tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40349465098393255932011-11-27T16:17:57.129-07:00Muse & News ~ Thoughts along the way and just possibly where they lead.Ethereal Spirithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11561975360121742405noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034946509839325593.post-77523992217732780142009-05-15T21:56:00.002-06:002009-11-24T12:51:42.396-07:00

This is really late, but I forgot I wrote it! It was buried in my website copy work. Beautiful day! Been in the garden connecting with Mother Earth for a while. The project started as clearing out the dross of last year’s garden, but seems the focus quickly encompassed clearing out my mind in preparation for the Vernal Equinox ceremony and declaration of intention I plan later today. The Vernal

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Have you ever wished to see an ethereal being, a nature spirit, an elemental? I’d bet you already have and just didn’t realize it. That shadow or dark flicker just at the edge of vision that’s gone when you turn to see what it is, or those flickers of light just off on the horizon, but then, usually a breeze distracts you, and they’re gone too. Sometimes, when you’re especially sensitive,

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Christmas just past somehow felt extra special with very little shopping and lots of making, (which is what I like best anyway), and the thinking about each person on my list and the giving was a bigger joy. Reflecting on these emotions at the time, I felt it was a sign-of-the-times as evidenced by the recent election and somehow a cosmic gift of the Economic Crisis. We wanted/needed change and

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Through the woodsAlong the stream You become part of my dream.You call,You glimmer,Or project into my space,Blessing me with your presence and grace.And I see what in time could bethe essence of your being brought forth to see.Sometimes a fairy,Sometimes a gnome,Sometimes a house for you to call home.I am here for you to useto bring you for forth for all to peruse. I saw you there in the

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It’s been dark and gloomy, cool and mostly overcast for a few days. I’m not ready for the inward turn of winter energy. I’m wanting some harvest from months of hard work, learning and doing things about which I knew little. I yearn for my studio, the smell of wood, and the emergent faces. My thoughts are scattered and my temper is cranky. This inward turn of energy struggles with my outward push

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The election is behind us and a brighter future seems in the offing, at least to the majority of Americans. As I see it, time is our friend and foe, as we need results in a hurry, but the abundance of pressing tasks will be virtually impossible to achieve quickly. There is a lot to talk about and to be proud about yet a code of silence still hangs in the ethers for fear of offence. We have been

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