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January 16th, 2001

Must get to bed earlier for a change...

instead of staying up 'til all hours, exploring LiveJournal, reading, posting, etc. Have actual things to do around the house tomorrow--laundry, for one thing.

Okay, off to beddy-bye. :-)

Essence of Mouseness

Okay, I said I would explain this. When I started my LiveJournal, I was trying to see if I could write and *be* a person separate from an identity most everyone knows me by, at this point. I don't think I can, though.

When I first got on Chat (this was on an online service called GEnie many years ago), I used the handle Queen of Pentacles (because that was/is my significator in the tarot deck). And later I went through RainShadow to RainFlower. But during all those times, I held myself aloof, trying to be dignified, never really cutting loose, and in consequence, not having much fun. Well, I had fun, in a reserved, quiet way.

I am not sure how this part started; but when someone would hand me Hawaiian Punch on ChatLines, I would morph into a mouse. And get silly and have *much* more fun!

Also, during this time, someone very close to me was studying shamanism. I read up on mice and found out I truly *was/am* a mouse. And a lot of things in my life made more sense to me then. :-)

I have used my various identities interchangeably over the last few years.

But when I started this LiveJournal (called RainFlower's Journal, originally), I thought I could separate my human persona and be some kind of languid, lovely lady. But I found I felt very constrained, that I could not really let my natural emotions flow. After a few postings I had a couple images happen in my head. One was of someone stepping on the hem of my long dress and the dress falling away, revealing a mouse on stilts, with a human mask. :-P The other was of me, the mouse, bringing my human mech to a creaking halt, flipping a lever, and popping the lid on the top of the head, to reveal a mouse at the controls inside. ::grin:: And a *country* mouse at that, since I will never be that sophisticated lady, dressed in black or purple and being mysterious and casting sultry glances. I'm just me, da little mousie. <:3 And I'm happier this way. :-)