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Sunday, March 01, 2009
When We Make Mistakes

I love you.

Not despite your faults.

Including them.


Friday, February 27, 2009
Raining Inside

I don't know what to do. I'm mad at myself. Every time we get things back on the path to good, something pulls me off again.

I'm insane.

There's something very, seriously, extremely wrong with me.


Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Sometimes...

...I don't want you in my head.


Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Sanity

I've had a lot of up and down lately. Mostly down. I could tell you all about it, but I won't. No sense focusing on the negative.

I've been struggling with D. Or, perhaps more accurately, we've been struggling with each other. Drifting away. Withdrawing into our own thoughts and fears. It's really tough to come back from that.

We haven't had time for each other.

Last night was a step in the right direction. There's finally a hole in the wall.

Yesterday I felt so nasty, that I stayed home. Played with the boy. Tried to sew, but got angry and had to stop. Took a bath. Fought with a friend. Did some dishes. Glared at the washing machine for making the laundry so drippy. Baked.

In the end, we stayed up later than we should have. Kissing, talking, crying, coming back together. It's not fixed, by any stretch. But maybe we can make some more progress tonight.

He's sort of my sanity. It's pretty tough getting by without touching base there fairly often.


Posted at 02:44 pm by Anjelle
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Thursday, February 19, 2009
Stones, Gems, Minerals

Part of our weekend "away" was a simple trip to the City. We went to the Hawthorne district. My favorite part of the City, and apparently one of D's favorites as well. It has a wonderful feel to it. Like home.

We wandered into several shops. Browsing, mostly. At the first, there was a large display case full of crystals and mineral stones. I used to have to focus intently to 'feel' a stone's energy. Now... Just walking into such a place feels light and heady. One particular stone called out to me.

Labradorite.

Later, at a bead shop, wandering the trays of offerings large and small, my eye caught again. Little wonder it was the same stone. Lighter, smaller, but the same.

Labradorite is said to provide quick relief from anxiety, hopelessness and depression, replacing them with enthusiasm, self-confidence and inspiration. It is said to dispell negativity and to bring clear understanding by enhancing clarity of thought and improving one's ability to cooperate with others in harmony. Labradorite is also said to give perseverance, strength and enhanced intuition when one is experiencing times of conflict and change.

If you haven't seen it, you simply must. It's a grey-ish stone with a marble-like texture. The grey can range from misty to midnight. Not much to look at, at first glance. But when the light hits it... Blues, and greens, and little flecks of sparkle shine out at you from beneath the surface.

It reminds me of a thunder storm. (And I hope we all remember how much I adore those.)

So now, of course, I carry a storm in my pocket. It calms me. Energizes me. Clears me. Whatever word you choose, it's a good feeling. Almost as good as the promise of dark clouds and the smell of rain.


Posted at 03:01 pm by Anjelle
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