My Friend
Contributed by: Mary Nelson
Separated by miles, as she and I are
No time or element keeps us apart..
I feel when there is trouble, I know when
There is pain and sorrow.
The ties that bind well have us smiling tomorrow.
You have grown stronger than some would say,
always leaving time for a moment to play.
Walking down a street, or working in your yard
Communing with nature whilst standing guard.
The search of tomorrow allows you love of life…
time for which something exists
to have reality or life subsist.
She and I will be together once more, either one
knocking at the door.
With coffee and computer in hand,
We’ll terrorize some yellow tents where they stand.
Our friendship is always moving forward and evolving
Leaving no stone unturned or a new life’s puzzle for solving.
I dictate this and type the words, but none describe this friend of mine
Like the first two lines.
She will always be a friend, sister, emotional shoulder and a good ol gal.
my buddy my gal pal.
The Elements
Contributed By: Mystic Wolf
Fire, Earth, Water, Air,
Please take care.
Watch with Spirit,
Don’t get too near it.
Follow the Rede,
Do not give in to greed.
Listen to Father Time,
For be blessed me with rhyme.
The Lord of the Forest,
is the ideal florist.
He knows what works best,
so birds can make a nest.
My Lord He Is
Contributed by: Mystic Wolf
He is
The Horned one
He is
The Lord of the Forest
He is
the Hunter and the Hunted
He is
the Sovereign of animals
He is
the Ruler of winter
He is
the King of the deceased
He is
the Divine
He is
Father Time
He is
both the Lady’s equal and opposite
He is
the Emperor of the Sun
He is
the Prince of abundance
He is
the Czar of Fertility
He is
my Majesty
Now That I Am Wiccan
Contributed by: Mystic Wolf
Now that I am Wiccan,
the breeze caresses me.
Now that I am Wiccan,
the trees whisper to me.
Now that I am Wiccan,
the Sun’s rays wrap me in warmth.
Now that I am Wiccan,
energy surrounds me.
Now that I am Wiccan,
Life is more dear to me.
Now that I am Wiccan,
the idea of hurting another makes me ill.
Now that I am Wiccan,
my temper has gone.
Now that I am Wiccan,
my desire for War has ended.
Now that I am Wiccan,
my heart is bursting with happiness.
Now that I am Wiccan,
a part of me long injured, is finally healing.
Now that I am Wiccan,
I am Complete.
Before I Was Wiccan
Contributed by: Mystic Wolf
Before I was Wiccan,
the Wind battered me.
Before I was Wiccan,
the trees were simply there.
Before I was Wiccan,
the Sun burnt me.
Before I was Wiccan,
the World was dead to me.
Before I was Wiccan,
Life wasn’t as precious.
Before I was Wiccan,
I lived in an “everyone for himself” world.
Before I was Wiccan,
I was always angry.
Before I was Wiccan,
I wanted to go to War.
Before I was Wiccan,
my heart was heavy.
Before I was Wiccan,
My heart was bleeding.
Before I was Wiccan,
I was incomplete.
My Lady She Is
Contributed by: Mystic Wolf
She is
the Lady of the Moon
She is
Mother Nature
She is
the Monarch of the Night
She is
the Mother of all Life
She is
the Empress of Spring
She is
the Consort of the Lord
She is
compassionate
She is
wise
She is
enchanting
She is
my Queen
Little Bird Home
Little voice
Little bird
Safe in nest
Chirping for affection
Growing ever stronger
Soon
Perhaps too soon?
To flap your wings
One day to quietly fly away
Long flight
Fledgling’s flight
Soaring high, Winging low
Back to original nesting grounds
Seeking life and living
Soon to link with kindred spirit
One with whom new family made
Families together blending
Sticks and twigs gathering up
A new nest to make
A new life to prepare for
Hatchling to Fledgling to Mated Pair making their own nest
The family is coming again together
Little Bird is home.
For Shaina -
Blessings Be.
Written: 04:05 - 04:26 / 01-25-2008
Posted: 01-25-2008
Weaving Samhain’s Circle
By Staff Writer: G. Brad Harte
Quickly, Quickly come
The Circle is forming
Children from Elders
Fathers with Mothers
Sisters and Brothers
Come quickly
round the Fire gather
Link the Chain
Form the Weave
Weave the Circle
Dance for Our Elders
Dance for Our Kin
Green Man, Green Man
Forests Warden friend
Druid, Druid
Sacred Mage of ages old
round this Fire We dance
Dance the Samhain night
This Night between Realms
Veils parted
Welcoming again the departed
Quickly, Quickly come
round the Fire gather
Weaving Samhains Circle.
“Charge of the Parents”
[b][i]Charge of the Parents[/i][/b]
[b]By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard[/b]
I am Your Mother.
I am Your Father.
We have been with You always.
Remember Us.
Return to Us.
Come home to Us.
We are Your Parents.
We bring You into life
We take You out of life.
The life You have is Ours to give
It is Ours to take away.
I am Your Father.
I am the Sun that lights and warms Your days.
I am Your Mother.
I am the Moon that lightsYour nights.
We are Your Parents.
From before the start of time till after the end of time
We have been with You.
