In times of old, The Furies protected Mother Right. If a mother (or any woman) was harmed, The Furies swooped down and took their vengeance. They were one of the last vestiges of a world that existed before the patriarchy. When we feel righteous anger, it is The Furies who are calling out to us to make what is wrong right again.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Impractical Magic 

I love the last few minutes of the movie Practical Magic when the four women and two girls stand on the roof, dressed in black dresses with black witch hats, each holding onto a black umbrellas. The people gather below them, waiting, dressed for Halloween. Then the six of women/girls leap off the roof and float to the ground. So beautiful. Funny. Wish fulfilling—for me, at least. Community, magic, and love all wrapped up together.

We've been doing a little magic ourselves. I told you we were getting rid of stuff. Yesterday we put three book shelves outside, two plastic (yes, I know) and one wooden. Within an hour, they were gone. We never see who takes our things. The shelving units, coffee tables, chairs, etc. are there one minute and the next they're gone. We like thinking of people all over town using our belongings.

Not much to say. It's warm, sunny, and very windy. I'm still resting, kicking the last of this bug. And I'm doing laundry and slowly cleaning up my room. As I get rid of stuff, more stuff comes out and says, "Hello, remember moi?" Later I'll do some library work.

Or maybe go for a walk.

May You Walk in Beauty!
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