Reflections
Apr. 30th, 2006 09:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nyykiSo, there we are, sitting in the park, listening to the beginning of the marriage ceremony. I start to smell smoke. It has a metallic edge to it, like someone is facing a car fire or something. Then, the person I was sitting next to, the esteemable Flaming Sword, comments that there is a cloud of smoke rising directly behind the couple getting hitched, right after some reference was made to the purifying fires of thor or something similar. soon after, we hear the sirens of police cars and fire trucks to put out someone's buring domicle.
A wedding is one of th times that almost everyone feels compersion, that joy for someone else's happiness. It's one of the most unselfish times in a normal human's life.
As we barrel into the Beltaine season, everything is growing, getting fertile, and showing new life. It's an interesting juxtaposition, as I feel like I'm not changing much right now. With the delays in my degree, I feel in a static place. I'm doing what I can to keep positive, but it still feels like that moment before an exhale.
A wedding is one of th times that almost everyone feels compersion, that joy for someone else's happiness. It's one of the most unselfish times in a normal human's life.
As we barrel into the Beltaine season, everything is growing, getting fertile, and showing new life. It's an interesting juxtaposition, as I feel like I'm not changing much right now. With the delays in my degree, I feel in a static place. I'm doing what I can to keep positive, but it still feels like that moment before an exhale.
