If I tell myself God is my co-pilot, at least I can feel like I have some sense of control. But, who said we were the Pilot?
The other week, I started planning my editorial calendar. Going through my old articles, I realized I have been very neglectful of the actual writing process of Being Artemis for the past year. What a year it has been! Last year, I heard a little voice that asked, "Would you give up everything you have… Continue reading 5 Thoughts on Thankfulness
Without getting into the whys and hows and whats, I am in the limbo part of a break up. Limbo, because I am still saving up so I can move out. Meanwhile, I am sleeping on the couch. I also have a long commute on my city's freakishly slow bus system. Don't cry any tears… Continue reading Divorce: Death and Rebirth
What is your biggest fear? Heights? Clowns? Losing your family? How about being happy? It sounds ridiculous, doesn't it? We all want to be happy. Who would be silly enough to be afraid of happiness? Last week, I was washing dishes before my husband came home. My house smelled of incense, coffee, and lavender. It… Continue reading Are You Afraid to Be Happy?
The first time I talked to Alex, he was curled up on a camp chair, trying not to cry. It was February, 2006. We were both part of the SCA and this was our big Estrella War event . That particular day, Alex wasn't allowed to go to a volunteer pizza party, because of some… Continue reading Gone Too Soon
Lately, I have been terribly lazy about posts. I will have a realization and end up writing it out to a friend or on the Being Artemis Facebook page. This is what happened this morning. For my subscribers, I apologize for being so neglectful. In the coming year, I am working on adding a little… Continue reading Facebook Postings for My Blog Readers
First thought: Why does a perfect Being make such imperfect creations? Before I hear from the theists, atheists, semi-theists, and what not, I am going to say I really don't expect a concrete answer. It's those imperfections that make everything wonderful. It's also those imperfections that make us into ticking time bombs. It might be… Continue reading Down the Rabbit Hole