All Still Turns to Gold

[Manuel Tavares]

All Still Turns to Gold

By Catherine Viel

Posted January 8, 2022

 

There’s a lady who’s sure all that glitters is gold


And she’s buying a stairway to heaven…


And a new day will dawn for those who stand long


And the forests will echo with laughter…

And as we wind on down the road


Our shadows taller than our soul


There walks a lady we all know


Who shines white light and wants to show


How everything still turns to gold

~Led Zeppelin, Stairway to Heaven

Another “big date“ came and went yesterday, with no discernible events, and the part of me that savors unhappiness clamped onto this knowledge with an iron grip.

I spent much of the day in an epic bad mood. Frustrated by all the people who refuse to wake up. Irritated by commentators and channels who keep flogging certain dates, knowing all the while that no prediction can be completely accurate.

Worst of all was my overriding self-criticism. I know better than to let outward events, or nonevents, influence me. And then there was the opposing self-talk, chiding myself for being self-critical!

No wonder extraterrestrial races sometimes seem puzzled by humans and our extremes. Even within one body, we can be a battleground.

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Much of my life really is all about moods. Feelings. Feelings I don’t want to feel, feelings that happen despite my protesting them, and those seemingly rare feelings that I actually enjoy.

Even though I intellectually recognize that it seems we need to experience negative and unpleasant things, I’ve never reconciled to it. I’m not sure I want to reconcile to it. ---> https://rayviolet.blogspot.com/2022/01/all-still-turns-to-gold.html