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Tarot du Jour: The Sun (XIX)
Make a wish with all your heart. Everything good is coming true for you now. The light and warmth of the Sun are blessing you, and a new life is dawning. Seize the day and make it your own.
Key concepts: Happiness, well-being, growth, the warm glow of life.
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Dearest Allison & the Onyx Savant,
How are you two gentle folx, today? And how are my gentle dogs? Allison, asking after your health does not qualify as taking care of you. I am simply sticking a wet finger in the air. Don’t get twitchy. Haha. Pop tried to teach me the difference between “worry” and “concern,” but it was all right in the middle of Mama R’s illness, so I didn’t take to it much at the time. I think that would have been a good lesson far earlier, but anyway. My point is that I can be concerned from over here but not “chewing on it,” iykwim. O.S., I am always concerned for you, but I have no idea what to do about it. You know better than me, so I leave it (mostly) to you. But please know I am here if you would like to ventilate upon me. Truly, it will help assuage my guilt (although that may create the opposite effect to what is intended). I hope your work-a-day worlds are keeping you busy.
I am scheduled to be anaesthetised in about 3 hours. Yeah, it’s for the colonoscopy. The whole procedure sucks so bad, really. It’s one of those things you just have to get through, but it really is the worst of the tests. Maybe if you’re having bone marrow checked or a spinal tap or something. But that’s pain. I don’t know. The colonoscopy is undignified, and that’s all I’ll say. Whenever you get one, just do not shame yourself at all and just deal with everything in a practical, nurse-like manner. Everyone who has one goes through it. I watched my grandma go through colon cancer, and it was awful, but I loved her the whole time. You know? It’s not fun, but it’s very human. You can’t get out of your earthly self. Anyone with any sense and any kindness knows that.
I am actually feeling pretty good today, and I don’t know why. Maybe I see the light at the end of the tunnel. Let’s keep that figurative, though. I am a bit worried about the results because I have felt like there might be a change in my anatomy in that area. But with getting older and perimenopause and fibromyalgia…I mean, who knows what’s wrong with me, really? I feel like I would have to be poked and prodded in ways that insurance doesn’t pay for in order to find out. And would also have to find specialty doctors all around the country/world to help, so. That sounds like a whole lot and for what return? We all get along until we don’t is pretty much how I see it at this point. And I will go until the Universe calls me back, I guess.
I’ve been hanging out on Threads a bit this morning. I’m not focusing on all my tasks until this procedure is done. The prep is task enough, thank you. We did walk Ms. B, and I had to practice some mindfulness until I got back to the house. I will say my algorithm on Threads is pretty upbeat. I do follow some mental health and disability accounts that can get kinda Eeyore, but I can relate, and I have them interspersed with dogs, cats, art, space, the weather, etc. All my things. One “witchy” account was recommending abortifacient herbs, which I hearted and then unhearted. I get it, but it’s dangerous, but I get it. I will probz buy some Plan B. Not for myself so much as anyone who needs it. So bear it in mind in future. I’ll probz list out my dispensary goods here at some point. If things get real…
I’m going to go take a bath now and get ready for all this nonsense. See you on the flip side. Be safe and kind and lovely. 🫶
Ja, matta—
Case Study #69
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