Today is 30th Undenia, 11AS...a Bredsday

"Bredsday is The Fifth Day. Bride is both an ancient Celtic Goddess and a Catholic Saint. She is a Triple Goddess and a Keeper of The Eternal Flame. Poetry is sacred to Her. Saint Brigid’s Day falls on Imbolc, also a 'fire festival'. She is chosen so that we may 'meditate upon The Light, upon The Flame'. She is also connected to Her Celtic Sister Goddess Epona, who comes the next day and Bride's Light can serve as Epona's guide."

"The Fifth Day is not a religious holiday per se, but rather meant to be a day of relaxation and reflection."

Addendum D [Calendar for A New Matriarchy]

Relax or Die

~Today I really need to just fucking fuck off. I pushed a little too hard yesterday. The library and the store were just about the limits of my strength. But I then forced myself to write that last Her Prophet post and that fucking fried me.

Some Trolls have called me lazy, but truth is I'm fucking Obsessive and with certain things I will push until I crash. With the aforementioned post, I felt compelled to 'wrap things up'. Even when I lay down, the fucking thing was scrolling in my head until I Faced The Page and 'expelled' it.

It's actually really hard to me to chill out, especially when it comes to writing. I'm like, “Okay, chill on The Explanation.” ~pause~ “Hey, pull the Toshiboy outta the closet and start typing!!” *sigh*

I got books and Crime Drama stacked up...and now that I'm supposed to relax, I can't.

Eh, fuck me....

Random

~Slept some more. Applied the heating pad to my lower back, which is helping. [..it's been killing me for days..Louise Hay says that's where we hold 'money worries'..] I have a few things to say about both the promise and futility of the Occupy Movement, but I'm suppose to be fucking off today. So I'll just go back to reading my Civil War alt-history novel [the Brits come in on the Rebel side after The Trent Affair].

That is all...