Jan. 21st, 2003

cthulhia: (puzzle)
Described as something women have more of than men.

Intuition is something women are constantly told they have, and hence, they notice it more than men. In general. I've known some truly perceptive guys, and women more spiritually clueless than myself.

I wonder if transgendered types would be more suited to determining such theories. Though one can argue that this sense in particular may be what makes someone convinced they're in the wrong body. I get a mild form of that, but the male option would be more alien. (I really should be in the body of a taller woman, thin enough to consider androgyny, with less frizzy hair!) I may suck at being a girl, but I have missed 30+ years of training to be a boy.

I would say that my intuition is never right, but, in the past year or so (since I started SA?) it seems to have gotten measurably better. Or I've learned how to interpret it better. More willing to listen to how my whole body reacts to something.

I feel like I've reached a point of karma return, or something. This has me very worried about the bad karma I probably have coming to me. Perhaps it really was prepaid.
cthulhia: (my day in the sun)
I've never lost my childlike sense of wonder, what my parents later described as my sense of the bizarre, at least as expressed in my writing for the Shire newsletter that led to my career in publishing. (Alas, there aren't many places that pay for introspection, so I work in design.)

The first time I really realized that most people lose their wonder was in Ireland. We'd just arrived. We were sitting in the station restaurant trying to figure out our next plan. She stared out at the water, turned to me, and asked, "Where's the Atlantic? As in, globally, versus the Pacific and Indian Oceans, not whether or not I knew if we were looking at the Atlantic, or at the bay between the British Isles.

This was our post-college celebratory trip. If it didn't annoy me so much, I'd offer you her URL of the experience, where she describes her desire to "eat and buy T-shirts" as more fully cultural than my "sole" interest in museums. O yeah, and she wanted me to smoke in Amsterdam, when I had no idea the affect smoking would have. If it turned me into her, I would risk being too clueless to avoid being mugged by gypsy kids. Bad.

Backpacks have limited room for T-shirts. When I did say, "hey, we have time to go someplace nice, and it's Paris!" she decided to save as much of her remaining travel money as possible for bills back home!

She also commented, when in Paris, that it was a shame we didn't go see the Mona Lisa when we were in Italy.

It took years, but we are back on speaking terms. But I am the weirdest person she knows. Which is to say, I still have a sense of wonder, without having to be on drugs first.

Although, if Arisia is any indication, sleep deprivation doesn't hurt. Nor does being surrounded by the folks from Wunderland.
cthulhia: (chester)
and I have net back. yay!

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