I wrote a whole post on this, but it was so stream-of-consciousness complicated that I figured no one would make heads or tails of it anyway.
So, let me sum up this week's insights:
Dark Goddesses have a funny way of showing that they care. Clearly, the one I'm attached to thinks I need to work on some things. Ms Big Dark & Scary had a lot to say in a very small number of words - she's blunt like that.
People who complain about their normal kids and normal lives irritate me - at least in part because while I don't think our little corner of chaos is so bad, clearly if their lives are awful, ours must be worse by their standards, and how dare they judge my life?
how dare they judge my life - see, there we go with things I need to work on again. It's not a contest. Maybe, perspective wise, their life really is awful. They're the same sorts of people who say useless things like "God doesn't give you more than you can handle" and Ms. Scary says, "aren't you glad I think you rate higher than village idiot?"
I wonder sometimes if being open to the possibilities that magick allows makes for a chaos filled life. I still don't know what the answer is, but I know that I ought to sit down a little more often and carve out time to meditate on that and on the guidance of my Gods.