Spooky Season, Indeed.

"Walls have ears.

Doors have eyes.

Trees have voices.

Beasts tell lies.

Beware the rain.

Beware the snow.

Beware the man

You think you know."

-Catherine Fisher

"To You Scorpio...

 … I give a very difficult task. You will have the ability to know the minds of men, but I do not permit you to speak about what you learn. Many times you will be pained by what you see, and in your pain you will turn away from Me and forget that it is not I but the perversion of My Idea that is causing your pain. You will see so much of man that you will come to know him as an animal and wrestle so much with his animal instincts in yourself that you will lose your way; but when you come back to Me, Scorpio, I have for you the supreme gift of Purpose.” 

-Martin Schulman, Karmic Astrology

October

"I will cut adrift—I will sit on pavements and drink coffee—I will dream; I will take my mind out of its iron cage and let it swim—this fine October." -Virginia Woolf

I Know.

Oh. My. God.

So, if you read my last post, in one month, I've gone from a Spring & Summer of broken pipes, and torn up lawns, and collapsing garden beds, and invasive weeds, and death, and glitches, and a mini neighborhood crime wave to collapsing porch railings, massively clogged downspouts, broken down fences, a dog that's refusing to eat most days, broken furniture delivered on the (wrong) rainiest day possible, windstorms & power outages, and bursting kitchen faucets ... And that's honestly just the highlight reel. It's safe to say that 2024 is absolutely kicking my tail⁠— not necessarily in a bad way, but not in a not-bad way either (if that makes sense).

Staying Afloat

Oof.  Reviewing the last three months of my calendar trying to figure out what to write in this moment, I am completely dumbstruck that August has come to an end.  Ok, ok if you're less than new here you know I kind of do this ... Often.  Like, how can any one person be SO utterly bamboozled by the time of year, or the incessant passing of days?  You're probably wondering, and I mean, don't get me wrong I'm not like a startled baby seeing a rainbow prism for the first time dancing across the wall on a sunny day or anything...

Pink Makes Me Happy When I'm Blue

“Colorful artwork can trigger the release of dopamine, a neurotransmitter associated with pleasure and reward, leading to feelings of happiness and well-being.” 

-Dr. Shivani Khetan, Expressive Arts Therapist

The Matter

"I am, somehow, less interested in the weight and convolutions of Einstein's brain than in the near certainty that people of equal talent have lived and died in cotton fields and sweatshops."

-Steven Jay Gould

Marked Safe From Juneuary 2024

I know I can't possibly be the only person out here that finds living in an era of pervasive sensationalization ... 

Exhausting.