This is a picture of my Goddess the Morrigan. I got closer to her this Samhain in Boston. The theme of the Witches Ball was tarot. The Death card was what the people who gave the Ball chose. I chose the 9 of Cups which represents me. It was the wish card and I had wished to be able to put flowers on my grandmum’s grave in Lynn. That is why I chose little red riding hood as my costume. I also had to face the wolf. Not only Joe, but my whole past. I did that. I knew he would not show up, but I had to give him the chance to be a man of honor. I am free now.
One of the gifts in the gift bag was a picture of the Fool card in tarot. I embraced and accepted the death card and now I embrace and accept the Fool card in my life. A new Beginning.
Some people you just have to say fuck you too. Joe is one of those people. He has to live with himself.
I will be ok. I will be more then ok.
I am rolling with the changes since my trip to Boston.
I know it has been a while since I have written on my online journal, but I was finishing up my therapy I started in AZ. I faced the wolf and defeated my past. Can move forward now. I am at peace with my past. I accept what is.
Boston is dead to me. He is a coward. In therapy they said I needed to draw a line and I did, even though I knew he would not take the chance to prove to me and the world that he is a man of honor and moral courage. I have more respect for David Duke and Don Black and the other White Nationalists I met through Stormfront then I do for Joe Kennedy II. I visited the Kennedy graves and said Fuck you. In therapy they taught me that some people are evil and are not worthy of your friendship. I am free now.
Boston has changed so much for the worst. I still have the family plot in Lynn. Will I be buried there?
Hope everyone had a great Halloween.
Let the EU make their threats. The UK doesn’t need the EU. The PM will do what he feels is best. I trust him. He is one of the very few I trust.
Great Article. Thought I would share.
Thinking about someone I knew in MA who is dead now. he was one of the few Democrats I seemed to be able to talk to. He is dead now and has been for many years.
I am getting ready to go back home to Boston, that I haven’t seen since 90. I know it has changed. I have accepted the truth about me and others. I can let go now of the dream of ever talking things out with someone I had hoped we would be able to talk things out and move forward in friendship only.
I did break down a bought a book that just came out and read it in one day. I was sorry to hear that an old friend who I used to ride horses with had not remarried. Her ex has remarried and I know that my friend has so much love and wonderful qualities that there is someone out there who will love her and treat her like the queen she is. I don’t want her to be alone. Living alone sucks.
I hope if fate is willing that she and I will be able to meet again and talk things out when I am in the Boston area. That we can hug and move forward as friends. I was always her loyal friend. I still am. I miss riding horses with her and talking to her as we rode the trails.
As far as her ex. I hope someday you find the courage to face both of us and to look us in the face and tell us the truth.
I am a wonderful woman too, and somewhere out there is a man for me too. Maybe my old friend and I can double date sometime and both move forward and find a man worthy of both of us.
I remember eating there. My dad and I would have Indian Pudding for desert. Can’t wait to eat it again in a few weeks when I am there.
I have been guilty of eating some of those foods and my pain level has been very bad. I need to go more vegan. the hardest part is giving up the sugar and diet soda.