The busy period won’t quit till the print files are with the printer, and that includes the files for the oracle cards, the instructional booklet, and the packaging. I’ve got a long way to go yet, and expect to work on marketing and publicity all along the way as well. Even so, I regard my recharging times as sacred, and have not touched those times in order to blog in writing.
So, another voice entry. Even if I sound a bit congested. I find I really like doing them in the quiet and in the dark! I realise I have a lot of stories to tell. Some of the current experiences are giving me the lessons that I can include in the deck, but without the back stories.
What happened in the lead-up to this entry: I voice-analysed my parents with the technology at work, with my boss’ blessing. I really wanted to see what my mum’s analysis would look like, with her advanced Alzheimer’s and the software’s ability to capture her rational and emotional processes. What the program was able to pick up has lead to some…well, sad realisations on my part, for her. I can only muse that this is what regret/emotional limitations look like when they are left denied and unhealed for too long, as has been the case for my mother.
Disclaimer: I can only speak for my observation on my mum’s life and will never extend my conclusions to other people with Alzheimer’s and/or acute social anxiety.
To reveal my own voice analysis may be in another entry, although, much of it was confirmation, and rather amusing. Have a look at my subconscious impulses:
I should clarify that my problems with people in authority only trigger when they are overreaching and incompetent. ;)