Sorry, didn’t mean to get y’all excited. I’m not writing one — I’m making one. A hobby of mine is to bind books — usually just quick hand sewn ones, made of scrap paper with a nice (soft) cover. I use them for temporary journals or lists.
Failure has been a theme in my life for several months now, and I’ve been thinking about it a lot. At first glance failure and success are opposites: to fail is to not succeed and success is an absence of failure. In my ruminations, however, I’ve come to understand that while they may be polarized, more often they are intertwined in a complex relationship.
Anyone know where I might find an “I heart Goddess” or “What Would Goddess Do” lanyard? Even better, “What Would Hekate Do?”
It’s for a friend in Kiev.
I’m kind of nervous. I’m going back to school tonight.
It’s a study prep course for the SPHR exam — the highest level of certification in the HR world. It only has a 54% pass rate, so I am probably not going to pass it the first time around . .. and that’s why I’m taking the night class.
It’s been awhile since I was in school. I hope I remember how to learn.
He was just remarking to me today that he’s so glad I turned him on to Peter Gabriel — an artist who just keeps getting better with age. This video, just a few years old, is proof.
Of course, if you want a comparison . . . here’s the original.
he knows why . . .
No video, just the music. Enjoy.
In 1950’s America, the equality of man envisioned by the Declaration of Independence was far from a reality. People of color — blacks, Hispanics, Asians — were discriminated against in many ways, both overt and covert. The 1950’s were a turbulent time in America, when racial barriers began to come down due to Supreme Court decisions, like Brown v. Board of Education; and due to an increase in the activism of blacks, fighting for equal rights.
I just got a chance to see the proofreader’s copy of an article I wrote late last year. It’s called “Keep Walking” and is in the next issue of SageWoman.
It’s raw. It’s real. I’m blessed my words keep reaching others.
“Winner of Michelin’s Three Star, Forbes Five-Star, AAA Five Diamond, and Wine Spectator’s Grand Award, Joël Robuchon has redefined Las Vegas fine dining.” Yes. We knew this was going to be a special occasion, a once in a lifetime meal, and we were not disappointed.
Entering, we were struck by the opulence of their version of a French Country manor. Velvet covered chairs and lounges in deep jewel tones of purple and blue, with white and silver furniture, overhead a huge crystal chandelier sparkled.
The Wild Hunt has a stunning articleabout a Wiccan woman’s recent traumatic experience with the new body scanners and the accompanying opt-out procedures. It’s pretty clear that the ‘opt out’ is deliberately invasive and humiliating so as to convince others to go through with the x-ray scanner instead. Hey, what’s a little radiation? Any problems from it are in the future, not now.
