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 Gonna be quick, have to get my kid to daycare!

Yesterday, I did feel a change come over me (as I bought a bunch of plants and set them up on the balcony, it finally felt like 'home')... a positive one. Weird that the Death card would portray positive things, but perhaps it's not so weird, with my personality! Also had a wonderful chat with my husband at the end of the day that made me feel much closer to him, romantically. 

Today's div:

Me: The Star

Situation: The Emperor

Outcome: 3 of Hearts

I appreciate the positivity! :) Sounds like today I will be hopeful, I will do things to the best of my ability, and I will celebrate at the end. Hooray!
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 OK, this is coming kind of late, but I forgive myself, I'm creating new habits in a new place!

Yesterday's divination was Wheel of Fortune for Me, 3 of Spades for Situation, and 3 of Hearts for the Outcome. Very basic interpretation here - I decided on what I think is the final plan for how I am going to deal with the situation between me and my father; I chose to have a "romantic interlude" with my husband in the middle of the day (I can actually go home for lunch now) which, well, let's just say that things are rough down there when you're 2 months pregnant (ouch), and I celebrated it being Friday night and the weekend approaching - finally! 

I'm going to take a moment to journal a bit more on the stuff about my dad - no surprise, recent events have brought up a lot of feelings that go deep back into my childhood about it. I've gone through a ridiculous amount of cycling emotions over the past few weeks, but I think I've dug down to the nub of it. In short, I'm not happy that an old pattern from my childhood has been brought forward and repeated in my adulthood.

Trying to summarize without TOO many words: When I was 8 years old, I decided that I needed to help my parents communicate better with each other. They were getting along so poorly (their marriage was an abysmal mistake) that I sensed even at that age that it was important for me to do so, in order to try to prevent a divorce and a descent into poverty and chaos. I spent a lot of time talking to one of them, then walking across the house and talking to the other, while revising the words of the first one into terms that the second one could actually understand. I continued doing this work this off and on for the next 16 years. While my efforts were by no means the only reason the marriage hung together and preserved my home, they did have a positive effect, and less than a year after I "quit" the thankless task at 24 - having gotten a job in another city - the divorce finally went forward. I remember jumping around my studio apartment for joy after my mom's phone call letting me know. Unpaid, fruitless, thankless job over and done with, hooray! 

So, what's the connection with getting evicted from my dad's house at 5 weeks pregnant and in the first week of a new job, on the basis of questionable data about vaccine efficiency? (I mean, I happen to also believe that his Pfizer vaccine is next to worthless, but we were in a similar situation back in the winter and using daycare when he was unvaccinated, and we did not get evicted then.) I think it's because, since I was very young, both of my parents got used to letting me do the communication for them, covering over their own weak spots in this regard. Also, there's a side element of "This sort of stuff doesn't faze her, she can take it." Which... well, I did and I can. I genuinely helped prolong their marriage. When my mom quit her plan to provide childcare two weeks before I was due back to work, I hit the pavement and I found an affordable daycare. And now, after my dad evicted me and my family under these stupid circumstances, we enacted a plan we'd mostly put together earlier this year, found a place in the walkable downtown core (though a bit expensive) and have somehow managed to land on our feet.

Nevertheless, I am SICK OF THIS CRAP. Both of my parents, now, have failed me in exactly the categories they swore up and down were their most treasured and highest values (my mom with grandchildren, my dad with keeping the "family castle"). Now, I expect the world in general to give me shit - I'm not owed anything. But I think I do have the right to be A BIT VERKLEMPT when my own family throws the cost of their personal failure on me, and expects me to just take it with a smile. I am not a child anymore, and I am not forced to depend on them - living with my dad was a personal choice, undertaken in part because I had rose-colored glasses about the multigenerational household concept (karma ahoy!). So I don't actually have to accept this treatment ever again. I'm already free, in every way but the emotional. 

But at this point the old relationship of unquestioning trust between me and my dad is burned, dead and buried. So we're going to have to start somewhere new. Now the trick is trying to figure out exactly how to do that, in a way that is both fair to him, but also gets my point across as sharply as is necessary to pierce his thick skull. Too tired to expound on that tonight, and I want to wait several days and meditate on it before I make my move, so more later. 

Let's get divination going for tomorrow at least...

