Welcome to Thorne’s World
I am a 47 year old woman. I am a mother, a grandmother, a sister, daughter. I am wise and naive, thoughtful and foolish, analytical and intuitive. I have been a wife, a widow and am now a partner.
I am a writer, and an artist having earned my living by my creativity for most of my adult life. My current focus is body art in the form of custom permanent tattoo.
I am a feminist, a humanist, an environmentalist; a witch. I am a crone before my time, having passed my moontides for some years now and having survived too many of those I love, including my soulmale andone true husband, Jerry, gone too soon at 45, in January of 1998 and precious baby grandson, Bishop Alexander, who passed from this world after too short a stay on October 18, 2007.
I am a recovering alcoholic and addict of 20+ years of sobriety. I have clinical depression, PTSD and panic syndrome which are treated and manageable. I have fibromyalgia which is managed by diet, meditation and self awareness. I am struggling with acceptance of the term “disabled” as it applies to me.
I am a free thinker, I question authority, am an embarrassed conspiracy theorist, and a pretty far left activist.
I am the matriarch out of line of our clan, and live on 40 acres in the High Desert (Mojave) of So. Cali, where I share my home with my partner; the GirlyBoi love of my life, 4 dogs, 3 cats and 5 rescued/rehomed companion parrots and one spoiled cockatoo. My disabled mom lives in a separate house here on the ranch, as does my “sister-in-law” and her 2 teenage sons.
I have returned to blogging after a sot of existential crisis/dark night of the soul that was brought on by the horror of man’s inhumanity to man, the pain and violence in our world and culminating for me in the senseless death of my “Lil Pharoah”.
I am still grieving the loss of my precious grandson of only 6 months who died October, 2007 of SIDS. I am deeply mourning my powerlessness over the unspeakable loss his mother, my only child and daughter, is suffering.
I am grieving the death of my darling grandmother who died 7-3-08 at a well lived 90 years of age, (and lovingly cared for by me for the last 10 years of her life), but who i miss deeply.
I am a two time successful NaNoWriMo novelist who wants to actually finish and revise my novels for publication.
I am trying to find myself again, or better yet- recreate myself in the wake of my recent life-quakes.
“It’s a good life, if you don’t weaken”
~~anonymous attributed by Ruby I Escher, 1918-2008
Thanks for visiting my place and your comment there today on my OtgF post. The issues of suicide, addiction and depression -and how the three factors frequently intertwine -are very much things I feel quite strongly about. The stigma often applied to mental health problems and the lack of understanding so many have -and refuse to try to comprehend -pertaining to depression especially, bothers me immensely. Along with lots and lots of other things that people often put me in the “out-in-space, left-winger” category. I am somewhat liberal on many issues, that much is true enough but I am also frequently a bit of a conservative too at times. I try to be optimistic as much as possible but there are times, when the weight oppresses me and I falter till I find my footing again. I try not to allow bitterness to disrupt me but I know I still have more than a few areas in which the bitter crap still seeps, sometimes pours, through. I hate when that happens because it serves me no useful purpose other than to drag me down again and then, I have to start picking myself up, doing the dust off (which due to increased weight/girth now can be pretty extensive) and then, start all over again. Hope you come back and visit some more. I’ll make coffee.
Peace.
For some strange reason I have been bought to the attention of this website. Initially I was on the Google or yahoo search looking up the word ‘Reruch’ in which I received as an “Outcome” of a tarot card reading, curious to find out this word the google suggested “Tarot Keruch” or “Krutch” and I was suddenly bought to this website with a message stating “Problem” followed with the message ”
Problem?
Looks like you have a problem here sir/madam. You sure you have the right place? Maybe you got a little lost? Maybe you’re looking for something you’re not supposed to find? Either way, just go search for it, it can’t hurt”. I could do with a little more insight from you, but am not sure where to begin.