Archive | April 8, 2015




Today is my regular Flameshift

Brighid, I light your flame for those who are in pain

Those who are in surgery

Those who need healing.

Brighid, I light your flame for those who need you to walk with them in the dark

Those who walk a path only they can walk

Those who need company on their journey.

Brighid, I light your flame for those who worry about the ones walking alone

For those who want to help and cannot because it isn’t their burden

Those who love and hurt for the ones who are ill.

Brighid, I light your flame for healing

For life

For love.

Brighid, I light your flame.

Kat Robb


Maybe TMI Adventures in the Alimentary system – If you have been following the saga…

I have now had a colonoscopy, an endoscopy, an ultrasound, a celiac test, and as of this morning another blood test and I have the implements for an Arts and Crafts project the next time my colon kicks into action. That should be fun, NOT! They gave me a huge paper bag filled with implements and tubes to fill up. Yeah, that’s a subtle thing to carry across the work floor to the head. That’s worse than trying to hide two extra strength Kotex.

This time we are testing for several kinds of parasites. Where I would have picked up one I have no idea. Every place I’ve been including camp was filled with other people including small children. No one else is sick that I know of and the doctor agreed the chances of a little kid picking up something if it was there are better than even mine.

He also wants me to do a milk challenge but I pointed out this is off one week and on one week and if it’s milk I’d have it all the time since I swill milk with almost every meal if I’m not drinking tea. He did confirm something I’ve always wondered about, people of Scandanavian and Northern European gene pools are rarely really lactose intolerant. Everyone can be if they go off dairy for 6 months but a constant milk drinker no, doesn’t really happen. There is a reason Scandanavia, Minnesota and Wisconsin are covered in cows., “Roman authors recorded that the people of northern Europe, particularly Britain and Germany, drank unprocessed milk. This corresponds very closely with modern European distributions of lactose intolerance, where the people of Britain, Germany, and Scandinavia have a high tolerance, and those of southern Europe, especially Italy, have a lower tolerance.”[34]

So Saturday morning I have to drink three glasses of milk, shucky darn. It’s either that or stop dairy entirely and see if it stops. Not doing that, I’d have nothing to eat. We did find out that I have yet another food allergy, I found out I was allergic to soy during the first part of this odyssey so maybe there is another hiding somewhere but I have no clue what it would be.

If I don’t have parasites then the next fun test is an MRI of my small intestine. He did tell me if it’s my small intestine then it will be very difficult to diagnose.

My doctor is one of the best in the area and is a professor at a very respected medical school and one of their hospitals. He knows what he is doing but this is getting really annoying. He told me yesterday that he always trusted what I said because I’m a “straight shooter” and don’t mince words.

This is driving me crackers.

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“You bitch how dare you wake up in the morning as a girl”: more jealousy and anger towards women

If they hate women so much why the hell do they want to be a woman. That makes no sense.

Transgender Reality

In a previous post we saw how common it is to feel jealousy, resentment, even anger, towards women, among men who either wish to transition or are actively transitioning. There are so many examples of this that it merits a follow-up post.

I’ve been extremely jealous of women and their bodies from about puberty“:


This poster feels confused about the difference between envy and attraction:



Right now, I hate women, and I’m not sure why“. Also, “cis women” have it easier.


From the comments: “I taught myself to hate and fear everything feminine”. Also, being a girl is like swimming downstream.


too many beautiful women. I hate them all“:


From the comments: “When girls flirt with me it pisses me off”.


More from the comments: “you bitch how dare you wake up in the morning as a girl with no effort”.


Teenage girls are…

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Today’s reading



Through adversity or the process of rebalancing in life, we often find courage within ourselves that flows from an unknown source. Sometimes that courage has to do with facing an unpleasant but unavoidable truth or dealing with a person or problem that no amount of physical confrontation or emotional bravery will resolve. That is when the true, patient and resolute attributes of Strength come into play.

Strength, drawn from nature’s inherent power to renew and overcome all manner of disaster and climatic change, is what we must also have to foresee outcomes and wait upon the turning of the seasons.

Sometimes when faced with a challenging situation we must find our own inner back-stop, the point from which we will not retreat or from which we can move forward with quiet confidence.

The Greenwood ethos has much to teach humanity about calm, resolute Strength.

The Strength card concerns following what you feel is right for you, doing your true will. Society is not supportive of individual dedication to an unusual path, and incredible strength of heart is needed to stay on it.

If one’s initial impulse to follow your heart (Ancestor and Archer) has been lost by the pressures and attractions of everyday living, i.e. Lovers, Greenman/Woman, then Strength calls to your heart to rededicate your life. At this stage this might require sacrificing some aspect of it, which leads to the tensions in The Blasted Oak.

The spear of power (air) is balanced by the cup of compassion. This balance cannot be held for long. It is a card of fullness seeking release, a build up of energy that needs grounding, a thundery sky needing rain, passion, anger, pre-menstrual tension, pregnancy about to birth, ecstatic dance or trance that could become oracular, a harvest ready for picking.

It is not an easy energy to utilise yet when surrendered to produces ecstatic liberation that is both tenderness and wildness, a powerful creativity that can be used to transform your life into a dance of the heart.