since the tea section appears to be well-liked, and it's becoming a bit unwieldy, i thought i would create a separate page with categories for ease of use!
i would love to try more teas, but i find myself gravitating towards the types i'm already familiar with and know i will enjoy. it can be an expensive hobby, and it feels terrible to not like a tin and waste it!
my prior entry was a bit dramatic, wasn't it? i think i've been upset over my injury. when at last i felt the tug of desire my body simply refused! it really is frustrating, but a needed lesson. taking care of myself is often the last thing on my mind when it really should be the first.
oh and, thank-you for the lovely guestbook comments, don't be shy about dropping a link to your site! i love to see them.
why i always return to drawing will remain a mystery, i think. i have no ultimate goal, no vision, nothing to truly say;
i simply like it.
i feel a charlatan. a fake. a copy of a copy of a copy. no original ideas or reason. producing worthless things and contributing nothing. but still, i want to do it. maybe someday i will have something to say, or maybe i won't. but i don't think i will regret the pursuit.
i threw myself in too deep. i sit here with my wrist in a brace, waiting for the days to pass so that i may return to my pointless endeavors. i need to strengthen my body, i've let it wither too long. as the years slip through my fingers i've come to recognize the fragility of my existence. so worried about the meaning of it all i've forgotten how to simply be.
as much as we may wish otherwise, our bodies cannot be untethered from our selves. take care of your body, treat it well, for it is the vessel through which you experience this world. a mind cannot thrive in an atrophied husk.
SIX OF SWORDS
transition, change, rite of passage, releasing baggage
what baggage do i need to leave behind?
FOUR OF SWORDS - REVERSED
exhaustion, burn-out, deep contemplation, stagnation
in the early months of the year i worked, as if posessed, on a project. it was my whole world, fighteningly so. and when i inevitably fell out of love with my vision, and into disappointment and despair at my failure to bring it to life, i didn't know what to do with myself. i rested for a while. and then rest became all i knew. i longed for the passion to reignite, and looked to the cards for guidance.
as is often the case, the advice was obvious.
alright, fine, i'll get back to work already!
"action is not the result of motivation,
but the cause of it"