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In recent days I've been thinking a lot about alternative forms of divination. Most of you reading this are familiar with Tarot and astrology. Some of you may also be familiar with how to use runes, palmistry or ways to "read" a crystal ball. There are, however, some lesser-known forms of divination that are every bit as powerful as the better-known methods.
One form I've been looking at has intrigued me since my parents took me to L.A.'s Chinatown when I was a child. It's a sort of silly, fatalistic game consisting of a bunch of narrow wooden strips each having a number printed on it. These were all kept within in a cylindrical container. You'd think of a question and shake the
Some people like money as a gift. While there's a part of me that thinks, "Good! Money! I can do something with this," there's also another part of me that thinks, "They sure didn't think much about this gift!"
I prefer receiving something that someone has actually spent time considering. "What is Don like? What does he need? What does he want? What will he use?" That's the type of gift I prefer to give, too. For me, spending time considering what someone needs, will like and will use is a pleasure for me. It can also be challenging if I don't have in mind a variety of things to choose from that might appeal to a person.
There's a surprisingly different problem when selecting a gift,
When I was very young I was fascinated by my grandfather's books. Some were incredibly old and smelled funny. Years later I learned that the acrid smell was a type of mold often found on old books. Many used book stores reek of it.
Initially, I wasn't allowed to touch "Grampa Bill's" books. After I learned to read when I was four, I was permitted to look through them only if supervised. When it was seen that I took care of the books, I could look at them on my own.
Most of the books were fairly standard. There was a collection of Shakespeare that was very old and rare. They are now in my library and, regrettably, they're in very fragile condition. One book that intrigued me, and that