So a project I’ve been working on for the past year (and change) has FINALLY launched. I’ll be posting more about it later — lots more, because I’ve once again fallen in love with my career and it’s taking over my life. I’m pretty okay with that.
But before I get to that, in order to celebrate a launch, one must have a launch party! And for a launch party, one must buy FABULOUS shoes.
Aside from my epic sparkly heels (which I kicked off by the end of the night, because that’s the kind of classy I am), my friend Nancy agreed to be my date for the evening and was lovely and charming. We had a great time and I’m so glad she was able to make it,
Now the work continues … but I’m glad we got some fun, too.
Once equipped with the tools to create their future, we move on from the Magician and make a visit to the High Priestess.
When confronted with the High Priestess, the hero begins to address the question of knowing. Knowing themselves, knowing their boundaries, knowing the truth. As Yeshe Rabbit, the founding High Priestess of CAYA Coven, puts it: She is where the buck stops.
To be the High Priestess, you must trust your knowledge. Not just intellectual information, but knowing, and intuition. It’s being able to take the information you have (whatever channels you may have received it through), consider it, and make a decision that you can stand by. Even when others hesitate. You must be the one others can rely on for guidance.
Sometimes the High Priestess is hard for me. I like to have proof, numbers, data, information. But I don’t always get it – sometimes the choice has to be made. The more I grow as a person, and the more I grow into my career, the more I find I must be able to make big decisions and be willing to stand by them. It’s hard, and I tend to show my doubts too easily – I’m still working at presenting a (relatively) serene face.
When the High Priestess appears, ask yourself where you can rely on your own inner knowledge? Are you depending too much on the opinions of others? What areas of your life do you need to be better at being the one who is willing to make a call? Can you see the way to help ohters?
Onward we continue, through the major arcana and the journey of our intrepid hero. (Yes, I know, technically I should be calling myself a heroine, but I reject your gendered paradigm and substitute my own.)
Once off on a journey, the hero of this story must learn that she possesses the power to create her own reality. The tools are there, but one must have the will to use them and the knowledge that they can are capable. After all, it’s belief in one’s ability that is often the most difficult part of anything.
Once again, this card showed up at a pretty relevant time in my life. I’m female, so I’ve been socialized to wait for permission a lot. Between my gender and my family’s tendencies to prefer invisibility to making waves, I’ve spent a lot of time frustrated that I wasn’t getting ahead. Only it’s been made clear that what is holding me back is the will. I have the tools, I have the ability, and now it’s up to me to make something with them. It’s not going to be an easy road, but the will is the first step.
When the Magician shows up for you, ask yourself what you want to achieve? What do you feel is missing? Whatever it is, you have the ability to make it manifest in your life. The tools are there, and the skill is available. It’s up to you to channel the will and begin the work to bring it into being.
I hate to be a boring blogger, but sweaters in progress really are not all that exciting. I am still knitting on the Lammas sweater, which is slowly growing. It is not very exciting to look at, and still appears terrifyingly small.
I’m pretty sure it will actually fit when it’s all said and done. If not me, then someone. Preferably me, however, because I really need a sweater this color. At least I’m nearing the end of the body and I will be able to stop counting rows for a while.
Okay, this is one of those posts that’s going to be a little embarrassing. Maybe a lot embarrassing. I’ve been feeling the urge to go through and purge things lately, and I finally decided to tackle my clothes.
I might have a small problem with clothes. I actually don’t like shopping, but I’ve been the same size since I was around 15, and between gradual accumulation and clothing swaps, I’ve gotten entirely too many things. A lot of which no longer suit me, but I held onto because they fit. Only I found myself feeling overwhelmed by my options, and yet hating most of the things I had.
This is what my closet looked like before. (I didn’t photograph the dressers.)
I’ll admit that this is just a first-level sort. I didn’t make especially tough choices, and there were some things, like sundresses, that I haven’t touched at all because we’re still using them for the tarot project and I may need some for costumes. So those just got moved to the other side with the (also unsorted) ballgowns.
That said, I wound up with about 10 grocery bags of clothes to get rid of, and cut my skirts down by 1/3 and my dresses down by at least half. I suspect there’s still quite a bit of curation to be done, in terms of making tough choices and carefully bringing in new pieces that fit my style, but it looks a lot better now.
Hopefully it will make getting ready less of a chore and I will settle on some sort of personal style that works for me!
The baby squirrel sweater is starting to almost look like a sweater. It’s a sweater body at least, even if it’s missing arms and a button band. And buttons. The latter two of which are my least favorite parts of sweater knitting. Picking out buttons is shockingly difficult.
It’s a good thing that I’m so close, too, because the baby in question was born a few days early! So I’m even more behind than I thought. I’m sure his parents are too sleep-deprived to notice, but it is good motivation to get this sweater finished and sent off in time to be worn.