The universe seems to be putting Nepal into my consciousness. I must try and figure out why.

You can do something one time, and maybe it can even change your life or your outlook, but you can still chalk it up to an anomaly. If you do it again, it wasn’t an anomaly.

Practice falling in love without externalizing it.

Simply look me in the eye and tell me what it is you need, what you want… And I will look you in the eye and tell you if I can provide it.

just becomes a wedge, driving you farther and farther from anything resembling unity.

We will share our feelings, our sadnesses, our disappointments, and celebrate our victories as well. I have this problem where moods are contagious. My mood is very much affected by the moods of those around me. I would like to get over that, because sometimes people are stupid and in shitty moods for the dumbest reasons, and why should I let that affect me?

I hereby request a magickal implement, and the knowledge of its use.

It is a constant battle, deciding how much faith you should invest in a person’s authenticity. You take someone at face value, and sometimes you get burned. Later, you tell yourself, I don’t know why I just assumed they were telling the truth about themselves. You react suspiciously, like “nobody could be that insert adjective here,” and then you find out later they were 100% authentic and you, you fucking colossal distrusting jaded toolbag, you blew that relationship. You missed the boat. It could have been fucking amazing, and you blew it.

Much like in The Omen (1976)… The deception begins at birth.

…is SO much easier than climbing.

But it just happens sometimes.

Awaken. Check for clues. Update: This morning I drew Cimeies, associated with finding lost objects. I went back up into the bedroom and immediately located Andras. Thank you, Cimeies.

Maybe you’re like me. When challenged to discuss your personal definition of ritual, or maybe provide some examples of it, you clam up. I mean, sure, you’ve got some. Everyone does. Some are innocuous. Some are ornate. Some are purist, published rituals handed down over decades or centures. Some are personal adaptations, customized to your own sensitivities and comforts. Some are completely private and personal. And that’s okay. But if you’re at the early stage and haven’t “found” your ritual yet, don’t fret. It’s easy enough to “try on” a few of the rituals out there that resonate with you. Or even if they don’t. Try them on anyway. Here’s the thing. When the time is right, your own, deeply personal ritual elements will come to you. They will just show up one day, and they might be so shocking that you think to yourself, “Where did that come from? I’ve never imagined that, I don’t think about that, that’s not my thing…” But trust your gut. That element is there for a reason. Try it on. In private. In the dark. Behind a locked door. Wherever you need to try it on, try it on. And as they come to you, try combining them in different ways. Don’t worry if it’s against the grain. Don’t worry if society wouldn’t approve.* Try it on anyway. This is for you, not for them. * Exceptions: Do nothing that will harm another. Do nothing involving another without consent. This is personal ritual we’re talking about, not a license to be a shitty person.

…is clearly expectation. Let go of the idea that an experience has to be exactly how you pictured it. If you plan out every possibility and have that expectation in your mind, by definition the experience will not live up to that expectation. Maybe it will even be better, but not if you’re focused on the fact that it didn’t meet your expectation. Open your mind, open your heart, open yourself to an experience. To the extent that you can’t stop yourself from building this rickety scaffolding of expectations, try to just allow that to be a passing thought, an observation. Try not to let it color the situation.

There are pros and cons to being a weirdo. Not that you can really choose whether you’re a weirdo or not. I guess the choice is whether to follow your whims or to tame your external presentation to avoid alarming those you interact with. Cons: Pros:

You can’t undo, but you can untangle. That’s what words are for. They take the twisted thoughts in your mind and convert them into signals that you can pass to another sentient being, who can interpret, process and reply back to you with signals of their own. Do it before it’s too late. Will you let go of grievances, or will you let go of the people that caused them? I mean we all have a stack of regrets. Things we should have said or done, things we should’ve have said or done. Should growing old mean drowning in a sea of regrets? Or should it mean doing the hard work of processing them into something useful? Regrets are lessons. Don’t fail the class.