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    Weekly Log #93: Broken, broken, broken

    My weekly ritual for looking at the week that was. Oh, my poor, poor neglected log, on my poor, poor neglected website. To match my poor, poor neglected life. I went through a really rough couple of weeks, but I believe I’m better now. Maybe. I’m going to call this a “truce log”, and it shall serve as a stand in for all the weeks I did not log. I spent one week crying. That’s no exaggeration. I had my period and *all the despair* and I did nothing but cry and watch Netflix. On top of that I had the most horrific days at work, on a level I…

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    Weekly Log #92: Emerging, a little

    My weekly ritual for looking at the week that was. Lateness of this log brought by the “Exhaustion with no name”. I’m constantly exhausted and I don’t know why. Logging time. I went to an ashram. For real! It was my first time at an ashram, and it was actually pretty awesome. It involved mostly chanting and beautiful surroundings. Also, swinging on a swing, conversations with a wise friend and lots of sunlight. A breath for adventure and new experiences. People. What are they like!? Why they be so confusing?!? I don’t know, but I’ve had experiences this week of people being… “human” and not “peopling” in the right way,…

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    Weekly Log #91: She’s A Writer

    My weekly ritual for looking at the week that was. For this week’s log, I want to write about Big Things that Happened and at the same time I want to Silent Retreat everything that happened. So I might do both. Also, I have lost track of which week this log applies to, so I’m just going to log and leave it at that. “She’s a writer”. I actively heard those words. I wasn’t meant to hear the words, but I did, and it made me so happy I was positively glowing for a long while afterwards. Even so, I can tell my heart is not big enough to hold…

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    Weekly Log #90: The Study of Fairy Tales

    My weekly ritual for looking at the week that was. Nothing much happened this week… but there were a lot of fairy tales. It’s logging time. I’ve been feeling pretty good lately. The heaviest feelings seem to have paused. A breath of gratitude for this. I feel mostly at peace. I’ve discovered this tv series called “Once Upon a Time”, and I’ve been hopelessly addicted to it. It’s a great way to explore the subject of fairy tales, something I feel strongly and ambivalently about. Work. It’s just… boring and work-y. I swear I have moments when I feel a certain deep seated “sickness”, and I don’t want to serve…

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    Weekly Log #89: Deeper into Sadness

    My weekly ritual for looking at the week that was. Surprise! It’s skip-a-week log! Because I couldn’t even at the start of the week, and then the log took too long. We’re here now, and that’s what matters. It wasn’t a good week, but then again, I’m not in a good place right now. The title of this log “Deeper into Sadness” is a reference to a process I decided to go through during the weekend. I had had enough of having “one foot in hope one foot in surrendering” so I made a commitment to go fully into grief and “letting go”. It was… interesting. When I was sad,…