What Connects Us?
What Transforms Us?
What Devastates Us?
What Gives Us Traction?
What Gives Us Energy?
What Do We Identify With?
What Do We Strive For?
What Is Enough?
“There are years that ask questions and years that answer.”
Zora Neale Hurston in Their Eyes Were Watching God
...or should I say, chaos...pattern...cycle...? What do you think?
The movie, Snow White and the Huntsman, disappointed and yet intrigued. The more lingering fascination was for the role of the birds. This doesn't say much for the film itself... Birds have always been part of this fairy tale. This image, of Disney's Snow with her...
As is not unusual, I find myself at a crossroads – that confounded mystical, magical place of decision making where the road NOT taken is as appealing as the one that could be walked. The only certainty is: indecision is afoot.
I have had to work to manage my crazy head since the moment I opened my eyes this morning. Grinding – I believe it is called – on any and every thing. Stuff that yesterday was totally manageable. No wonder and thanks a lot that I picked the Bast card from the Goddess...