Me: 10 of Spades (Judgment) REVERSED - a gentle reminder to let go of something that needs to change

Situation: 4 of Spades (Death) - Change, endings

Outcome: King of Hearts - warm, loving man (career success?)

Hmm! This is definitely a reading that suggests, "don't resist the change". As to precisely what the change is... I have a few thoughts, but tomorrow will tell. Time to eat some ice cream and get my kid to bed. 
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 We moved, and then it took a few days to get the Internet, and then we switched from wi-fi to ethernet cable and so I had to get a different computer, and then I had to crawl out from under the burden of my own exhaustion. Good times! I've done divination every day and recorded it on a piece of paper. Let's see how much I can record here before the tireds get me...

Saturday: The day of the move, I did not feel strong at all (Strength REVERSED), and did not help nearly as much as our friends. Our family was severed (10 of Diamonds REVERSED). It was a crazy day and I had to sleep with an LED streetlight right in my face (Temperance REVERSED). Days where all three cards are reversed seem to be crazy pretty often, and this was not an exception. 

Sunday: I worked as hard as I could to continue the move (8 of Clubs) and we got a majority of our stuff into the apartment, making it possible to live here, a real but partial victory (The World REVERSED). It was also a hectic, miserable day in which I collapsed into bed for a nap at 3 PM, our child was in distress, and it was impossible to find anything (Temperance REVERSED - yes, again). 

Monday: Back to work - I admit that after the upheaval, I didn't trust anything or anyone to be stable anymore and wasn't sure if I could pull it off (4 of Hearts) but fortunately, everything went very smoothly work-wise (Temperance). I didn't do anything at all on the new house (8 of Clubs REVERSED) but my poor husband worked so hard getting things in the right place he was in bed with a migraine that night. 

Tuesday: I had the quiet internal realization that, one way or another, I am going to have to cut ties with my father, but could not at that time decide on the right way to do that, and also want to wait until we retrieve a few last things out of his house (Death REVERSED). I buckled down at work and it went well (8 of Diamonds). The day ended with us moving a few more steps towards normalcy (The World REVERSED). 

Wednesday: I finally felt myself start to move on from the toxic, ugly atmosphere that I'd been forced to exist under for the last fair bit at my dad's place (6 of Spades). I got the idea that it will need to be an email, the cutting of ties, and that it should have as little drama as possible (The Chariot). I guess I've matured at least that much - there will not be the fireworks that happened with my mother, for sure. Mike got a new video game and started to play it while I watched in the evening - a bonding exercise for us (King of Hearts). 

Thursday: A day in which I felt rather pregnant (Strength REVERSED). I had a moment, first in a long time, where I WANTED to do stretches and exercise and longed to spend as much time as possible outside, and did get to do that some (King of Diamonds). I held myself to the vow of actually cooking eggs on our new stove, and achieved that (The Hanged Man). Step by step, we will move towards normal. I can finally, finally see the path. 

Way too tired to divinate now - I will catch up tomorrow. 


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 Like most nights when I do a big meal, I got so exhausted I fell asleep putting my kid to bed! I decided to prioritize sleep this time :)

I did that whole big post in honor of the Death card - though it tired me, I think it was good to ascertain exactly where I am at this time, in the cycle of destruction, renewal and change. And hey... speaking to the NSA bots is the only influence I have on national politics nowadays. Maybe they took my argument into consideration! ;) 

Yesterday, I took on the burden of pushing the Ecosophian meet-up forward to a final proposal. It was a lot of work towards the end. But... it was done! Burden successfully carried! :)

And the Mystery card - much more subtle than I presumed. But when I came back to my own bed at 3 AM, my husband gasped and said I'd spooked him. I almost never do that - I wonder what it was about me last night? Or about him? Or perhaps I need to look up the hidden 8 of Hearts meaning to figure this one out...

Let's hurry through a divination. 

Me: Jack of Spades - Caution, Potential

Situation: 4 of Hearts - Hesitation to try something new, Fear of past mistakes

Outcome: Jack of Diamonds - Fascination, Wonder, Scholarship

Quick narrative: I am cautiously making my way through my candidacy statement (and I do need to get going on that); heck, the 4 of Hearts could be related to that (I am nervous about sounding dumb or incorrect in writing about spiritual matters), and in the end, I complete it! Or, I read a lot about the Willamette River and that's fine too :)
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Welp. I think the divination might be stronger than my will to fight against it ^^; As for "not learning from mistakes", I ONCE AGAIN left the house planning a string of family events ending with shopping, without the shopping list. So... after a lovely visit to the park, Mike parked far enough away from the house that our toddler wouldn't know where we were, and I hoofed it in the rain to pick up the list. I think this is the THIRD time we've done this, I DID NOT LEARN. Sheesh.

