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he is not my ex lol...former christian but still the husband......he has offered to replace but those things cannot be replaced...the remainder of my skulls are now out in the open where i can keep an eye on them...he no longer freaks at the human skull in the kitchen.....
The Great A'tuin is my favorite (space) turtle.
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good morning....great thread.....you do realize the christians or those who claim to be christian will not participate in this thread?
o well.....
perhaps a misunderstanding of what totems are?
some one will say devil worshiping etc?
The Great A'tuin is my favorite (space) turtle.
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Terry Pratchett and DiscWorld is my favorite relaxing literature.
I ponder "Small Gods" at least weekly.
good morning....great thread.....you do realize the christians or those who claim to be christian will not participate in this thread?
o well.....
perhaps a misunderstanding of what totems are?
some one will say devil worshiping etc?
Good thread. Reminds of the time when my oldest daughter was a child and every time I took her hiking with me dragonflies would follow her around.
Even after reading through this thread, I don't have a clue what's going on. I'll stay though, and figure it out as the thread progresses.

Also, Asclepias.....when Charlie died (our dog), my husband howled in grief like a wolf. Head thrown back, tears sliding down his face and a short howl of just flat out heart pain. Being as stoic as he usually is...it amazed me at the same time I was grieving for Charlie. So I snuck outside, leaving him in private to grieve as he saw fit, and I hid behind a building on the grounds. A field was next door with no buildings on it, so I felt hidden there, to sob my own grief without interruption. When I thought I had myself back in control where I could crawl back out without being seen by any of the tenants....I crawled to the field between bushes. When I raised up...it was full of thousands of dragonflys. THOUSANDS. Swirling not back and forth like they tend to do, but in a circle...then swirling back into another circle.
They were telling me Charlie was ok. They were my messengers that day. I told my hubby when I returned to the apartment and he nodded. Just one nod. We appreciated the message.
Dragonflies have special meaning for me now. They always will.