I have a thing for dark winged angels. To me, it seems a white winged angel believes they are pure and practically flawless. A black winged angel knows this to be silly. We all have flaws. Those of dark wings accept their flaws. If I have wings of my own, I know they are the color of shadows. Flaws have a way of enhancing one’s beauty…I’m not speaking physically, though that can certainly be part of it. I mean a person who accepts their own…dents, if you will…to be much more attractive.
Category: opinion
Elements and energies
If you don’t normally get a chance to commune with nature, find a way to make time. It’s nothing short of a small miracle the way some well spent time among the elements can bring things back into alignment…back into focus. It doesn’t matter if it’s only for five or ten minutes, every little bit makes things vastly different. No special rituals are required, just sit/stand/lay there and feel the life force of mother earth and her children.
The real trick is to find a suitable place. Everyone has their own mixture of elements that strike a chord with them…resonates with them. That’s what you have to find. When you do, try to get around to spending a little quality time there at least once a year, more often if you can manage it.
Sometimes
“I don’t need protecting from myself”
But sometimes…it helps to have someone protect you from your inner demons while you gather the strength to face them down yourself. When you get right down to it, only you can defeat them…nobody can do it for you. The best anyone else can do is offer to stand in between.
Runes
Interesting things runes. They tend to be fairly accurate…at least in hindsight. After all, the subconscious mind is very aware of what is going on around you…more than your conscious mind. Runes are a great way to tap the subconscious for advice.
The problem with the conscious mind is simple…it’s way too cluttered with randomness. The subconscious mind is more organized and and correlate and analyze things more accurately because of this. At least that’s my theory. But who am I to decide what’s right? I’ve got just as much clutter up here as anyone. Just ask my voices.
Or maybe don’t ask them…they’re fairly confusing right now.
Ebb and Flow
Amazing how many different ways life is likened to a body of water. The constant flow, like time, uninterrupted. The thrill and fear of hitting the rapids and trying to navigate through them in one piece. I think it’s probably more accurate to compare the two like this: Life is like a river in their number of diversities.
Ramblings
Perhaps the play of life and emotion is subtle, too subtle. Oh, there are times of chaos and turmoil that can be likened to the dance of the flames in a raging inferno. The problem is the quiet times because that is when reality steps in to make itself known. All too often do we invent our own little worlds and expectations to fit within our ideals heedless of those around us. Perhaps it is the ideals that are the core of the problem that so often plagues us. How much better would the world be if we could just find a way to get rid of our ideals and learn to work within reality or even better, learn to fit our ideals withing reality so that they create a harmony. But perhaps such thinking is nothing more than a flighty ideal in itself…