SYW: I Give You Permission To Read This Post

The title of this post is quite arrogant, isn't it. It's based on a line said by a character in a TV show to another character which was: "I give you permission to like me". At first I reacted to hearing it as I think viewers were supposed to react, with eye roll at the...

Hard as Diamonds, Tough as Nails

[This is a repost of a post published in February 2015. It's amusing reading what I wrote back then, especially as I know what happened next (even though some of it is now a blur in the archive of memory). I did buy a house, and strangely enough I sometimes refer to this house as...

How do you catch a snake in the house

I'm not asking about a symbolic snake, I'm not inquiring into how to catch a human being 'a snake' in your life (house), or how to catch those psyche snakes which slither inside of you causing you slide down chutes into the murky and complex depths of your issues (although I was thinking about something...

Maybe you’re right…

. “Not one of your pertinent ancestors was squashed, devoured, drowned, starved, stranded, stuck fast, untimely wounded, or otherwise deflected from its life's quest of delivering a tiny charge of genetic material to the right partner at the right moment in order to perpetuate the only possible sequence of hereditary combinations that could result --...

that’s all anyone wants from anyone else

. “She wants to know if I love her, that's all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there, like new batteries in the flashlight in the emergency kit in the hall closet.” ― Jonathan Safran Foer . If you were to knock on my door, and if...

What happens when you stare into your eyes in the mirror

What happens when you stare into your eyes in the mirror... . Halloween Greeting Card . is a search term I found in my blog stats, which caught my eye because it asked a question that was rather unusual, which reminded me of a post that A Momma's View wrote inspired by a post which...

Inheriting Dysfunction

I've noticed that more people seem to be searching and researching what it means to be a child of narcissists. Particularly whether the condition of being a narcissist is something you can inherit from your parents like other traits, behaviours and heirlooms. . . Some writers on the subject have approached it from the nature...

Through the Looking Glass…

If you read all the stuff written about narcissists online at some point you'll come across the concept of Flying Monkeys - which is a pejorative term to describe people who are used (often as weapons) by narcissists to bolster their side of a story against the person on the other side of the story...

A lesson learned from a spare pair of cow’s legs…

. “According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves.” ― Plato . I thought they were horse's legs, but apparently they once...

Fish Story and other Strange Encounters

. “Sober or blotto, this is your motto: keep muddling through.” ― P.G. Wodehouse . When I was in the process of taking one of the biggest leaps of faith in my life - buying the home which I am now living in... the reality of which still hasn't quite sunk in, still freaks this...

Chiron opposition Pluto – When Old Wounds Resurface

If I change my mind one more about about the subject of this post, the post may implode before I publish it... but I wasn't so much changing my mind as trying to focus it... usually I have what feels like a billion thoughts swirling around, all of which are in conversation with each other...

Dirt on the Lens

. "Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to...

In a World full of Words…

. “I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.” ― Emily Dickinson . With a little effort on my part I might be able to get the lantern in the photo above to work as it once perhaps did. It's rusty, and bent in places where it should not be bent. It's a bit broken...

Dark and Difficult

At some point in my interactions with other people, I will begin to feel limited and restricted. As the feeling progresses it will grow into a sense of being trapped. If I let it expand, continuing to grow without tending to it, it will become a beast who wants to break free. Once it becomes...

When you’re not invited to your own party

For my 6th birthday, my mother decided to have a party. I know it was my sixth birthday because of the shape of the candle on the cake... it could have been a five... . . I can't recall if she had ever thrown a party for my birthday before then. She definitely threw parties...

Jupiter in Virgo – Overdosing on Analysis

. If you have a problem, a puzzle, an enigma, a matter which you would like to solve, an issue which is confusing you and which you would like to clarify, a knot you want to untie (figuratively or literally), a mess which you'd like to tidy up... one of the best signs to consult...

Unfinished Business in the Underworld

. “I love you. I hate you. I like you. I hate you. I love you. I think you’re stupid. I think you’re a loser. I think you’re wonderful. I want to be with you. I don’t want to be with you. I would never date you. I hate you. I love you….. I think...

Masks and Mirrors

They say that if you give a man a mask he will show you his true face... . . what happens if you give a man a mirror? We know what happened to Narcissus, he fell in love with his reflection and it eventually killed him. We've been afraid of mirrors ever since then. ....

When you fall, you fly…

. “Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.” ― Neil Gaiman . My inner landscape is a vast wasteland at the moment... it's not as dramatic as it may sound, I'm simply all kinds of tired, and I've finally accepted it... sort of... still fighting it...

Why am I so uncontrollably attractive without even trying

These words - why am I so uncontrollably attractive without even trying - caught my eye. Did they catch your eye too? And what happened in your mind when they did? What did you think? How did you react to what you saw? . . Did you want to see the person who wrote them...

Going Off the Beaten Track

You're walking along a road and suddenly you come to a crossroads, okay, it wasn't that sudden, you saw it long before you got to it and were probably thinking about the problems it posed before you had to actually deal with the problem it would confront you with when you finally reached it... one...

Don’t Lick the Knife

. “Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke . I never look in the mirror, so I have no...

Astrology Tips: Making Friends with the Bad Bits

I have a friend who I can annoy very easily, and get them to react to me as though I was a Mentos dropped into a full Coke bottle, just by my mentioning astrology within earshot of them. If I had a penny for every time they felt compelled to tell me that astrology is...

A Decadent Sound

. Have you ever found yourself outside of a situation, observing it, seeing all the subtleties and nuances which... you're certain (and perhaps rather cocky about) that no one else has noticed... Why can't anyone else around you see the bleeding obvious? Are they blinkered idiots? Are you a super hot brainy genius with X-ray...

The Butterfly Monologue

. “The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.” ― Rabindranath Tagore . Diary entry day 1: After a long season of arduous work, it is finally time to balance the scales. I have found a most pleasing piece of real estate for my hibernation. This year I chose not to go...

Daily Reflections…

. "How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face." ― W.B. Yeats . Every time I look... beyond my self, at that which lies around what sometimes feels like...

The Element of Heat

That was cold! Was it? Well, it certainly felt that way. But you knew it was coming, so you were prepared for the gust of icy dismissal. Still, though, you're never really ready to feel it even when you know it's about to hit. . . “All morning I struggled with the sensation of stray...

How do you know when you’re lying to yourself?

This post is inspired by the person who searched online for - psychological signs that your brain is trying to tell you you're being taken advantage of - and ended up on my blog, in the stats as a search term which caught my eye as I perused them to see what journeys you were...

Me But Not Me

What made you take a peek into this post? Was it the title - Me But Not Me... If it was the title, why did it appeal to you enough to make you click to read more? Was it perhaps because you related to what it expressed... what does it express for you? . ....

The Kinder Surprise

Do you... a) Hate surprises b) Love surprises c) Your inner jury is still out on the matter d) What are surprises e) Depends on the kind of surprise it is . . “May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss...