Two planets are changing signs this week, and one of them is Venus. She’s moving into your fulfillment sector, portending a few weeks when you'll have a strong desire to just enjoy life. Creativity, romance, leisure, humor, sports, children and various forms of self-expression and entertainment are emphasized. You’re able to get pleasure from simply being yourself during this time.
Sunday, August 31, 2014
Monday, June 23, 2014
“I can't help feeling that anything that works so effectively, so transformative, has got to be hurting me at another end, maybe sometime further down the road. I can just hear the words inoperable brain cancer being whispered to me by some physician 20 years from now.” -- 1997 Prozac Nation, Elizabeth Wurtzel
Posted by Margaret mary at 10:54 PM
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
I've always hated how sensitive I am. I just recently remembered my grandma telling me that being sensitive isn't always a bad thing because it means you're sensitive to other peoples feelings as well as your own.
PS thank's for my high cheekbones and green eyes. miss you.
Posted by Margaret mary at 7:38 AM
Monday, December 2, 2013
Earth, air, fire, water. We can all identify with a certain element. My star sign is an earth element. I always gravitate towards earthy tones and textures in my wardrobe and accessories. I'm attracted to the deepest greens and soft browns that remind me of the outdoors. My bedroom as well. I have flowers in empty wine bottles, a plant hanging from my ceiling and more feathers than I can count.
Saturday, June 29, 2013
“I had no idea that the simple act of running a sharp blade across my wrist would change everything so completely. I wasn't after happiness anymore. I just wanted to survive.”
Posted by Margaret mary at 11:11 PM
Friday, April 19, 2013
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Saturday, January 26, 2013
And the world turned and the world turned and the world turned
But nobody heard
And she walked to the deepest part of the river
And she thought about diving in
She imagined how the current would overtake her
How easy it would be to disappear
But instead she tossed the locket
In the cool, blue, water
That night in her bed, she let herself weep
She let herself cry herself to sleep
Posted by Margaret mary at 11:13 PM