Nope, not talking about hockey! I've got a little whirl-wind of fallen leaves in front of my door and it's hypnotic. I've always loved watching the wind and its effects.
It's picked up quite a bit out there, too, so I can not only see the leaves scuttling around but the flags up and down the street, the trees moving and people being pushed along. No wonder there's so much metaphor about wind. Such a powerful invisible thing.
Here's an odd memory: during my second year of University (that would be McMaster University), I shared an apartment with friends. I went out onto the balcony one night to watch a storm approaching, loving every second of it because it was blowing straight at me. When I finally had to retreat from the rain, one of my room mates was looking at me oddly. When I asked him what he was thinking, he replied "I've never seen you look more like a witch than just then, laughing into the storm with your hair blowing around your face like that. "
Hey, I am who I am.
6 comments:
LOL!!! You is who you is. I wish I was a witch sometimes. Everybody knows what a witch is. Nobody knows what an animist is. Boo.
:D
LOL! Everybody thinks they know what a witch is!
Better to get a politely blank expression when asked your religion than to deal with all the misconceptions and stereotypes.
I admit, it's easier to say witch than to state "I'm a monotheistic polypantheist." or even to say pagan.
I like pagan. It's a fun word. I remember in Ireland, anything that wasn't Catholic was pagan.
me: Do you celebrate hallowe-en?
them: no it's pagan. Ew.
Hee hee, "If it's not Catholic, it's crap!"
LOL!!! 'Zactly.
What about Jeebus?
I heard a comedian the other day (can't remember who) talking about fake cursing:
"Holy Cripes! What is that? Jesus Cripes? Son of Gosh Almighty and Holy Mary Moses?"
Well, he said it funnier. *blushes*
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