December 31, 2025
Happy Birthday Madeline Whiton.


I really was hoping to be lucid tonight, to have enlightened statements to make about this year and about how 2026  is going be great.  But I'm not, I don't.  I'm kinda depressed and worried about things and am lighting candles for several of my very good friends.   I don't think it was a particularly good photo year.  I may have done some good documenting, but I did not create  very much art.   I didn't write a lot either, but I did publish one book and edit another.   
The year had some magical moments.  It had it's challenges, my overall health stayed good, but specific health issues came alive.   Nothing seemed to resolve, very little closure happened.  I'm at more odds with time and feel even more blessed with amazing friends.  I was incredibly spoiled by people this year, but not enough people brought me flowers.   
Between November 2023 and January 2025 I lost a lot of people in this life.   Death became something of a preoccupation, although in the past year  that has settled down and I've been able to process it. I have integrated death and grief into the whole.  I actively use my altar to attend to death and loss.  I embrace it and I have embraced some newness, too.  
I'm ending tonight very early.  I'm very tired and I want my bed and book.  Tomorrow I will order the calendars and let people know.  I also am going to begin building my website.   I want to be able to visit people in the next couple of days, but I may end out stuck here and I'll work on it.  
Good night, moon
Good night, world
Good night, friends.
Good night 2025.



 

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