sorry typepad is having an uneven image display day. this post really misses everything in the world about context without them for anyone who only sees a file name...
Here we are: a congregation of All in the season of Sagittarius.
brought to you by both sides of one of my favorite-ever Preachers of Fire aligned with this particular astro-sect.
I used to drink -far too easily and to outrageous excess. This "worked" for me in a scarily easy to rationalize kind of way from my twenty fourth birthday until I was twenty six, newly married, and J wasn't having it the afternoon he came home from work to find me passed out on the bed for the third time in the work week. Once I was up and cognizant he said to me "we aren't living this way." And I noticed he slid the we in there. Not making it an "I" thing or a "you" thing. I saw the organism of alchohol's wholecloth and understood something very important that didn't distill into words for another few days. In which I didn't drink. And then just continued not drinking month after year. And still do not. It's one of the few accomplishments I can truly claim that I perceive worth mentioning as 'a thing I'm doing with-in my life'.
Two different Jims told me loud and clear to knock that shit off in two completely different ways and moments of my younger life experience. I just realized that about a month ago. It was a major piece of life-review settled effortlessly into place within the over-arching context of a collaborative writing project I was invited to join.
I wonder what might have happened if the original Jim had been gifted with a partner or spouse as on point as my own Jim was and remains for me?