The other cards... sigh. They, too, were correct. First, we had a very unstructured afternoon, where my husband watched a bunch of reviews of new video games. I am uninterested in that world nowadays and did not watch. Instead I did my daily French marathon and read through Reddit - Sunday is my Reddit day. (And limiting it to Sunday has been GREAT for my mental health, FYI!)

And... both the other cards came true, at once. Because I didn't practice sufficient self-discipline during our unstructured afternoon, I went to the reddit forum I have been avoiding for months... r/portland. And of course it was mostly happiness at all the rain and pictures of people's dogs. But... there was also a post, by one individual, a very Portland example of the self-appointed Good People.

She (as it was of course a she, I didn't need to see any pronouns) was a volunteer at one of the mass vaccination sites, and posted "In order to get to 70% vaccinated, we have to talk with and try to UNDERSTAND the people in our lives who don't want to get vaccinated! It's the only way we can CONVINCE them and PROTECT EVERYONE and RESPONSIBLY go back to normal!" Several people on reddit did the reddit thing and bluntly stated "No, we don't have to care. They've made their choice. They're all too stupid to live. Let them die and let's go live our lives again."

And the funny thing... the unacknowledged feelings, or at least the ones I've been quietly wrestling with, all bubbled up to the surface at once. You see - I would have thought the redditors casually wishing death on their neighbors would have bothered me. But they were a RELIEF to read. At least those assholes are going to leave their neighbors ALONE and go back to a normal goddamn life. They are also too lazy to put together anything like a vaccine passport system. They're going to feel superior while achieving nothing, as per the usual reddit way.

But that woman, that volunteer, that true believer. That woman. I bet she truly, truly believes every word she wrote in that post. She is spending all her time and energy doing everything she possibly can to get needles in the arms of every single person she knows. She JUST wants them all to be vaccinated, for everyone's SAFETY... with an untested, brand-new-on-this-earth substance that hasn't even been through enough trials to ascertain its effect on human fertility. Just for starters! Which already has been *proven* to cause significant cases of myocarditis in young men (I consider Israel's side effect reporting as the most cutting-edge and reliable out there). She doesn't - can't - perhaps even won't understand - that everyone getting vaccinated right now who is under 60 and doesn't have a comorbidity is risking their health MORE, not less. She believes in vaccinations creating herd immunity the way an Evangelical believes in salvation by faith. But unlike the Evangelical, she is using every last shred of her Goodness (tm) for something that can - that has already! - caused real health problems in the here-and-now. She's actively demonstrating what road we all get to walk down when we pave it with our "good intentions".

I used to think that people who joined NGOs, or went abroad on volunteer trips, etc. with the best of intentions were a bit naive, but mostly harmless. Oh, how my perspective has changed.

It's not hard, for someone raised with liberal political views (as I was), to sketch out a scenario where "the right" seizes power and enacts fascism. I still don't think that scenario is impossible - I'm half convinced the missteps of the left are going to summon it, demon-style, around roughly 2024 - there's real danger there. But I've finally realized that "the left" can bring about the authoritarian state just as quick, just as strong, just as terrifying. They'd just do it with a smile, telling us all that they just want to HELP! They just want everyone to be SAFE! And you didn't really want all that responsibility of making choices for yourself, did you? You might make the WRONG choice, and we can't have THAT now can we! They'd do it exactly like that woman ALREADY IS DOING. Just as smugly, just as convinced of their absolute intellectual superiority, totally comfortable in their absolute power and patting themselves on the back as to what Good People (tm) they are. The vaccine passport planners ought to hire her! Oh, who am I kidding - they already have. And boy... is she EVER ready, to do her duty to HELP.

