
Thursday was another Trickster Salon, with the theme, "Secrets in the Shadows!" At first I planned to channel Lillith, the Sumerian demon storm queen. I wanted to wear something dark and sexy and scandalous to show off the power of my sultry female side. But then I didn't have the funds or time to go purchase a corset or the like, so I turned to the idea of a sexy pirate costume. But then I felt stupid and annoyed about the thought that I had to be sexy at all, so I started fretting and drinking whiskey and saying maybe I didn't even want to go to the Salon, I would just
stay home, and then I realized that was a Shadow Self talking.

So I decided to be with whatever was happening, and Luke and I put on black and decided we were modern day pirates, although we really just looked kind of lame, as this picture will testify. The art I had brought was really lame as well; it was an old collage that I had put in a frame at the last minute and bordered with words from a journal entry that I had written about my shadow self; mediocre. boring. utterly inconsequential. useless.
The art was bad and I knew it, and Luke didn't try to sugarcoat things. In fact, when we left the salon, he said something along the lines of "maybe next time you should actually TRY and you know, put TIME into doing a real painting of something," and so I got all mad and dramatic and said "Fine! Thanks! Maybe I'll just throw this collage AWAY!" and he just shrugged and said, "Ok," which made me even more mad, and I did throw it away, and it felt good because I did know I could do something much better, but when Luke said, "See? Didn't that feel good?" I got even MORE mad and refused to speak to him the rest of the way home.

Whew! So, in summary, my shadow self was most definitely out and about that evening, and I can only believe that everything that happened was for my highest ultimate good. And sure enough, for the next Trickster Salon I did try, and did do a painting, and you can read all about it in the next installment.

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