tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2042413503017463795.post8772367145471973160..comments2024-03-15T13:14:05.655-07:00Comments on threads of the spiderwoman: The touch of winterLauren Rainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12157367890138761677noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2042413503017463795.post-70710769702509101652015-10-19T09:05:05.249-07:002015-10-19T09:05:05.249-07:00Sounds like we had a similar month. The blood moo...Sounds like we had a similar month. The blood moon eclipe was quite powerful. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11386926550375424974noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2042413503017463795.post-14811755446701372052015-10-06T05:17:41.358-07:002015-10-06T05:17:41.358-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Lauren Rainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12157367890138761677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2042413503017463795.post-69552656014979757472015-10-06T05:15:19.023-07:002015-10-06T05:15:19.023-07:00Well said my friends, thanks to you both for your ...Well said my friends, thanks to you both for your comments. Sometimes I try to get the big picture, instead of punishing myself for my lack of understanding or emotional distress, for not being "in control" sometimes. That's where "the light gets in".<br /><br />With loss, ultimately, one has to "kiss the joy as it flies", like William Blake wrote. All the beauties, the love, the good times, the companionship, whether it lasts a day or a lifetime, pass into impermanance, so I try to remind myself to be grateful that I had the experience, the memories perhaps being viewed not as a loss, but a momento, a souvenir.<br /><br />Lauren Rainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12157367890138761677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2042413503017463795.post-8790533164317655012015-10-05T23:26:31.405-07:002015-10-05T23:26:31.405-07:00Last night, I came across a reference to a book by...Last night, I came across a reference to a book by Jungian Stephen Parker,<br /><i>Heart Attack & Soul</i> and then I went to sleep to dream about the<br />aunt & uncle of my ex-husband. My congenial and affectionate connection with them was one of the casualties of my divorce, not from any animosity on my part, but because they believed blood was thicker than water. Residual and deeply embedded tribal loyalties are like zombies; can't master them, can't kill them, throw salt!Roll Cage Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14154277038544171706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2042413503017463795.post-48678501557691482822015-10-05T19:13:35.215-07:002015-10-05T19:13:35.215-07:00I'm not sure we ever really master anything, m...I'm not sure we ever really master anything, much less emotions.Barbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08946793898282959487noreply@blogger.com