Death, Aging, & House, M.D.

Aging is so interesting. I started (re)watching House, M.D. today. I’d forgotten how much I enjoyed the Sherlock of medicine. Pilot episode, and my takeaways from it are wholly different than 15 years ago when I first watched it. Aging changes perspective. And thank gods, right? How utterly dull life would be if it didn’t.

Watching House reminded me of my mum because she loved the show. She died early into season 3 in 2006. I continued to watch thru all 8 seasons, even as it did what long running TV series tend to do, lose its edge. I did it because it made me feel connected to my mum. For years I held a tenuous connection thru a tv show and when it ended there was a finality to my mother’s death that hadn’t been before. Aging is so interesting, yes?

I am 58 years old. I’m far closer to my death than I am to my birth. Like every human each day brings me closer and farther away to those two things. The 2 universals of being human. Forget taxes, they’re hit and miss, but birth and death? Those two are guaranteed.

Aging piles on experiences, adding layers of uniqueness to my perceived self. Closer to death strips that uniqueness away, peeling back my self to the reality that I in fact am not unique. Neither are you. We’re born, we die. All of us. No uniqueness there. Yes, it’s humbling. At times the inevitability of it is somber. More than either of these it allows a freedom that closer to birth doesn’t. Not striving to be ever more unique each year is a relief, a blessing. Aging releases me, us, into just being human in whatever way we define that. The freedom to die like everyone else is oddly comforting. Aging is so very interesting.

From Elf, Moon in Libra tarot reading

Tarot layout: Moon in Libra reading

The topic of specialized readings came up on a Discord channel, so I made a layout for the full moon in Libra (that’s today, technically in about 5 hours; the next day and a half or so are still considered “full moon” for magical workings). 

9-card tarot reading layout
1. The Past: What you leave behind
2. The Burden: What you still carry
3. The Link: Connects your past to your future
4. Hope: What you aspire to
5. The Balance: Call on this to avoid being overwhelmed
6. Fate: What lies before you
7. Plans: Your intentions and motives
8. Influence: Other people and forces in your life
9. The Gift: What you receive today

Long time, no blog

Recently I’ve been purging the heaps of things I’ve acquired over the decades as an uncommon lack of sentimental attachment has engulfed me. It’s a bit unnerving to watch myself unceremoniously pitch items I felt I had to keep just 6 months ago.

Con’t at: http://paganbloggers.com/musingsfromthebone/2018/11/03/long-time-no-blog-a-personal-observation/

Looks like witches still need to tend women’s health – SCOTUS change coming

June 28, 2018

Years back there was a rumbling on the Internet in regards to states passing draconian abortion laws. People were organizing, in the background and out of the public eye, a network to help women travel to a different state to get an abortion when their state closed so many clinics few could use them, or a new state law prohibited that needed medical care.

Con’t. at link

The Gratitude Project – wrap up

I faltered and fell off of this for the firsts time since starting. So here’s my quick wrap up:

August 
19th for my grandson who turned eighteen; 20th for family get togethers; 21st thru 31st, in varying order – for the medical people I encountered, for clear test results, for supportive loved ones, for otc meds, for Kratom, for my kids, for the extra oomph retirement has given the hubster, for example my dead mom, for my dead dad, for being able to hear the dead.

September 

For not dying, for really good meals, for the CSA, for clear sunny days, for the relief that clouds bring, for still loving mixing my essential oil blends, for art, for old forums in a new format, for 27 years with the hubster, for my social activist friends, for discovering someone long known was a social activist in his time, for traveling to colead a thing that got canceled, for rides from the bus station, for my drums, for discovering new paths, for the joy of being touched, for compassionate version, for a cat on the mend, for Nuero trauma units, for hospice, for kids with huge hearts, for Dale, and finally – for the hope that big love brings into my heart.
Next year I expect to be back on track.