I have not posted here in over a week. I haven’t journaled period. No writing anywhere of any kind!
This past week I shriveled up creatively. I curled up into a little ball and became afraid. I lost my voice. It was awful.
Unfortunately all this not-writing has lead my A to Z challenge work to suffer. Well, there is always next year, and at the very least I did make it into the back end of the alphabet. It was fun! I wrote some things that I definitely would not have had they not been prompted. I am going to do it again next year.
This blogger is feeling better now, thank goodness. I had a strong premonition a couple of weeks ago that turned my life upside down. Now that I am older I have learned to listen to these tiny little voices, because more often than not they are right. I’ve been getting pretty spiritual lately. It feels good. I need to. I have been reading my tarot cards almost every day as well as meditating in some shape or form. I love doing tarot. It’s not scary and evil, as some of us here in the midwest were brought up to believe. In fact the roots are in the Kabbalah. I have been using the Medieval Scapini Tarot deck, which is a beautiful deck created by an Italian painter that is evocative of the middle ages. The tones are earthy and calm, which is the kind of thing I need right now. The book I am using to look up the translations kind of sucks, so I have been referring to Biddy Tarot, which is a wonderful website for free card meanings.
I have been reading my cards often looking for insight of course. My living situation, as I have already mentioned, has gone from unsustainable to extremely toxic. This past week I have been waking up unnaturally early and going on apartment hunting rampages. To my relief I have found a cute old little two bedroom house on the outside of town. It needs some work, but the landlord is super cool. He’s letting us plant a garden out in the yard! I am thrilled. We have been reading about organic growing all day today.
While a house to ourselves and the prospect of home grown food is titillating, there is the terrible fact that we will be humping all of our stuff somewhere else… again! Augh. Well. At least we will have our peace of mind, and that is worth one too many moves in my opinion.