yuletide cheer

Did know that in 17th & 18th centuries nostalgia was classified as a medical condition, namely as a form of melancholy?

This time of year always makes it worse than any other. I sit back and reflect not only on this year, but the one before that and the one before that. No matter how terrible things were/are, I always seem to revert to idealizing the past to a ludicrous degree. I find myself yearning for times that never actually existed other than in my head. It couldn't have been that great, but I've made each drunken kiss and each misstepping out to be pivotal events. Maybe in the reality that I perceived, it never was that wonderful or special, but it could have been. Perhaps in a set of events that have unfolded parallel to those in my current life, they are.

I find a strange a comfort in the theory of biocentrism.

I've also been thinking a lot about thought-forms of late. Think about something long enough and you give that idea power. For example, prior to the advent of neopaganism, many ancient gods had no one to worship them for hundreds of years. What happens when your name is remembered, but no one pays attention anymore? Deities lose their status and a lot of their power. It's similar to how scientific theories come and go, reality is created and fueled by the perceptions and belief in them. Similarly, we might understand that that if we cary a lot of negativity around with us, we can create our own demons of various shapes & sizes.

The basic premise behind any type of energy work is that the intention is there and thus a manifestation of that intention comes into being. Whether you think that is because of your subconscious acting out that intent or because of fundamentally altering the course of events unfolding before you is entirely up to your perception. I'm of the opinion that it's a mix of both. There's magic all around us all the time. Don't forget it.

my inner world is bigger than my outer one

I've had a lot of ideas running around in my head for awhile now.

I'm finally feeling inspired to start writing again and consequently felt that I needed a space to host these thoughts. This will be a space for my poetry, prose and other treasures. I also have been working a reflective piece, somewhat of a memoir. It is blended with elements of contemporary folklore and abstraction.

I am interested in emotional memory and the impact of events rather than a priori knowledge. If a memory is accepted and incorporated into our collective mythologies, who's the say that it didn't happen? Or moreover, if we are simply the sum of that which we perceive, we are able to think ideas into existence.


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