foxipher: (Hecate)
On all my social media outlets...

The Hermes and Hekate Road Show: Episode 1

This is awesome. It is even more awesome, in my view, because the folks playing Hermes and Hekate are my defining priest and priestess for those roles from Spring Mysteries in years past.

Steer wisely.
Something about cycles.

These are pieces of advice from those deities via that priest and priestess, dispensed to me over the last 6 years. They are also statements that relate to the content of this podcast.

Check it out, y'all.
foxipher: (Mecha-Girl)
My friend John Calderon posted the pagan version of this. I post the version for those for whom humanity, not divinity, is the core of their beliefs, or for those of differing spiritual beliefs from each other.

We must speak our views with gentleness and respect; and listen to each other with patience and compassion. Remember, all things that are spoken can have meaning beyond what we intend. Each of us is a human being and it is to the benefit of us and those around us to look beneath the surface and recognize the humanity in ourselves and each other. To truly understand that the world is always around us is to see the world for what it is, not just what someone wishes it would be. To be at peace with ourselves is to keep ourselves in balance within our own lives and do the best we can at any given time.

Inspired most by Eman.
foxipher: (Shadow)
Note from me, Foxipher: I am lucky enough to never have been suicidal myself. Depressed yes, suicidal no. On September 2nd, 2009, I lost my uncle Steven to suicide. I still struggle with how to feel about that: how to forgive him, how to miss him without that bitter anger, and how to feel about this topic in general. This is something that needs to be talked about. Enough taboo. Enough secrecy.

Originally posted by Amy at November 19th is International Survivors of Suicide Day
November 19th is International Survivors of Suicide Day.

Pretty terrible-sounding holiday, huh. This is an updated post that might look familiar to some of you who saw it last year.

I know this is a difficult topic. )

This is Amy's story. )

Resources )

Thank you for reading. I know that this is a confusing and difficult subject, but I feel it’s one that people should be able to talk about. Today, I’ve decided that “people” starts with me. I’m sorry I didn’t feel comfortable saying all of this earlier. And finally, the scary parts: Feel free to link back to this. Feel free to comment here with other links and resources and stories. Feel free to talk to me about suicide. Feel free to comment anonymously on this post (trolling and hate speech will be deleted).
foxipher: (Theater)
I just woke up from a really awesome theater dream, in which I was in some musical version of Cinderella that does not, at present, exist. I was Cinderella, but I had missed my first cue, and then the dream skipped (as they do) to where it was the part where I was about to get to go to the ball. While I and several of the other cast members were in the dressing room, we had a bunch of songs from other musicals playing. "No Day But Today" came on, and we were all singing along.

The costuming for the play was clever, and apparently I was to be married, in the play, in a sari that was white with blue, red, and metallic bronze accents. I was putting on the sari skirt under the dress when I woke up.

All of this to say that I am realizing how much I love theater, and I wish I'd done it as a kid.

For Spring Mysteries, for Hekate's Sickle Festival, and for the Rite of Venus and the Rite of Sol, I have loved the rehearsal process, the costume planning and acquisition, the practicing on my own time, and the performing. It brings me such joy.
foxipher: (Seattle Girl)

What are your thoughts on this, y'all?
foxipher: (Filk)
It's that time again, filkers! The Pegasus Awards final ballot is up. There will be in-person voting at OVFF, but pre-convention voting is open until midnight Pacific Time on Monday, October 22, 2012.

The Pegasus Awards are filk community awards, awarded by filkers to filkers. From the Pegasus website:
"In order to participate in voting for the Pegasus Awards, you must be a member of the filk community. To be eligible to receive a Pegasus Award, a Nominee (or at least one composer of a collaborative work) must be (or have been) a member of the filk community.

Filk Community Definition

Anyone who exhibits an interest in the filk community can be considered a filker.
Exhibiting interest can be shown by, but is not limited to:
- Filking at sf/fantasy conventions
- Attending filk conventions
- Attending house sings
- Participating in online boards/discussions/mail lists/webrings pertaining to filk
- Discussing filk and filk related issues with other filkers

If you are a filker, please vote!

If you are just hearing of filk, or have only heard a couple of filk musicians, please consider sampling a wider variety and voting next year with your newly broadened experienced self!

I am so excited for OVFF this year!
foxipher: A white sleeping fox sitting up in a boat on the water with a crescent moon overhead. (Moonfox)
I am realizing that there are a LOT of songs about shipwrecks. I'm sure these are only a few. Can you help me make the list longer, reader?

