At night I step into my bedroom, softly lit with a small hurricane oil lamp, and look over everything. Recently I reorganized a few things and simplified my room a bit more. This is something I hope to do every day. I see people who have much more than me and wonder why they feel the need to have it. Twenty pairs of shoes, twelve purses, six ( Read more... )

Why would anyone subject themselves to living a "Primitive" life? I think we complicate life too much. Things that were once luxuries quickly became "necessities." Everything comes packaged in a store, and we rely on it. We forget where our food and furniture comes from. We're convinced we "need" things. We just consume and consume. We buy things ( Read more... )

In a thin, tall glass, a flame dances above the liquid, ringed in silver, the small key sticks out. I turn the key, and the flame grows a bit, the wick rising up a little higher. The room glows warmly in the dancing flame of the small oil lamp. As I breathe in, the smell of the lamp hits me, and reminds me of the kerosine heaters my grandfather ( Read more... )

Being back in Kent has been strange. There are some things I will always miss about this place, but at the same time I need to go. Shin and I are working things out, and it's been good so far. It still hurts to see him struggling with no way to fix it just yet. Here's hoping a bloody miracle happens. I am sure things will work out. They always do. ( Read more... )

I sit outside and stare towards the horizon. Hovering above it all is a sliver of the waxing moon, soaring over grey silhouettes of clouds outlined in orange. The orange climbs and fades into a deepening blue and starless sky. As I listen to a song of simple life, I watch the moon soar. She seems to rock gently, climbing steadily on invisible wings ( Read more... )

whispering wings fluttering past, silent in the darkness. I know you're there somewhere, just a breath away. It's the moments just seconds before being hit with divine inspiration. I can see you, lifting your head and opening your lips. You call like the stag in the evening, unafraid of the death that lies in your arms. It is a natural, and timely ( Read more... )

Got my eyes examined today. Can't wait for the cutie glasses I'll be getting. I'm still job hunting like a fiend. Here's hoping I can find something. Driving will be my next task I suppose. Stuff makes me nervous, and I just can't shake it. I'm trying though. Trying real hard. I'm sick of stuff making me nervous. It's to the point that it's making ( Read more... )

As I sit at home with my mother at nearly 27 years old, it makes me wonder about families and how they sometimes seem to grow apart. Some families seem glued to each other, almost afraid to let go. But I wonder if this is a good thing or a bad thing? While family is important, it seems almost trapping if families stay too close together. Or is it? ( Read more... )

So much for SCA stuff. Not sure if I'll be able to get back into it. There are a lot of things that are up in the air right now. Going through a divorce. Well, "dissolution" technically. I'm not bitter about it, and I'll spare the details ( Read more... )

So I've found the outfits I'll be wearing for SCA. Luckily the dresses are SUPER easy to make, and create very little scrap. As a matter of fact, the only time there MIGHT be scrap is if I make the dress with sleeves. All of us are going to save up a little money to get a whole bolt of linen cloth, probably white so we can dye it whatever colors we ( Read more... )