It's a weird place to be in - to be praying as best I know how that American society's inertia and laziness and the government's rapidly decreasing tax coffers end up overwhelming the instinct my own 'side' has to HELP. To come to the conclusion that the very obvious path all this is paving for our medical system to pre-emptively turn away the majority of the poor from medical treatment - and for the Good People (tm) to shrug that off as What They Deserve - is the best possible outcome left to us. I have known logically for some time that our "everyone can always come to the emergency room for treatment!" bylaws, lacking Medicare For All, were going to vanish (or be vanished) some way or another. But to see it actually begin to happen... and for it to be the BETTER outcome, because what the group of people I once considered myself a part of would do instead is WORSE... oh, what has happened to my society? :(

Is 2021 going to continue being a parade of randomized 2020 trauma bubbles popping up? Sigh... I already know the answer.

And the hardest of all - I'm going to have to keep intimately navigating these Good People (tm) in my own life... indefinitely. I've sadly but pre-emptively stopped talking to any of my friends who are "pro-science" in that way. I don't hate them, I wish them well, but I don't want to deal with them right now. My father was pushed off, thankfully, with logic (eventually) and my mother is an honest-to-god anti-vaxxer nowadays so whatever else I have to deal with from her, it won't be that. But my mother-in-law is an RN, believes completely that there are no issues with the vaccine, and eagerly told me that if I get vaccinated now, my future child "will have the antibodies". Uh... will they? Is that precisely how the mRNA works?? And, how can she say, when studies haven't even been done yet, whether or not it might prevent me from getting pregnant at all? Or whether those "antibodies" will disfigure or abort my child in the womb? And all this, when I have next to NO chance of getting so much as complications from COVID, given my age and health situation???

But... I will need my mother-in-law, in order for our family to survive adding another child, especially in that brutal first year. It's the biggest unspoken source of tension in my life at this moment - that my mother-in-law is pushing something which could very possibly kill my child if I acquiesce... but I also need her to help me raise that child. She has NO IDEA that this is the situation she's putting me in - no, she's a Good Person (tm), of course. And for her to comprehend the vaccinations, which she is actively sending a whole crop of college students at her clinic to go get, in any less of a favorable light would probably cause a system crash. I don't want that either. She is a good person in so many ways - so much more giving and reliable and helpful than my own mentally ill mother. But I can't compromise on this.

So, she asks my husband about it incessantly on the phone, and he deflects, and I pirouette, and we all continue the dance. He's getting the J&J vaccine next week - it's a slightly better tested vaccine delivery method, I haven't heard about it affecting male fertility, and I pray that no other nightmarish side effects arise - if he panics and goes to the hospital for any reason, that will be half our savings gone at a stroke (gods willing, not with a stroke). He, too, doesn't truly understand what a risk he's taking. He trusts his mother's word exactly as much as he did when he was a child. (She has not yet comprehensively betrayed him, as my parents have me.) So I can't go against his mother any more than I already have, and still keep her in our lives, and my marriage strong. I've chosen to shut my mouth about it and save myself--and hopefully the baby too--and let it be his body, his choice.

I mean... we live in the middle of so much uncertainty. Maybe I am completely wrong. Maybe in December I catch COVID while pregnant, end up on an ECMO, and rue the day I thought I knew better than my mother-in-law. I don't know. There is no such thing as "knowing". All I can do is analyze the data from as many angles as possible, run it through my common sense, and make the best choice available to me at this moment. Right now I believe my future unborn child is in more danger from this vaccine than I am in from COVID, and am living my life accordingly. I'm also taking vitamins, eating healthy, exercising, forming new and more positive social bonds, and trying to get in as good health as I possibly can. I'm hedging every last bet. It's all I can do.

And... this all bubbled up to the surface today because of checking goddamn r/portland. A pox upon it!! Though even I have to admit, as much as I hate modern technology... none of this is the software's fault.

These divinations keep churning up chunks of karma that I'd been putting off dealing with. And for every one I work through, my mind gets clearer, and my heart gets calmer. The SOP also really seems to be helping. So as painful as all this reflection is... I can feel myself getting stronger. That's exactly what I hoped for. So... I am grateful.

Let's quickly get tomorrow's reading done, I've gotta faceplant.