Wreck of the Crash of the Easthill Mining Disaster (Brooke Lunderville)
Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald (Gordon Lightfoot)
Wreck of the Athens Queen (Stan Rogers?)
Napoli (Show of Hands)
Dawson's Christian (Duane Elms)
The Dark Lady (Bernadette Gillece) (Thanks, Ryan!)
Heresy of the Lost (SJ Tucker/Cat Valente)
Voices of the Sea (Heather Alexander) (Thanks, Jen!)
Fisherman's Boy (Heather Dale/Ben Deschamps)
Barrett's Privateers (Stan Rogers)
Irish Rover (folk song) (Thanks, Will!)
Water's In The Hold (Heather Alexander)
foxipher: (Cake or Death?)
A few weeks ago, I ran across a woman reading a book by someone I know on the bus. Before she left the bus, I said, "Great book, isn't it?" Her answer startled me a bit.

"Yeah, but the author says they're from [City], and if they're a native they should know that there are TWO health sciences buildings at [University], not one! I just want to hit them!"*

She exited the bus, and I sat there thinking, "Wow...that's a bit...extreme."

* Not an exact quote, author's gender neutralized and details taken out because they aren't the point.
foxipher: (Seer)
These are tangled musings. I don't have a lot of anecdotes to illustrate them right now. (A decent portion of this comes from my posts on Twitter today.)

Lately I have found myself seeking the balance between "talking about important issues as much as necessary" and "being angry all the time because people suck".

It's got a lot to do with wanting to dialog with others, but not be That Angry Chick That Everyone Tunes Out Because She's Always Angry About Something. Important issues do need talked about; I am constantly trying to suss out what battles to choose and which ones are futile or pointless. I will say that I am unwilling to be "on" all the time because I just can't be. I don't always speak up when rape jokes are told. I don't always tell people when I find something they said sexist. I can't take up every banner, and I won't try to. I actively try to avoid being offended by everything that could be offensive because I like feeling other emotions beyond "anger" and "annoyance". Perpetual states of fight/debate make me very, very tired. Not as tired as a lot of the issues being fought over/debated, but tired nonetheless.

I have a hard time when there are causes that focus on a minority's problem yet are championed principally by members of the majority, to the extent sometimes that the affected people's voices are lost amidst the hubbub of the would-be champions. Those are often causes that I let lay where I find them. If someone close to me in that minority tells me that that issue means the world to them, and would I stand with them, I am more likely to say yes to that.

What I really want for the world is for everyone to treat each other with basic human kindness and decency. We shouldn't need religion to tell us that. We shouldn't need government to tell us that, either. Human kindness and decency ought to be the norm, and yet it isn't. Because we in the U.S. are so far beyond that as a society, we can only start with ourselves, being kind to others as we can.

It isn't always safe to be kind. As much as I'd like it to be, the world is not a safe place. I would not and do not suggest that people take foolish risks to help others. Not everyone has the resources (time, energy, money, etc) to spend a lot helping people who aren't their family or close friends, while still upholding their relationships and responsibilities with any kind of reliability. I'm trying to learn not to be judgmental about how this works for others, because in the end, 1) figuring that out for myself is difficult enough, and 2) I can't possibly know what's better for other people than they themselves do.

This next bit is important: a person's efforts to change one thing aren't worthless because they can't change everything.

I can't help others in any sustained sort of way if I don't have some kind of grounded, centered spot in my own life. I'm not advocating huge immediate all-or-nothing changes because I believe we have to start where we can actually make a difference: in the places where our everyday lives touch those of others. If I'm only talking, and not backing up my words, I'm a slacktivist. My actions include trying to live my life better everyday than I did the previous day. There are so many things I don't have to worry about because of my race, class, education, and citizenship. I learn more about that daily, and it's occasionally embarrassing when I find an especially obvious and egregious example of something I didn't realize. I'm also learning where and when I'm willing to draw the fine, fine line between agreeing to disagree, and being repelled by opinions and actions that harm me and mine. Likewise, discovering when "love" is no longer enough to be able to ignore the actively harmful beliefs of some people I care about.

I will never deny someone else the right to choose to be angry all the time and discuss every issue all the time. I just know that I can't be that person, because it makes me very, very tired, I only have so much to give each time before I hit empty, and I never know how much that will be until the car flashes the gas tank light at my frowning face.

[Edit] Learning to mentally recategorize one another in terms of commonalities would generate greater empathy among all of us.
foxipher: (Filk)
I recorded a new version of "Battle of Serenity", and I finished writing "The Nation of Panem", and recorded a rough track of it.
foxipher: (Crow)
(Earlier today.) Juvenile crows berating their parents in my front yard. They can't fly very well, so the parents were walking with them up and down the street. I wish I had some Cheezits or Wheat Thins.

