion when good old Planet Earth — the orb … More “Happy Octave-Day to You…”

I want to take you Higher…

Are you familiar with the term “Higher Self?” It seems to come up plenty in discussions that revolve around metaphysical-type topics.  “Listen to your Higher Self”…that kind of thing. I first encountered the term (to the best of my recollection…) when reading this book that I blogged about here a while back that’s called Ask … More I want to take you Higher…

Womb —> Tomb —> …???

What do you suppose comes next in that sequence that I used to title this here post?  We’re born, we grow, we age, we die…and then what?  Does anything come next? I’ve always found it interesting that — as far as I’ve been able to determine — the English language only has a few words … More Womb —> Tomb —> …???