Yep, you read that correctly, I'm taking a full-time posting break from LJ
, but will still be reading folks that I've come to know as extended family. I'm also going to make a serious dent in the folks I read. My last post will be on Friday, November 9th. :) If you want to remove me from your friends list, even if I've not removed you from mine, I totally understand. Again, I'll be reading, but I'm not posting here anymore. :)
Several signs came to me, starting right around All Hallows Eve. This time of year is always special to me, and I've learned to pay attention to the messages my ancestors send to me...as well as, my friends, extended family and natal family.A family is a place where minds come in contact with one another. If these minds love one another the home will be as beautiful as a flower garden. But if these minds get out of harmony with one another it is like a storm that plays havoc with the garden.
each gave me the same advice that Buddy gave me during his visit. That message was echoed by the speakers at church this past Sunday...and...a very poignant painting by angiereedgarner
"sealed the deal" of what I already knew (I dreamt something just like that painting a few weeks ago, and that dream spoke to me of what I am walking through right now).
So...I'll be reading here, but posting over at blogger via Where I Walk
. For some reason I'm very happy there, and it feels more like me...or how I feel like me right now.
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Please note...just because I've sent you things in the past, this does not mean that I still have your address. My address book was, uh, slightly changed by the Wee Boy, and some addies are gone.
I love each of you very much. While that may seem trite, or contrived, it is true.