March 4th, 2004

high energy magic

Glad I ate... reading the cards will do that to me.

Did a reading for a friend. This is the first time I've seriously picked up the deck in some time; I'm glad to see that my skills are still up there. It took me a moment to get back in, but I'm still able to maintain that level of focus necessary to get a good reading.

I just lost almost an hour there. I started going out around 10:50-something, and I was completely out at 11:18. The most of my mind, the personality part, ducks out of the way, and writerbrain with stimulus engages, only it's not about writing, it's about someone on the other end of the chat and the stimulus coming in from the cards. It's 11:59, and I'm finally fully resident again.

Evidently I sound a lot different when I'm in the zone. More confident, for one, I'm sure. In my usual talking-with self, I'm giggly and slangy and all different kinds of perky. When I do this, I go Out, and I speak very much more articulately with much more assuredness about the private, personal, and emotional lives of people I don't know well enough to ordinarily make such statements about. I think that part of my inability to remember everything I say and know in such state is part of the confidentiality agreement between That Which Is and the person for whom I'm doing the reading.

I don't often have the opportunity to do readings for people I don't know at all, but when I do, evidently I'm similarly accurate. The lady from work who used to call me Diane was impressed, and she walked into the reading skeptical and determined that it was going to be excessively silly. I spent quite some time on that one, too.

marxdarx walked in when I was in the kitchen putting the bread away, and I jumped. I'm usually not that abstracted. I go out so well that sometimes I have trouble coming back and staying back. Food and sleep help: I'm having carrots and marinated mushrooms, and I'll crash out when I'm done writing and done munching. He noticed that I was way-out. I haven't usually been that way-out; I've been staying on earth of late. For the past year, actually. I think. Mostly.

It's been almost half an hour and I'm not completely back. I'm out of practice, and I lack the environmental stimuli needed to shock me back into myself. I have figured out why it is that some witches seem to lose their powers when they become pregnant, and why some seem to gain. It depends on the perspective. If you look at it from the point of view that you must be able to totally lose yourself and not be aware of even your own body, just that which you're focusing on, and that you should be able to consciously choose what you're focusing on, or have it be an academic subject or have it chosen for you -- in that way, when you're given over to a child, you've got that gone. You have part of your attention on the child at all times when you're on duty. They never leave your thoughts for long, and can gain your attention back at any time just by speaking. But, if you take into account the additional depth of perception that comes with the full caring for another, extra dimensions are added to the power. You know when they're up to something, when they're sad, happy... it takes training, but you get it, in time, when all goes right, and you've got the capability. If it's related to them, nothing is impossible. If it isn't, it depends how much time and energy you can spare...

But it's power to wilfully command, or power that's devoted. I can't monofocus two places at once, and I haven't had the meditative practice yet to remain aware and communicative while still monofocusing, to not be jolted out by the necessity of dealing with something. Not when I'm down that deep. I haven't been able to go into programmingtrance with the Little Fayoumis present; that's the same ability, put to a different use. The same level of focus.

I'm still sliding sideways. It's best for me going completely out to get me when I'm a little tired, but it does a number on how coherent I'm going to be afterwards, and my recovery time as well. Once while on the phones, I was connected to a woman who needed an ear and some insight, and so I was, and I had to use a fifteen minute break card in order to recover from that one. Shrimpy charged my coffee, and I was so drained I needed the boost. (For new readers: "Shrimpy" is a former schoolmate and co-worker, someone whose training was briefly given unto me that I school him on the responsible use of his powers and not being a twit. He and Darkside were in the same classes, and had the same given name.)

This is an almost normal tired-spaceout, now. I like to be almost coherent when I hit bed -- makes for far saner dreams.
exhausted, tired, Azzsleep

Practice makes perfect.

The day before yesterday, I worked on the twelve minus series with the Little Fayoumis. Yesterday, he came home with his twelves fast math about 3/4 completed, versus the 1/2 completed sheets he had been bringing home (and then squirreling out of practicing with me).

I suspect we'll be getting some more complete problems today.
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running, bomb tech

Gas boycott?

There's an e-mail going around about organizing a boycott of Exxon and Mobil for the rest of the year, based on the current gasoline prices versus the actual cost of producing gasoline and the assumed abundance of same, with the rationale for choosing those companies that they're the biggest.

I'm not reproducing the actual text of the e-mail here, because it's lengthy and I'm not sure that I entirely agree with it. I dislike the amount of control the oil companies have over the US. However, I'm not sure that organizing a boycott of gas companies based on market share is an answer that will do the society long-term good. Perhaps organizing a boycott of gas companies based on their willingess (or rather, lack thereof) to look to alternate fuels and their support of research in energy conservation and efficiency?

On a personal level, there are things that consumers can do to reduce their overall use of gasoline. Planning routine tasks for efficiency -- not taking separate trips to accomplish each trip, using alternate modes of transportation when possible (walk, bus, carpool), doing things in off-peak hours to avoid the nastiness of rush hour -- probably more.

I am very much encouraged by the article I saw some months ago about a method of breaking down garbage into its component parts, and extracting all number of useful substances from same. A good portion of the substances produced were oils, gasoline, and fertilizer. If we can't make the transition from a gasoline economy so quickly, perhaps we can at least move away from a fossil gasoline economy.
running, bomb tech

The storm, my best friend

In the span of an afternoon, we've managed to turn Eeek! Thunder and lightning! into OK, I'm getting ready to go out and see the storm, my best friend. Hell if I know how we pulled it off, though.

He put on jacket, socks, and shoes to go outside pretty much before I caught up with the fact that he meant he was going out to watch the storm. I dumped my turquoise raincoat over his head, grabbed my own umbrella, and we went out.

There was a bit of hail. We watched the lightning and tried to figure out where the thunder was coming from. After things died down some, we went and puddlesplashed.

Yay for rain.
running, bomb tech

Quote of the Day:

"I should have stuck with the Mafia. At least they're honest about what they do."

Says the woman working for the former drug dealer/extorter/etc, to the woman whose paycheck is mostly funded by Phillip Morris.