(Just now) Juvenile crow and parent came back for the stale Cheerios (all I had to give them). They chased off a squirrel. I have now seen "Cawing with your mouthful" & "CAW CAW CAW *glurk* crwwrr" (being fed in the middle of a squawk). I love crows.
foxipher: (Default)
I wish I could go back and redo some of my Athena shrine speech from Spring Mysteries 2012... There are definitely things I'd do differently than I originally did them. If anyone reading this was confused/put off by my shrine speech, and wants to talk about it, please do send me a private message, or email me at foxipher at gmail. If the shrine speech was helpful to you, or made you think, I'd also love to know that. Thanks. A priestess' work is often not finished. :)
foxipher: (Thinky-Thoughts)
Autistic Artist or Artist Who Has ASD?

So, I'm having a thought about this, but I'd really like to hear from my friends who have ASD or who are close to someone with ASD.

My thought is this: Couldn't they have just said "artist, Stephen Wiltshire" instead of "autistic artist"? Or "artist, Stephen Wiltshire", and then at the end, say "He also happens to have Autism Spectrum Disorder." I'm having a hard time parsing whether they are saying something inspirational about a person with ASD, or whether they are saying "this is so incredible because this person is broken/not neurotypical and yet can still do this thing".

If, for whatever reason, you don't want to talk about it on a post, feel free to send me a private message.
foxipher: (Mei-mei)
To those using this article to insist that cats remain indoors because they kill small prey:

Cats. Are. Predators. Of course they kill prey.

Reasons for which *I* think it makes sense to keep cats in doors? Flea and other parasite prevention. Injury and/or death by another animal or a car.

[Edit] I HAVE heard of places where there *are* endangered rodent, lizard, and bird species that domesticated cats hunting has adversely affected their numbers. That would possibly be a situation where I could understand wanting people to keep them inside because they were killing things. Also, killing things and then bringing the dismembered bits inside is not so great, as well.
foxipher: (Walk-In-The-Day)
For those who missed the landing last night, here's a video link courtesy of drcpunk.

I cried, you guys.
foxipher: (Mecha-Girl)
A poem I have posted many, many tomes.

The Layers, Stanley Kunitz

I have walked through many lives,
some of them my own,
and I am not who I was,
though some principle of being
abides, from which I struggle
not to stray.
When I look behind,
as I am compelled to look
before I can gather strength
to proceed on my journey,
I see the milestones dwindling
toward the horizon
and the slow fires trailing
from the abandoned camp-sites,
over which scavenger angels
wheel on heavy wings.
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
out of my true affections,
and my tribe is scattered!
How shall the heart be reconciled
to its feast of losses?
In a rising wind
the manic dust of my friends,
those who fell along the way,
bitterly stings my face.
Yet I turn, I turn,
exulting somewhat,
with my will intact to go
wherever I need to go,
and every stone on the road
precious to me.
In my darkest night,
when the moon was covered
and I roamed through wreckage,
a nimbus-clouded voice
directed me:
“Live in the layers,
not on the litter.”
Though I lack the art
to decipher it,
no doubt the next chapter
in my book of transformations
is already written.
I am not done with my changes.
foxipher: (Oxford Comma)
Anyone not have Marian Call's album SOMETHING FIERCE yet? I have a download code that I don't need because I already own it. :) First person who still reads LJ, wants it, and says so gets it.

[Edit] Persis gets it because she asked first!
foxipher: (Me-Fox)
Reading this:

Starting to realize that I can love what my friends are doing in my fandoms and communities without needing to be involved in ALL THE THINGS, and without feeling inferior/unspecial because I am not involved in many things. These are, as you might surmise by my writing, things I have been struggling with in the last few years. Also? MY FRIENDS ARE AMAZING. Holy wow. Maybe I should start doing a friend feature or something. Seriously.

I am also, realizing that I can appreciate what strangers are doing even if they aren't doing it well (so long as they aren't being douchebags about it). Example: my habit (until now) of beingly scornfully critical of poorly done cosplay. I think I'd rather love them for their enthusiasm rather than show scorn at the poor craftsmanship. I can muse about construction techniques and such, but taking the judgement out of it is HUGE.* Something you might not have known: I was one of the Masquerade judges at V-Con last year. A lot of my opinions were based on enthusiasm just as much as they were on craftsmanship.

As many of my sisters'n'shipmates head down to Fairyworlds this weekend (some are already there, some are on the road as I type, and some will be leaving in the next 24 hours), I think about the amazing things they are going to do, and I'm starting to feel less sad about missing them and more focused on the happiness of the fact that those things exist in the first place because they will be doing them.

*(This is not to say that I will cease speaking on problems in fandom and geek culture. Quite to the contrary, in fact. That, however, is for a different post.)
foxipher: (Change-Agent)
People know each other by what they do. I seem to complain about trivial things a lot. I'm trying to make an effort to lessen that for myself. So, to uphold a pledge to myself to avoid complaining about trivial things on my social media for a month, I will start with a day. It will be easier to work up to a month if I take it in increments. One day, three days, a week, a fortnight, a month.


I try "the rest of today" as trial run, since I have one comment on Twitter right now that I construe as a trivial complaint. So. Here I go.


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