I didn’t get lucky after the Seder last night, but I didn’t try very hard. I just ate and drank and hung out and danced and had a fantastic time.
What does it take to be a predator? I know how to be the receptive feminine. How do I send my energy towards one goal while still casting my net wide?
Ah! The spider!
She weaves. With every morning, she creates her world, she defines her battleground.
Can I be a funnel? Can the full moon be my axis mundi? Am i, like the spider, completely inconsequential and uninteresting?
I feel power inside me. It rocks me hard and i want the friction of “other”. A good one this time.
Which one?
We’re all one.