Pretty weird, huh? It's actually been bothering me a lot lately.
I also sometimes worry that maybe the scientists and atheists are right and existence is entirely mechanical in nature. It's not a really big fear because I have faith in my gods and spirituality, but I do sometimes wonder about the inevitability of destruction. Not of death, but of black holes and the sun going nova and eating the Earth. I worry about the challenges my nephew will face in his life and what his children and their children will have to face because of the choices made by the generations before I was born. I wonder if existence is worth it when the long term choices that need to be made are so important that they make those best equipped to make the changes impotent in the face of equally important short term choices. I'm afraid that people have forgotten the necessity for sacrifice and how to see the "big picture." So I wonder if the scientists and atheists are right because if they are, then this is all we've got and we're screwing it up royally. If the mechanical universe is just a phase, then everything's all well and good. But if it's not, we can't ever make it right in the next world, and religion is delusion even if you have faith.
Less fretful fears are that I'm secretly sick and don't know it yet. That the reason I never stop menstruating (yes, I'm still bleeding... it's been a year), is because I have cancer or that my feminine guts are liquifying from some ebola like infection that only affects women. I know... pretty gross. Sorry. I wouldn't worry if the gynecologist would agree to see me, but they said they couldn't do anything for me until I stop bleeding and that's not going to happen any time soon if it hasn't happened in a year. I worry sometimes that my headaches are tumors. That I will go blind like my great grandmother. That the random aches and pains in my hands, legs, or spine are arthritis like my mother suggests. Even less disturbing are my fears that all my hair will fall out because of poor water quality or some illness. I'm rather proud of my hair, so I don't like to think I might lose my best feature.
I worry even less that I will lose my job. Some people worry about that a lot these days, but for me it would almost be a relief. Considering I want to start my own business, time off and unemployment would help immensely with getting my butt in gear. I do worry about losing my job a little because I worry about the circumstances. Will the store close? Will my coworkers lose their jobs as well? Or would it be something I did or didn't do? When I first became a supervisor, I worried about all kinds of things I might accidentally do... like forgetting to lock the front doors at night or accidentally taking money from the register home instead of dropping it in the safe. (I've actually done this three times now, so it's not a big fear any more lol). I do worry about whether my business will be successful if I ever manage to start it. If I even managed to open a brick and mortar store would I be the victim of a hate crime because of my religion? Would I be successful in opening people's eyes, or would people cause a scene and picket to get the "witch shop" closed?
I wonder about these things. These last few aren't even really fears or even worries so much as they are wonderings. I wonder, a lot. I actually wonder about my job less than I wonder about my health and the nature of existence. Does that make me more impractical or more spiritual than the average person?
Today is a festival of Aphrodite.
St. Dorothy's Day is said to bring snow.
The 23rd day of Pamenot is a Feast in honor of Horus.
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