Friday, November 5, 2010


I am so glad that Friday has arrived.  It's been a long, drawn out week, and I am much in need of rest.  Not much planned for the upcoming weekend.  I do hope to get out tomorrow and get myself a new jacket.  Since I put on weight, only one jacket fits me, and if I keep wearing it every day, it's gonna end up wearing out.  I've yet to find the necessary willpower to diet.  I just love my food too much...not afraid to admit it, but the truth is, if I could find the willpower to stop smoking, I most certainly should be able to find it to stop eating so much.

I had been preparing a post about the New Moon in Scorpio that I originally planned to post today, but something that happened yesterday has been on my mind, and until I get it off my chest, I fear I will have no peace.  When something takes over  your waking thoughts, it is time to dump it by letting it go and sending it out into the universe.  For me, that is talking about it in person or in writing.  Blogland has become such a haven for me, and I have met and made such wonderful online friends that I shouldn't let the few grumps that come into the picture rent space in my head.  I know that not everyone is going to like you, but I guess that need to be liked stems way back years ago when I was the outcast at school.  It's something that you think you have left behind, but no matter how many accomplishments you have in your life, it is still lurking in the shadows.  

I also know that to you, my regular readers and friends, no explanation is necessary, but this is as much for me as it is for those who read my blogs.  I have found a haven here in Blogland in more ways than one.  I'm what one would call a lifelong learner.  I may have dropped out of high school, but it wasn't that I didn't want to learn.  It was because I was bored with what they were teaching me.  Later, when I when I was in my GED classes I was always completing lessons that had not even been assigned.  I've studied with the Rosicrucian Fellowship where I learned esoteric astrology, took classes in Interfaith Studies, studied Druidism with the Grove of Dana, took goddess classes from Grannie Moon, certified in Victim Advocacy, took college classes in mythology, fairy tales.  I know there is more, just can't remember right now.  After all, I've been taking classes for almost 50 years. 

Why am I telling you all this?   Why today?  Because I feel as if my credibility has been questioned.   I feel as if I have been attacked.  On one of my blogs I posted something and received a comment which tried to discredit everything I had posted.  Could you tell me your source for this?  And your source for that?  I've never heard....You have the wrong day, the wrong name....and so on.  I was totally taken aback.  Perhaps I am being overly sensitive, especially after the episode with the gentleman and his blog, but I think not.    It hurt deeply to have my creditability questioned for I would never post anything that I did NOT extensively research.  I never take one articles word for it.  I may spend hours in research.   Hence, it felt good to offer this person not one, not two, but 10 resources.

Now, I am not perfect.  We all make mistakes.  Perhaps my resources may be wrong, but there is a way of telling a person without becoming so accusatory.  I don't mind criticism, not at all.  I DO mind when someone does it meanly.  I would never go to someone's blog and act so critical.  If I don't have something nice to say, I won't say anything at all.

I know this explanation was not necessary to you, my dear friends, but it's something I just had to say.  It was eating away at me since yesterday.  I felt gosh-darned awful that maybe someone new might read my blog and think I was a sham.   That is so not what I am about.  If I post something on any of my blogs, you can bet that it's been well researched.   Thanks for listening.  Will post on the New Moon later.  Have to go check on my Mercury  now and see what's going on.  


  1. Was your commenter a guy? I've noticed that men often point out errors or nitpick small things that women don't bother commenting on.

  2. The GED thing I can relate to.
    I too dropped out of school.
    It was in 10th grade during what semester I don't remember.
    Did I tell that story of not knowing that after being out of school for over 30 years I should have taken classes before I took the GED exams??
    Didn't know that until after the fact when I overheard someone standing near me asking another how long they took classes to prepare for this.
    Apprehension sprang up in me.
    Bottom line. I Passed. yippeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!:0)

  3. Oh....can relate to wanting people to like me too, but now I don't lose any sleep over it.
    For that man to not leave you any option to reply him was chicken shit on his part.
    He just wanted to stir you up and now he is on to the next person to get his jollies.
    Some nasty miserable people are in this world.
    The internet has given them a bigger audience.

  4. Gee Mary, you have had your share of odd comments in the last few days. I wouldn't let this bother me in the least. You know the saying misery loves company.