The War on Nature

Apparently the Duluth city government are nothing more than UnAmuriCon Damnable Hippie Drug Abusing Terrorists, Every Last One Of Them, And They Should Be Sentenced To Years In Prison Because They Are Criminals, And Not Even Sick.

Or something.

Another possibility, of course, is that Duluth has a courageous and skillful prankster on its hands.

Either way, it proves the utter futility of outlawing certain plants.

y’know, I really love living in Maine…

… and for a variety of reasons. The sky in Maine is wondrous; a rich shade of deep blue on clear summer days, yet invitingly close at night (the moon and stars seem closer somehow); the beaches, sand and rocky, connect one with the salt-water blood of the earth in a compelling way; the mountains rise majestically from the pine forests; the people are generally friendly and laid back, and will cut you a lot of slack if you’re a freak like me.

But mostly, I think it’s the foul-smelling, raging evil mutant wolf-beasts from hell that make me feel so at home here.

Just sayin’.

EDIT: this story is still growing….

Balance, and writing

I’m trying to get my legs under me again, in a metaphorical sense. It seems as if my center — that sense of stability I experience when I am grounded — is shifting again. I feel off-balance too much of the time.

I saw the nearly-full moonrise tonight, a beautiful, huge, round eye looking down at me from just above the downtown Portland skyline. I walked home from work and went around the Back Bay. Every time I was given a choice in terms of which way to walk, I followed the moon. She always leads the way well.

I’ve started writing again. The idea that’s been brewing in my head for years now, a large writing project exploring the intersection of paganism with history, politics, metaphysics, and theology is starting to take shape. I’m using a really cool TiddlyWiki page as my nonlinear notebook, as a place to scribble down ideas, useful quotes from sources (think notecards), and do outlines, all from one central location accessible to me from anywhere online.

I think my rediscovery of balance is definitely going to have to include writing.