Ok, things are good. Worked on redecorating the office/work room and went shopping. Snagged me a Buddhist tone bell, which I love, new inscense, finally hung the sword up, and created a new hook for my handy dandy ritual gear. Finally found a Buddhist chant cd, haven’t listened to it yet, but from its description, it should be the tonal singing. If not, I know Borders has one. This place is really shaping up nicely.

Well, I finally got my concise anglo-saxon dictionary in the mail, and here are the sub-final results of my research into the root words of “wicca”:

wicca: m. wizard, magician, soothsayer, astrologer
(please keep in mind that this word is not just left for males because it’s masculine) (actual anglo-saxon root: wicga)

wicce: f. witch (found in AElfric and the Old English Glosses)

So Gardner wasn’t too far off, but that’s given that these words are recent additions to the anglo-saxon vocabulary (potential fix?) and have only been found in a couple places, which still leads me to be skeptical of whether or not they actually did exist. Now to go hunt down the texts they were found in, with the original language to do a translation.

some people judge their worth by how much trust other people are willing to give them, and how much use they can be to other people. and some people just give up.

the tears will eventually fall.

If coffee is god, I have found its consort. Today, my caffinated lipstick arrived in the mail. Nice coffee red lipstick, complete with shot of caffeine every time I lick my lips. Now I definitely have reason to kiss myself every day.

In other news, school was much better today. Having an instructor that actually knew what he was talking about and could relate the topic to the rest of us confused massage therapists was nice. Now that that is all over with, I hope we never have to see that other annoying instructer that feels the need to laugh every time she gets uncomfortable with us. *grrr* Now, it’s time to go caffeinate myself to see how good this colour looks on me.

So, today I got to do energy work part 2. All went well until the polarity 1 course this afternoon. Yep, I’m a pagan, no, I don’t believe in polarity therapy. IMO Polarity therapy is the psychology of the massage field and in agreement with my priest, it’s the layman’s way of not having to go the long route and get trained in Reiki. The westernization of eastern medicine. Lovely concept. Well, to add to that, the instructor was one I really didn’t like. She has this lovely little habit of not actually answering the question. She spends more times running circles around the subject than an Irish Bard telling a story. Basically, she said that we are welcome to advocate and “suggest” that our clients change their diet to reflect the Polarity lifestyle. Well, one minute problem….the Ethics code that certified and licensed massage therapists have to abide by specifically states that nutritional council is outside our scope of practice and can potentially result in the loss of our license. I wonder if she’s read the ethics code since she graduated. At any rate, I felt more relaxed after the class, but that’s because of all the rocking. I didn’t feel any more balanced than I did before the class, but that’s because my Therapeutic touch partner did an excellent job and made me feel balanced again. *sigh* And I still need to work on that meditation. Maybe I’ll do that tomorrow night after yoga. I get me time, so I guess I should start using it more wisely.

So, today I got to play around with energy and work with it in a slightly therapeutic manner. The whole discussion got me a new meditation topic, so beware, there will soon be another entry to my book of enlightenment, coming to a freakchylde site soon. Basically, it’s in regards to Einstein’s theory of relativity and something that was brought up, theoretically, in class. No, we’re not rocket scientists, or even scientists, but….with Einstein’s theory, someone could theoretically launch a person (matter) at the speed of light squared and they would vaporize into energy. Now, please remember this is just theoretical. If that were the case, given the amount of “I’ve seen the light” tales we get, could we also not theorize that when death comes upon us, the transformation that takes place causing the light could not possibly be us turning into pure energy? Another classmate of mine suggested the potential following the previous experiment and then ending up in another dimension, like warp drive, which would also go along with my views of death in that we transfer to a different plane like we never died, as opposed to reincarnation. But that’s for later exploration. Other than that, yoga left me feeling much better than I have been lately.

I hate ups and downs. Woke up down today, so I’m going to stay at home and spend some much needed time with the 3 terrors. My Scotsman is off gaming and whatnot, so I’m going to pamper myself and hopefully bring me back to my normal cheerfully misanthropic self.

Happy 4th! Go out, celebrate the defacement of the documents that gave birth to this country. But by all means, pay respects to the people who defended it so the people on a hill could destroy it. And yes, I’m being cynical and all that other stuff. Our government is pathetic IMO at the moment. And no, I will not be watching fireworks and getting all “patriotic” tonight. If I was going to do that, I’d be protesting most of the “patriot” bills that congress has passed and is working on. Cheers, don’t blow anything up.