So I've hit that cyclical point of being an eclectic pagan, where I don't really want to be one right now, and I search out a great, interesting path, only to find out that, yet again, there is no way I can possibly train in it, which starts me back on the eclectic path.

it's a real bitch to live in the middle of nowhere, paganly speaking.  I have two choices.  Book learning  or the local version of Wicca, which  I still don't care for.  I just can't get into it, nor do I get along with the practioners, so that's the end of that.

gotta get back to my own path now, make up the rites and cosmology as I go along.  Well, nothing new there.  it's just a pain in the ass, knowing it's out there, the knowledge, the people able to train, and I can't possibly reach them.  Not without a heck of a lot of money for travel, which is so not going to happen.  grrrr.

Just finished watching Ginger Snaps for the 3rd or 4th time, great movie.  I think I need to go drown my sorrows in white wine and cigarettes.  ciao bella baby.