In the Midst of It All

It's raining -- again! -- but I no longer need to worry about flooding.

Instead, I can relax and enjoy a dry house and no pool noise.

WTF - Fire Drill?

4pm. Friday afternoon.
It's raining.
We've had to evacuate due to an unspecified "emergency in the building."

I was just about ready to go home, but now I can't get to my car because no one is being allowed into the parking areas.

*grrrrr

The Voice of the Wolf

I am reading a book called The Wolf, the Woman, the Wilderness: A True Story of Returning Home. The author, Teresa tsimmu Martino, writes of her experience returning an orphaned wolf to the wild, and in doing so discovering some of her own wildness along with the strength of her mixed Italian-Osage heritage. She is a woman who lived with several wolves and wolf-dog mixes over the years, and knows them well.

She writes vividly and with love -- and one passage today struck me with particular force, for in the imagined voice of one of her wolves she captured the voice of my beloved who had kinship with wolves.

Writing about the futility of trying to force a wolf into a vehicle, she describes the final stage of the conflict. The italics are hers:

"But if I continue, perhaps muttering 'Get up you lazy old dusty thing,' The wolf grabs my arm in his teeth, snarling, as if to say, Look, move me where I don't want to go, and we're going to have problems. Your problems will be bigger than mine. He then looks at me with a frank arresting stare, the strength of the mountain rumbling in his eyes."

Those who knew Lohain will, I think, hear his voice in the italics (shaded with laughter or cold warning, depending on the situation) and remember the mountains in his eyes.

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Pottermass Eve Quiz

I haven't posted a quiz like this in ages. I'm not sure I agree with the result, but kateri_thinks did ask if any of her friends could come up with someone besides Hermione!*



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*Given the wording of the answer, I suspect I got Sirius because I finally decided that if given the choice of fantasy companions, I would rather sail with Jack Sparrow than quest with Gandalf.

Freyja Invoked

A few days ago, a friend posted about an experience he'd had with Freyja. It made me wistful, because LM's and my erotic life included a sacred connection with this goddess. After he invoked her into our lovemaking, I bought flowers for her, and kept the bouquet hanging over my bed. (I released it into the waters after his death.)

I commented in response to my friend's post that I haven't had much to do with Freyja since LM's death, since she was so much a part of our intimate life, it was painful to imagine interacting with her without him there.

So what happened later that evening?

I had the most vivid erotic experience with him that I've had since his death.

It was as if the goddess was proving that she could still nurture and heighten our connection to each other, and that continuing to pay her homage would be A Good Thing.

She didn't express any interest in the other work I'm doing, but I got the feeling that she wants to help me keep sensuality alive in my life, both with LM and more broadly.