When you teach me,
use words that are simple.
Help me to understand,
at my level,
so that when I take my first steps,
I don’t fall
and hurt myself,
and feel discouraged,
and give up.
And when you teach me,
please be patient, because my eyes
can only see so far right now,
and my mind and heart can only open so wide.
But with gentle pressure, I can be stretched
to see and open a little more, and then a little more
the small things first,
and then things that are bigger,
and the small things will build up,
and become a place where bigger things can stand,
where strong roots can grow deep and draw nourishment
from the simple, small things
that you patiently took the time to teach me first.
She awakens to a surprising dreamscape. She has heard of the blank blandness of the Heartland. White bread and potatoes. Flat prairies of unending, tall grass stretching to the farthest horizon. Cities laid out in practical rectangles. She did not expect this. Continue reading →
Music swells to one unexpected, heartbreaking, heavenly chord. The fluttery tension of breath catching. She dies. The music fades.
She blinks. Inhales deeply. What has happened surprises her the way it might if she ever went home with someone she just met at a bar. Because this is not what she expected from herself. Continue reading →
When I first read about servitors, they sounded to me like pretty much the coolest thing I’ve ever learned about magic. Who wouldn’t want a bunch of minions running around the universe doing your bidding? I could create a whole Army of the Daughter of Nuit, charge them with my needs and wants and send them off into the ether to bring back my spoils. And the best part is, they live for it. It’s their whole purpose for being. And I created them. GOD. KING. Ego loved this idea. I really wanted one… Continue reading →
The Law of Thelema is sometimes called the “law of the strong.” It’s word. Liber AL vel Legis II:21.
The same verse has been problematic for me because it condemns compassion as a vice. I think of compassion as a virtue. It’s my personal moral compass. But there’s compassion and compassion. Continue reading →