MUSINGS

I spent the afternoon reveling with the locals and a myriad of foreigners for our first festival of the year.  The week has been so odd and surreal that I needed something to reinforce my lust for life in general.  The week itself contained the deaths of some people who were seemingly too young to go, a progressed illness in a close friend, a change in my career path, and the potential dissolve of a friendship that was fairly new.  Surreal doesn't even describe it all.  The universe has always shown me when I'm going down the correct path and when I make a life change it always encompasses so much more than I expected.  This time is no different.  Each thing that changes directly correlates to the other, for every thing I give up there is always something that comes to take it's place.  Doors opening and closing if you will. Death = Transition I've never been one to believe the phrase "gone too soon", or "too young  to die".  I'm not ...

I know, I've been on a tear lately about sex and the Feminine Divine and all that.  The subject is hitting closer and closer to home as my daughter matures.  You see I didn't have much sex education growing up, as a matter of fact, I had practically none.  Had it not been for my sister breaking out some library books for me around 13 or 14 years old, I'm not sure where exactly I'd have been.  By the time I was 19 I'd had plenty of extra-curricular and plenty of boyfriends and had never been to a gynecologist.  Had no idea what they did or why.  I was terrified. There have been articles and things floating all over Facebook, THIS being one, that have given different opinions and outlooks on teenagers and sex.  There are plenty of people that don't believe sex education should be taught in schools.  There are also folks who are bound and determined to keep the flow of information as handy as possible.  I am one of those.  Vehemently as ...

The Da Vinci Code came out in 2006, I saw it when it hit DVD.  It didn't register with me right away for some reason.  I mean it did....but not the way the story does now.  I recently read the book, it was free from Amazon last month in celebration of the story being 10 years old.  Maybe it's because I hadn't seen the movie in years or perhaps they really did change that much of the story to make the movie..I don't know.  I do know it hit me like a brick wall.  Perhaps I read it when I was meant to. According to various prophesies the world itself wasn't supposed to end on December 21st this past year, we simply moved into a new Astrological age.  One that brings the feminine back into focus.  Having a daughter makes it all the more prevalent for me. I have been more focused lately on the Sacred Feminine than ever.   I suppose I shouldn't be that surprised by the revelation, I work in a male dominated, male oriented field.  I have b...

Anyone who knows Arthurian legend knows the saga of Lancelot and Guinevere.  From,  The Lady of Shalott to The Crystal Cave , the story is basically the same:  two people, in love with the same person, fall victim to their desires.  You see, Arthur was more than a king, he was a warrior, he was a mentor and he was a friend.  He knew how to blur those lines just enough to please those around him and make himself feel complete.  Then the inevitable happened, the lines were blurred for him.  He was betrayed by his beloved friend, his wife's champion in the ring, his right hand.  He was also betrayed by the woman who gave him life, companionship, completeness.  They fell from grace by their lack of will power and strength.  Here's the clincher, neither of them was a "bad person".  They simply made a bad, bad choice and then ran with it. Lemme 'splain. You see, sometimes a body doesn't know how to tell someone else they have fall...

The Chameleon Because I mentioned some changes within and without regarding me, I thought I'd post a few photos of me over the past few years.  Starting around 2008-ish and ending today Feb 25, 2013.  I hope you like.    this had to be around 2008, I remember it was Mardi Gras.  I was red once again sa me year with another beautiful Fontenot woman the year it all went haywire. 2009 2010, in my own home with the hair gone. it was a release and an act of rebellion still short, still red, trying to fit in in a world that was brand new 2011 2012 embracing the inner "Rosie" reclaiming the feminine   and here we are today (literally). dark dark brown, red, longish. smiling. content in my own skin. 2013

Honey told me to write, so I'm writing.  I pierced my nose and got another earring this weekend, last weekend I changed my hair colour for the first time in 5 years.  That really doesn't seem like much, looking at it in print, but for me it was a bit of an experience.  Lemme 'splain. I was told by a friend recently that I have a tendency to apologize for who I am both when I'm blogging and in daily life.  This is a quality that I vehemently insist that my sister not do.  I've learned in recent years she and I are very very alike in our insecurities and how we handle them.  She tends to turn inward, I go all out for everyone to see. I'm never quite sure whether I'm seeking validation or simply living out loud.  I like to think I'm living out loud.  Some folks over the years have used the term "self destructive" in regard to me.  Maybe I am or have been, either way, I'm a work in progress.   There's a little something that happens w...

Today was a George Thorogood kind of day.  We have some new folks at work these days, they hail from different walks of life as most crews do.  I have been working with men of various backgrounds for years, occasionally I come across the random uber-conservative one.  Now, I have nothing against conservative folks, some of my best friends are conservative both socially and politically.  I've run into flat out misogynists, men who LOVE women, ones who tolerate them, ones who are afraid of them, and ones who just think chicks are fun!  Anytime I think I have one pegged or have a bead on him, he surprises me.  I had that happen just today. I have this bumper sticker on the back end of my truck that says COEXIST in religious symbols from around the globe.  Well the only one I could find when I bought it had Obama's little flaggy circle thingy instead of the peace symbol.  Well, I'm not a supporter but, I do believe that we need to learn to live ...