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cybermathwitch... in which I rant about various things in ways that are probably not terribly politically correct for the community I'm in. And may or may not have any bearing on how I feel about issues and things tomorrow. And should be taken with one of those industrial-sized salt-licks that you put in cow fields. (Wonders how many of her flist have grown up around enough cow farms to know what she means...)
I'm sick to death of hearing about "descents". Yes, they make up part of several of the modern neo-pagan religions. Yes, it's important to learn about yourself, to see all sides of yourself, and to look at the "dark side" of things, as this is a part of life.
Part of, folks.
It's impossible NOT to deal with Descents when you're as deeply tied in with both Persephone and Dionysus as I am. She does so physically, he descends into madness. I've done both, thanks very much. I do both, on a semi-regular basis. Lots of people do. Some handle it better than others.
Some people need to realize they have to ascend some damn time. It takes some of the value out of a descent myth to wallow in it.
Most days? It feels like the whole frakking world has decided to descend, with no intentions of returning. Like returning to the ground, seeing the flowers and the springtime, and being a maiden again devalues them somehow. Or devalues the descent. Like if they stay in that misery, that struggle, that darkness, it makes them somehow more "worthy" than the people who come back up, who try to spend as much time as they can above the ground.
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More and more, I feel out of sync with the people around me, because my cycles? Don't resemble the rest of my community's cycles. At all. But I've finally taken the first step and quit pretending they do.
If you're looking for me on Samhain, I'll be celebrating the feast of the dead in the spring with the flowers, new wine, and Dionysus. Probably around Seder, come to think of it.
So tomorrow morning I'm getting up omgwaytooeffingearly to go to Clarksville with some friends to talk to a college class about sexuality. More specifically I'm supposed to talk about being bi. It should be very interesting.
For all that I bitched about October, *so* far, it hasn't been anything like as bad as some. I'm still much closer to critical mass about some things than I'd like, I'm very upset about my best "work friend" (as opposed to my best friend that works where I do, who is someone different and still works there) being fired this week, and I'll be glad when it's November, NaNoWriMo, "Afterglow", "Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie" and all, but I am enjoying hot apple cider (or rather, artificial flavored apple drink - no real apples were harmed in the making of this product...), apple streusel pop-tarts, the plum cobbler (as well as the rest of the dinner) my mother-in-law made tonight, and if I can find my frakking costume I have every intention of enjoying the halloween party next weekend.
I'm sick to death of hearing about "descents". Yes, they make up part of several of the modern neo-pagan religions. Yes, it's important to learn about yourself, to see all sides of yourself, and to look at the "dark side" of things, as this is a part of life.
Part of, folks.
It's impossible NOT to deal with Descents when you're as deeply tied in with both Persephone and Dionysus as I am. She does so physically, he descends into madness. I've done both, thanks very much. I do both, on a semi-regular basis. Lots of people do. Some handle it better than others.
Some people need to realize they have to ascend some damn time. It takes some of the value out of a descent myth to wallow in it.
Most days? It feels like the whole frakking world has decided to descend, with no intentions of returning. Like returning to the ground, seeing the flowers and the springtime, and being a maiden again devalues them somehow. Or devalues the descent. Like if they stay in that misery, that struggle, that darkness, it makes them somehow more "worthy" than the people who come back up, who try to spend as much time as they can above the ground.
- non-random non-sequiter -
More and more, I feel out of sync with the people around me, because my cycles? Don't resemble the rest of my community's cycles. At all. But I've finally taken the first step and quit pretending they do.
If you're looking for me on Samhain, I'll be celebrating the feast of the dead in the spring with the flowers, new wine, and Dionysus. Probably around Seder, come to think of it.
So tomorrow morning I'm getting up omgwaytooeffingearly to go to Clarksville with some friends to talk to a college class about sexuality. More specifically I'm supposed to talk about being bi. It should be very interesting.
For all that I bitched about October, *so* far, it hasn't been anything like as bad as some. I'm still much closer to critical mass about some things than I'd like, I'm very upset about my best "work friend" (as opposed to my best friend that works where I do, who is someone different and still works there) being fired this week, and I'll be glad when it's November, NaNoWriMo, "Afterglow", "Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie" and all, but I am enjoying hot apple cider (or rather, artificial flavored apple drink - no real apples were harmed in the making of this product...), apple streusel pop-tarts, the plum cobbler (as well as the rest of the dinner) my mother-in-law made tonight, and if I can find my frakking costume I have every intention of enjoying the halloween party next weekend.
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Date: 2006-10-12 05:32 am (UTC)*raises hand* I know what you're talking about.
On the rest, I don't belong to any communities or really travel any kind of regular path at the moment...sort of in limbo right now...but I completely get the out of sync thing. I won't tie up your comment section with my blatherings but being in limbo relates directly to me being out of sync. Yeah...that made all kinds of sense. *smacks head*
In essence, I'm sending all positive vibes your way and hope things smooth out for you. *smiles*
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Date: 2006-10-12 05:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-12 12:41 pm (UTC)Preach on! *grins*
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Date: 2006-10-12 08:02 pm (UTC)It is a fact that the days are getting shorter, that in a few weeks, there will be few green things still growing and blossoming, that it is becoming colder and the killing frost is almost here. These are facts about the climate in which we live. Because MY religion is closely tied with what is going on in the natural world, it is right very now time to reflect on death and the darker aspects of life. It is the time when the Cthonic Gods come up to retrieve what belongs to Them - may as well speak with them while they're here. It is the time when the dead are more able to commune and communicate with the living - may as well take advantage of that. I cannot say that anyone who is taking advantage of these things at this particular time of year is wallowing in the descent.
However, those that forget that soon the world will blossom again, that days will grow longer, that the Earth will warm in the spring are the ones wallowing in the descent and the darkness. It's okay to take advantage of the darkening days now, but we must all remember to balance with the light in the spring.