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Tails.
I spent a large portion of trying to get to sleep with a severe dysmorphia. (Sort of like a dysphoria, only I can't spell 'dysphoria', and it's a shape issue.) I couldn't find my tail.
Actually, I was feeling sort of oddly griffin-shaped at the time, to the point of feeling the draft from the AC in two layers, the one that ruffled the fur of the back of my hand and the one that was cooling the bare skin. There are times that I really understand what it would be like to be a World of Darkness changeling.
My feet were too short, too, and my thighbones too long, but that was less disturbing than being unable to find my tail. Which was, I was quite sure, long, prehensile, and scaled -- more serpent-body than anything else. (Not serpent tail. Snakes' tails tend actually to be rather short.) I perplexed
teinedreugan when he got up, a bit, by complaining that I couldn't find my tail. (I took hold of Arthur's, which had fur. That was wrong. Arthur didn't notice.)
Maybe I have an inner manticore.
Actually, at the moment I think I have a beak (I wasn't sure about that last night), or at least I have the wrong shape to my nose. Gnargh. I keep trying to look at it and going cross-eyed, which doesn't help much, because my Sight is none so hot.
Shamanism -- I think I was feeling more body-fluid than usual because of the conversation I was having with
ibnfirnas and
oneironaut before I went to sleep.
I ordered a copy of Etheric Anatomy recently, and sort of read-skimmed it last night. It's . . . interesting. I got it because I've been being nudged to study Feri, and since Feri's an oral tradition it's hard to get a good background without having a teacher. (There may be instruction in the Boston area soon. Have RSVPed for a possible basic class.) It's . . .
. . . okay, first reading. There were a few things that quirked me, but we'll see how that goes; I'm keeping in mind that it was written in the seventies, more or less, and the sort of gender-fluidity that I take as default wasn't necessarily a part of the available vision. I also at some point need to pick
ibnfirnas's brain about ancient Hawai'ian notions of gender, after an offhand comment in there. But . . .
. . . okay, I know what the Three Souls of Feri are now. And I've seen two of them, regularly, when my Sight's running well. (I don't have very good Sight. I have excellent Grope; much of my experiential stuff runs better through touch-based perceptions.) Folks I was in college with may remember some occasional discussion of the anatomy of the aura -- the tight band, the one that's between a half inch and an inch from the skin, and then the larger nimbus? First two souls. The third one's apparently blessed hard to see.
And some of the stuff in EA got me into rambling about some of my not-quite-dysphoria things, which had
ibnfirnas pointing out that in some places the stuff I was on about with my perceptions of my own gendering was traditional shamanic material. Which again has me lusting after
lysana's Deep Woo trance classes, sigh.
Now that I've gotten this far I can't remember quite what I wanted to say about Ht-Hrw, though. I had this lovely rant about gender and stuff going, and I've completely lost it in the brainfuzz of decongestants. So it'll have to wait until I'm not stoned, as will the misc, 'cause that's all gone too.
Tails.
I spent a large portion of trying to get to sleep with a severe dysmorphia. (Sort of like a dysphoria, only I can't spell 'dysphoria', and it's a shape issue.) I couldn't find my tail.
Actually, I was feeling sort of oddly griffin-shaped at the time, to the point of feeling the draft from the AC in two layers, the one that ruffled the fur of the back of my hand and the one that was cooling the bare skin. There are times that I really understand what it would be like to be a World of Darkness changeling.
My feet were too short, too, and my thighbones too long, but that was less disturbing than being unable to find my tail. Which was, I was quite sure, long, prehensile, and scaled -- more serpent-body than anything else. (Not serpent tail. Snakes' tails tend actually to be rather short.) I perplexed
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Maybe I have an inner manticore.
Actually, at the moment I think I have a beak (I wasn't sure about that last night), or at least I have the wrong shape to my nose. Gnargh. I keep trying to look at it and going cross-eyed, which doesn't help much, because my Sight is none so hot.
Shamanism -- I think I was feeling more body-fluid than usual because of the conversation I was having with
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I ordered a copy of Etheric Anatomy recently, and sort of read-skimmed it last night. It's . . . interesting. I got it because I've been being nudged to study Feri, and since Feri's an oral tradition it's hard to get a good background without having a teacher. (There may be instruction in the Boston area soon. Have RSVPed for a possible basic class.) It's . . .
. . . okay, first reading. There were a few things that quirked me, but we'll see how that goes; I'm keeping in mind that it was written in the seventies, more or less, and the sort of gender-fluidity that I take as default wasn't necessarily a part of the available vision. I also at some point need to pick
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. . . okay, I know what the Three Souls of Feri are now. And I've seen two of them, regularly, when my Sight's running well. (I don't have very good Sight. I have excellent Grope; much of my experiential stuff runs better through touch-based perceptions.) Folks I was in college with may remember some occasional discussion of the anatomy of the aura -- the tight band, the one that's between a half inch and an inch from the skin, and then the larger nimbus? First two souls. The third one's apparently blessed hard to see.
And some of the stuff in EA got me into rambling about some of my not-quite-dysphoria things, which had
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Now that I've gotten this far I can't remember quite what I wanted to say about Ht-Hrw, though. I had this lovely rant about gender and stuff going, and I've completely lost it in the brainfuzz of decongestants. So it'll have to wait until I'm not stoned, as will the misc, 'cause that's all gone too.
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*intake of breath*
Good grief. That sounds exactly like the way I see them, which is distinctly different from the way any book I've ever come across has described them. I thought it was just me.
*goes off to Google*
Er, good grief. Yes. I conceptualise some of that differently, but it translates. Wow.
*wanders off slightly discombobulated*
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Have I given you an interesting new line of investigation, or just a sudden Ugol's Law moment? :}
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I never know if I believe any of that, because I seem to have so little access myself, but have too many friends who are otherwise people whose thoughts I find to be good say that it exists. Plus, I read Tarot. So I dunno.
All kinds of interesting to read about, though.
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I believe Jenett has also said she doesn't see but senses in other ways?
If you figure out that Hwt-Hrw thing let me know, that piqued my interest.
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MKK