Memorial Fund |
Some of you may have heard me talk about a Memorial Fund that my family is starting in honour of my Dad. Being a fireman was something that was so much a part of him, he
couldn't help but be one. I...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Jul 2009 16:48:00 GMT |
The Huntress - Chapter One |
The candles flickered and danced as she swept silently into the great room. the shadows were her friends now, and she melted into them. Unseen, she could gleen as much information from the unsuspectin...
Posted by on Sun, 14 Jun 2009 19:28:00 GMT |
The Magick of the Mother |
Soft winds blow.
Bright new leaves wave proudly in the sky.
The sounds of life dance along the breeze,
Filling the silence with the magick of the Mother.
Rays of warmth,
Filtering down to chas...
Posted by on Thu, 07 May 2009 08:42:00 GMT |
The Huntress... |
The candles flickered and danced as she swept silently into the great room. the shadows were her friends now, and she melted into them. Unseen, she could gleen as much information from the unsuspect...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Apr 2009 08:59:00 GMT |
Mantra's - What I think about that... |
A friend of mine posted the Gayatri Mantra in his Facebook status, andit created a process of events in my brain. First off, I recognized itas Sanscrit but had no idea what it said, as I can't read Sa...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Mar 2009 18:27:00 GMT |
The Mother Breathes |
The snow melts. Drip, drip, drip. Pools of hope form as the warm rays of the sun melt away the memory of the cold.I have taken this time to walk. Out into the trees, still baren, but humming with wa...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Mar 2009 16:29:00 GMT |
They Say... |
I took a very beautiful Christian song, and re-wrote the words to notonly reflect my personal religion, but to touch on the issues of today.Original words, and music, by Jars of Clay.Dear Gods,Surroun...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Feb 2009 18:35:00 GMT |
In a dream I had |
In a dream I hadThe night was black as pitchThe wind beat a torrent on my doorstepAnd howled down the flueThe moon a heavy lidded seductressBeckoned me come forthOut into the inky blacknessDown the p...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Jan 2009 17:13:00 GMT |
So, its a new year... |
So, its a new year, and what have you done? Always hated that line inthat song. What do you mean what have I done? Like you should haveperformed some major feat each year and if you don't, then it ...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Jan 2009 09:10:00 GMT |
Twas the Night before Yule |
I post this every year since I re-wrote it. Enjoy...Twas the night before Yuleand all through my houseThe cats were all playingwith their new catnip mouseThe stockings were hung, and the tree all a g...
Posted by on Wed, 24 Dec 2008 18:24:00 GMT |
