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Glass Ceiling 


This week's best laugh came when I read the following, from a 50-something blogger's experience of hitting menopause and the glass ceiling at the same time:

It was clear to everyone but me that I could go no further in my career without a penis of my very own. I confess I had considered buying one and just putting it on the table in front of me when attending meetings in conference rooms or possibly displaying my purchased penis prominently in my office, but good judgment got the better of me.
"How it Began" at My Menopausal Musings

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Heart 


The heart that breaks open can contain the whole universe.
Joanna Macy

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Falling Off the Red Wagon 


An indication that you might be getting "a little too woohoo… who?" (aka uncentered):

If you are able to love the world deeply in your meditations, but spaz out when someone cuts you off in traffic.
(from WooHoo ... Who? by Sera Beak, author of
The Red Book: A Deliciously Unorthodox Approach
To Igniting Your Divine Spark
)

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Pagan Hierarchy 


...who looks down on whom...
(Ashley Yakeley's tree chart: The Pagan Hierarchy)

Hilarious, exhaustive, and a fun poke at all of us.

According to Yakeley's chart, I'm looked down on by
  • Published Pagan Scholars, All Other Published Pagan Authors, and Published Authors (LLewelyn).
  • Mystical Visionaries, Feri and other Ecstatic Amoral Witches, Reclaiming and Other Activist Witches, and Dianic Witches.
Apparently, I look down on politically-motivated Goddess Worshippers and probably: Channelers, Mediums, and Spiritualists; People Who Think They Were Historical Figures in a Past Life; People Who Think They're Dragons, Faeries, or Otherkin, and possibly: Schizophrenics / Mystical Visionaries.

So it's fun, and an interesting mirror for looking up, down, side-ways, and within. And it also captures how the "someones" we're sometimes looking down on are (gosh) ourselves, and how we sometimes have a really hard time defining for ourselves just what kind of "Pagan" we are.

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Power 


In the thicket and up the hill, the morning's mist is giving way to the rising sun. But over the lake, water calls to water and the mist resists even the power of the sun.

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