Maybe I’m a Bully Bitch

I’ve had a lot of customer service type jobs. I’m good at that, not the sales part, but the actual people part. I don’t even mind the grumpy or angry people. It’s those people who never acknowledge you, never look at you, that bothered me.

Funny, the angry people would just make me feel stubborn and I’d only give them the bare minimum of service or discounts, etc. Most of the other customer service people would cave in and give the angry, shouting people whatever they wanted. That annoys me, to reward someone for acting like a bully.

Some of the worst people would deliberately line up at the youngest cashier’s stand and then start in on her. They had some of those girls in tears. I saved a couple when I could. Usually I couldn’t just abandon people waiting in my line.

Maybe I’m a bully bitch. I did like sorting them out when I got the chance. People I work with are always surprised. I like surprising people now and then.

Tempting Tuesday

I moved my blog to Divorce Darling awhile ago.

Now I decided to write a weekly writing prompt for adult writers, erotica writers and sex bloggers.  It happens to be Tuesday today so let’s call it Tempting Tuesday. This post is just an announcement. See more on Divorce Darling each week, on Tuesday.

The first writing prompt will be…

There’s a fly in the room. Not just on the wall, like a spectator, but actually buzzing around and making a pest of itself. Write an erotic scene, including an annoying fly. 

Where the Wild Things Are: Keeping Faith

Originally posted to ‘BackWash: Where the Wild Things Are’ newsletter, February, 2, 2004.

I’m not a Buffy or Angel fanatic but I do follow the series, more or less. I like Faith, that character. I’ve thought about her even after the credits are rolling and the next show is starting. Of all the characters Faith has the least faith. She is distrustful and destructive. At least for awhile.

I’ve been thinking about faith, what that is and where it comes from and where it goes to. Kind of interesting. Having faith basically means believing in something without real proof that your belief is justified.

I once read about a woman who was charged with murder. She went through the trial and in the end the verdict was handed out as ‘Not proven’. That was something they used to do, ages ago. Not any more. But, it was interesting. For her and her life she always had that black cloud of suspicion hanging over her, not proven. Neither guilty or innocent, just some limbo.

Faith is like that too. If you take an idea to heart it’s hanging in limbo but if you have full faith in it it’s proven. If you are in doubt it’s not proven and you don’t have real faith, not blind, trusting faith anyway. There are levels of faith. I think that’s good. You shouldn’t close your mind to new theories, options and chances. Keep looking for more questions and their answers. Faith isn’t a permanent thing, written in blood or chiseled in stone. It’s subject to change.

The woman in the book had to live with people who were suspicious of her. She had trouble getting a job being allowed to go to church and being accepted by the community at all. It wasn’t fair, she wasn’t guilty after all. But, they didn’t have faith in her. They needed that final solid verdict to put her on one side or the other. you don’t get that with things you have faith in though. Pagans and Christians and all the other Faiths don’t get to see their gods or the heaven or hell they put faith in. We don’t get a preview or screenshot. It’s taken on faith.

But, it comes from within you more than something you read or are told. It has to seem realistic and practical, possible. We don’t put faith in something completely out there. Faith is too precious to just give away so easily.

Now that I’ve rambled on and on… the woman in the book did finally get her verdict of innocent. But, it came late in her life. Someone else confessed when they were dying and wanted to get all the skeletons out of their closet.

Colorado Terrorist

Remorse, condolences and regrets… Nice sentiments. But sentiments and regrets won’t change a thing. Stop attending violent movies, stop watching violence on TV. Violence is NOT entertainment. It’s just violence. If you would not want to watch it when it’s real (on the news or in life) why would you watch it when it’s performed and acted out?

Do they still call them terrorists when they were born and raised in the US? They should.

INTP Personality

INTP personality.

This post may have been copied from another source before being posted to HubPages. I don’t know. I did notice some pretty silly typos, so whoever posted it never proofread it.

NTP is the rarest personality type in the 16 personality types in the Myers Briggs Personality Type Indicator. The Myers Briggs Personality Type Indicator is used to make the theory of psychological types described by C G Jung understandable and actually useful in an average person’s life. The whole point of the theory is that much seemingly random variation in the behavior is actually quite orderly and very consistent, being due to basic differences in the ways individuals prefer to use their perception and their own personal judgment. Continue reading INTP Personality

Where the Wild Things Are: The Whole Circle

Originally posted to ‘BackWash: Where the Wild Things Are’ newsletter, March, 1, 2004.

The magic circle, sounds so mystical… But it’s like many things in Witchcraft, it’s adaptable to your own style, your whims and personal needs of the moment.

Witch/ Wiccan rituals take place in a circle. Not always, it’s not written in stone with blood or anything really dramatic. But, it does make things tidy in it’s own way. You draw in power and you keep it to yourself, out of the way of others. Then, when you’re done you release it. It goes back to nature and the powerful parts of yourself.

We draw the circle and then we close it. Some people cast the circle and banish it at the end of the ritual. I tend to think of it as drawing and closing the circle. When you draw your circle take a moment to bless each of the elements at each of the 4 directions. Yes, you might need a map to know where north, south, west and east are in relation to your location. If you choose, bless the goddess and god too. Then bless the Earth and life, those are most important to me. When you close your circle just do the steps in reverse order. Gather your pebbles, erase your chalk, whatever you used as you go around in the 4 directions again. Sounds too simple? Why shouldn’t it be simple. You’re welcome to make a bigger production out of it. I like it simple.

You can use chalk, hemp rope, embroidery thread, pebbles, sand, dust bunnies, anything really. Consider a circle of jack o lanterns for Samhain, wouldn’t that be fun! It depends on how fancy you want to be or how close to natural elements. My personal choice are pebbles. I love them. I collected them from a beach here in Ontario. Took my time to find stones I especially liked for their shape, colour or some markings on them.

The circle represents wholeness, the cycles of life and the seasons, the wheel of life to make it simple. In theory it is without beginning or ending and perfect in it’s completeness.

To draw the circle is to make a place set apart and sacred. Where ever you are- living room, backyard, beach, clearing in the woods – the circle becomes a place where we focus on magick in ourselves and the Earth around us. The circle is a pure place where we can think, make notes in our Book of Shadows, create and practice rituals, anything. It doesn’t have to be dramatic and you don’t have to feel you must do something special. It’s your circle, your dime.

This summer when I have a road trip out to the beach I want to cast a circle on the beach. Using a piece of driftwood to draw my circle and some stones to point to the directions. I don’t even know what ritual I might do. I just want to sit in a circle of my own creation and enjoy the world, life and being alive.

“In wilderness I sense the miracle of life, and behind it our scientific accomplishments fade to trivia.” -Charles Lindbergh

I take thee, herb, to cure my ills
or perhaps while dancing pon the hill.
I’ll dip you in the cauldron fine
Then asperge a circle in the pines.
I’ll make you into teas and brews
when picked from ‘neath the morning dews,
or hide you in a pillow seam
to guard me close, come night and dreams.

– Marian Loresinger