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April 6th, 2009

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Whirlwind spontaneous houseguests bringing in a breath of Vermont witchery, including a tiny gnome. It was great to see Selene and how Lucien has grown, strange to be around this tiny creature!! I need more babies in my life. So get to work, friends!!

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Talking over a bottle of wine in a nest on the rug, hours spent in Sword & the Rose talking about transmutation, identity, and paths with Randy/David/the djinn who owns the shop, warm spiced wine & meza at Kan Zaman, new shoe shopping and strange peaceful shops. Cozy goodness that pulled me out of my sadsack feelings on Friday night.

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I’ve been craving whiteness, this mythical idea of a magical spa that is the true sense of “nothingness” – sky high ceilings and long white linen curtains blowing in a low breeze. Awash with sunlight and nothing but soothing, crisp white sheets and hot rocks, a space that only serves the purpose of being soothing and nothingness. My heart aches just writing about such a place – could I find it? Would it fix me?

So this was my mindspace and I was a little anti-social this weekend (my apologies, Selene!) but it was a learning experience. What is this intense feeling for quiet and alone-ness? Also, needing control of all situations? Ay. I have this intense and profound feeling of wrong-pathness, but am without a guidebook!

Last night I dreamt of a new house, ceilings high with arched porticos, purple mottled walls and a labyrinth of spaces. The kitchen was made of stone, and we moved in only to find my things were being stolen.

Things and space – why do I collect, feel the need to collect? What are these objects I surround myself with, and why are they so important to me?

Mmm, so many questions put out into the ether. Here, have some beautiful songs for your troubles.

Everything Beyond These Walls Has Been Razed ~ Reigns
Lament ~ Balmorhea
Get Over – Keijo
Liturgie ~Emmanuelle Parrenin

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