Me: 4 of Spades (Death) - The Cycle of Creation, Destruction, and Renewal

Situation: 10 of Clubs - A Responsibility or Burden

Outcome: 8 of Hearts (The Moon) - Subtlety, Mystery, Instinct

OK... I can see the shape of tomorrow, I think. I may still be working through some of this tomorrow in my own head. I need to pick up the threads of the Ecosophian meet-up and move it forward - a responsibility I've taken on, though a joyful one. And hopefully tomorrow, I will make serious progress on my candidacy statement, which is turning into a recitation of my own religious awakening, a process of mystery if there ever was one. OK! Good work, my psyche! And now... to sleep!
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Welp... I can't predict the events to save my life... but the cards, they do align.

Of course the Me card for today was Death. And - it was correct. I wrote a THIRD reflection on my interactions with the protests in Portland last summer, and sent it to JMG as a private message. No more need, FINALLY, to go into that much of a fourth - I have now spent over 24 hours aggressively processing what I now recognize as a big lump of trauma from just one, just ONE, of the many events of 2020 that came at me at approximately 1000 miles an hour, and completely reshaped my view of the world and my role in it. One I even kind of forgot about until JMG brought it (and all the trauma) right back up, lol!

[Deleted upon further reflection. I made a promise that I would write no more about it, and take on no further karma from last year's events. And so, I will not. Moving on! :)]

I've used JMG and his blog copiously to get me through this mini-crisis, and now that it's over, I'm a bit embarrassed about that. But - I'm literally converting to the dude's religion! He owes me a freebie!! And of course, I won't post anything else on any of his blogs for the next indefinite period of time. But I've managed both to process the whole trauma in a single lump, and not to hold a grudge against the guy who deeply, but also Aspergers-ly, insulted my honor while I was undergoing that. That's **great**. That's the power of the Death card.

Also... it was good to take him down a peg in my esteem. He's just a person, who can be an asshole like any other. He's not my friend. He's not even my guru, not really - he's more of a doorway, through which I can walk, and finally get started on the work I am meant to do in this lifetime. And that's more than enough.

The King of Diamonds - I ended up finding happiness in my spirituality, by overcoming the first serious challenge to it (I even declared my honesty before the gods, and asked to be cursed if I told a single lie, and with great effort, I finally told my story with **searing** self-honesty) and celebrated by finally adding a second element to my daily SOP. It's been an entire month since I added the first... I'm honestly wondering if there was THAT much crud in my mental world, that I had to banish off, before I could manage to memorize what was - honestly - not that much text.

The Queen of Diamonds - wow - I did achieve, through all this, a bond between the internal and external. A fusion of two parts of me, the liberal-leaning woman raised in Portland, and the rational mind I have spent so many years cultivating telling me that it was time to move on from that. And so I am.

Honestly this is almost creepy. But - I am so grateful to my cards, for guiding me so well through this part of my life. And it's been... a week? A week! A week 0_0

Uh... let's do tomorrow's, huh?

Me: The Hierophant - Tradition, Spiritual Authority, Deception

Situation: 6 of Clubs (The Tower) - A Revelation or Drastic Shift in Perspective

Outcome: 9 of Clubs (The Sun) - Clarity, Simplicity, New Life

Hoo boy. Well... I am not going to work too hard at predictions just yet... I will try to fall to the tradition/spiritual authority side and not the deception side (though I need to apply for jobs tomorrow, so who knows?), I will keep my mind open in preparation for the Tower - not all my revelations I've had have been terrible, many have been quite the opposite, so this could be the same - and I very much like the outcome. Will it be connected to the Tower event, or will it just be "Megan cooks a nice dinner from that Mennonite cookbook"? I guess we'll find out!
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Let's make a separate post for tomorrow's cards... after the marathon of writing I did today, at least 20,000 words... sheesh...

Me: 4 of Spades (Death) - The Cycle of Creation, Destruction, Renewal

Situation: King of Diamonds - Generosity, Happiness found in Nature or Spirituality

Outcome: Queen of Diamonds - A Bond between the Internal and External, Mastery - not Control - of Nature

Well... this seems clear(ish) to me. The Death card is me, going through yet another painful (yet necessary) change this year, which I went into great detail in on the previous post. The King is hopefully referring to me both taking the shopping carts back to the grocery store, and to finally getting off my duff and making that monthly donation to the food bank I've been planning for a while. And the Queen... I wonder if it's to do with the garden? I have to pull up some potato plants tomorrow (probably). Hard to say.

Well, if I've learned anything over the (checks) 5 days I've been doing this so far - it's that my life is always exciting! So we'll see! :)

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