I’m dying. Again. I do it every so often, you know. And so I suppose it is only fitting that in this my numerological 9 year—which is completion, wrapping up another full cycle—I find myself dying again. And it feels good. We collect so many energies and dust mites as we go through life, and …
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Hold Me.
. Breath of Heaven… Hold me together… Be forever near Me… Breath of Heaven… Lighten my Darkness… Pour over Me… .
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. What’s my name? That which I’m known as no longer holds Me. The length of my arm reaches into The Sea, The rivers and trickles have filled it to here, But the sources are blurry and frosted with Fear. When something is seen, it can no longer hide. When something …
[ BaL(ove)ance ]
. When Love beckons to you, follow him,Though his ways are hard and steep.And when his wings enfold you yield to him,Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.And when he speaks to you believe in him,Though his voice may shatter your dreamsas the north wind lays waste the garden. For even …
I See…
. Help me, if you can… it's just that this… is not the way I'm wired, so could you please help me understand why… But here I am expecting just a little bit too much from the wounded…. …
Au Revoir
. The older I grow, the more everything else changes. Is it everything else, or mySELF? Mind is truly Master on this planet. Want something? Fixate on it, and that’s all you see, think, hear, dream… Don’t want something? Fixate on it, and that’s all you see, think, hear, …
As I Will
. Darksome Night and Shining Moon Balance of the Dark and Light, Hearken ye my Witch’s Rune, As I perform my sacred Rite.With Earth and Water, Air and Fire, By blade and bowl and circle round, I come to you with my desire: Let all that is hidden now be found!With censor, candle, book and sword, And ringing of the altar bell, I tie a knot within my Cord To bind my Magic in a spell. Mother …
Mummified
. Where have I been? What the hell have I been doing?? It seems at some point in the last month I acquired ancient Egyptian gauze. Then I proceeded to enshroud myself a couple hundred times. Mummified. Entombed? Well, Anubis is looming… and Thoth is near at hand…. …
Happybirfdaytime Day!
. Julia’s first birthday party was a BLAST! She loved all the attention of her “Happy Birfdaytime Day” and thinks it should be her Birfdaytime ALL the time! Mainly for the sugar and cheetopoofees, I think. LOL I ask, “How old are you now, JuJu?” And her say, “Wuh!” …