It Stings a Little...
The truth, that is. My mother used to tell us kids that when she would catch us in a lie. She would say that we shouldn't bother lying because she knew at least 50% of the things that we thought that we got away with.
Internally, I knew that wasn't true. I already got into trouble for things that I didn't do. Like, a lot of times. My brother and cousin who lived with us were both older and my mother had a temper. There was a definite incentive to be the one that didn't get caught. Unfortunately, that meant more throwing each under the bus than we probably needed to have happen. We were kids though.
I learned a couple of lessons from being raised like this. I learned that fear doesn't work as a motivator. I learned that lying was stupid, that somehow you got in more trouble if you got caught. It was far easier to skirt the lines, rather than lying, to simply omit the truth.
As an adult, it makes me weird about lying. If I do something that I said I woudn't do or if I say I will do something and then don't do it, I am embarassed. It causes stress. The lesson learned from this now, I feel just as guilty if I do it to myself. Saturn-day morning Magick didn't happen this week.
Sage Bundles Happened
Work, journaling, feathers crafted into fans and ritual happened. Life happened and I have plenty of pics to show for it. I just don't have the time to post them all and wrangle this computer. Perhaps I should be working on my time magick skills?
Oddly, it wasn't because we didn't do the work. Nope. It was the logging of it. I spent the most of the day logging images, only to have them not be able to post. Issue with the computer, which Brian fixed but it is late now and so yes... Maybe I should be aiming for Weekend Witchery instead?
The Learning Curve and Steem
I have pretty much used the experience to track my own style and see what works. I have worked for myself for a long time but there is something to be said for having a direct client telling you what to do. They make demands and deadlines and therefore I have to have something to show by a certain date and time. On here I don't. This whole Steem experiment has tested me to know myself, caused me to think about my actions in a different light and to really appreciate the early bloggers and vloggers out there. The ones that did it for their hearts and because it was fun. The ones that found time to make it fun.
It is a reminder to do what you love and in order to make it work, it needs to come from the heart.
It is a lesson ingratitudes, that is for sure!
Tonight is for Meditation
I haven't lost my path. I have been practicing and meditating. I have been active. I have 3 meditations to download. I have pictures to organize and post. Writing has been for others, but the process has been personal, honest and raw. When the timing is right, I will write about it. For now, words of the process without the details will have to suffice.
Until Next Time
At the end of the day, and it is well past that, we do only have the now. I found that image on pinterest under weheartit.com btw. We do what we can, we try to get into a routine and then we try to go forward. That is all that we can do. So, pictures for tomorrow. It's cuddling time :D
Night Steem!