In the light of day
In the dark of night
We are with You.
Form Your circles
Dance,
Sing,
Quietly meditate.
Consecrate Your days Celebrate Your nights.
This is Your time
This is Your place.
Celebrate Your days Consecrate Your nights.
Light the incense
Burn the candles
Share the food and drink.
Observe Your Rites and Rituals.
Remember the Ways of Your mortal Elders.
Find a tree, sit in silent sanctuary, and be as one with Us.
We are Your Parents.
Come Home to Us.
Resurections #1
[b]Written and Posted by: Paganus Greybeard[/b]
Flying with Angels
Fallen
Crawling with Demons.
Silent Dark
Empty Cold
Solitary Path
Walking Alone.
Shattered.
Scattered.
Thousands Shards of Self.
Integrate.
Consolidate.
Amalgamate.
Become One.
Living as Lost.
Living as Dead.
Walking the Desert
Three Years Walking
Seems like Thirty
Going nowhere
No where to go
Circles.
Under the Tree -
Beside the Path
Sitting
Meditating.
Reading.
Writing.
Learning.
Growing.
Grounding.
Centering .
Balancing.
Cold
Empty
Dark
Alone.
Voice heard
Voice responded to
Guidance heard-
Directions received.
Up from Oblivion
Moving Slowly
Moving.
No longer alone
Lord & Lady walking beside
Companionship.
New Guide also walking alongside.
Calming influence.
Guides advising
Guardians protecting
Muses inspiring
Getting the work done.
Many into One
One for the Many
One for the All.
Walking on.
Walking a new path?
Or is it the old path walked anew?
Let’s Walk.
Let’s Resurrect
Upward -
Onward -
Into the Light.
Zoom - Zoom
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Zoom-Zoom
Working.
Doing.
Being.
Face-in-the-Miror -
Be aware.
I am here.
Very little sleep.
Many hours awake.
I just keep pushing forever forward, onward ..
I push forward.
Nothing had better get in My way.
Nothing whatsoever.
I will crash through it.
I will leave it shattered and splattered.
Do not even think of getting in My way.
It matters not Whom or What You are.
You will also get shattered and splattered.
No joke.
No empty words.
I have the means and capability to enforce this.
I have enforced this in the past.
I have no problem with enforcing this in the present or future.
No problem whatsoever.
I have been trained to not have any problems with doing whatever must be done to accomplish whatever must be done.
Whatever I may need to do I will do.
Anything whatsoever.
Be aware.
I’m coming right straight on through.
Are You in the way?
Move it or loose it.
You may not have much time to decide.
The clock is ticking, I coming on
I am not slowing down
I am not stopping.
Shatter? Splatter?
Or get out of the way?
Half-awake I batter and crash onward.
I do not stop.
I will not stop.
I cannot stop.
Face-in-the-Mirror -
I have spoken.
Have You listened?
Have You heard?
Zoom Zoom.
Triplus Poema
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
No Demons Season
Alone I stand -
Alone I walk -
Alone I am.
In Captivity Cold -
Wrapped in Chains -
Bottom of Pit Remains -
My Inner Demon.
Escape did not -
Escape will not -
Confinement continues -
Locked away.
Darkest Weeks passed -
First time in Years -
Last Week -
First Week -
No Sight -
No Sound -
Nothing At All -
For this First Ever -
No Demons Season.
Walking Beyond
Here
There
Beyond
Here
This World & Nation -
This Realm & Reality -
Fragile.
Faint.
Ephemeral.
There
Another Here -
Yet -
Not exactly -
Quite -
For that Here -
is
There -
Away.
Delicate.
Breakable.
Broken.
Beyond
Not Here
Not even There
Outside -
For escaping Inside -
Shapless -
Shapes have Sides -
Formless -
Forms have Shapes -
Null Shape -
Non Form -
Side’s Out -
In’s Reverse -
Backward’s Forward -
Spin’s Dizzy -
Swirl -
Step’s buy bye Step -
Twirl -
Twist -
Move -
Leap -
Be -
Above -
Below -
Inside -
Outside -
There & Here -
Shapeless Forms -
Square Circles -
Round Squares.
Peg’s Boards -
Of the One -
Into the Other -
Not mixed -
Not watched -
Circles -
Squares -
Thrice Angles -
Neither’s Nor.
Out’s Side’s In.
In’s Side’s Out.
Shakedown -
TakeDown -
Breakdown.
Straight Down to Heaven.
Walking Beyond.
Step Walking
Stepping Forward -
Stepping Beyond.
Step buy bye Step -
Forward Two -
Backward One -
Progress Made -
Unmade.
Walking Forward -
Standing Still.
Moving Here to There -
Where is -
Where will be -
Never was -
Never be -
Place -
Function & Form -
Shape & Structure -
Mundanian Physical -
Everyday’s ‘reality’ -
Elsewhere’s ‘meta-reality’ -
Shapeless Shape -
Formless Form -
From Physical Mundane -
Metaphysical Extraordinary -
Daily Journey.
Stepping Forward -
Walking Forward -
Standing Still -
Stepping Beyond.
Step Walking.
Heffalumps and Woozles
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Strange days -
Weird energies -
Long hours -
Cold mornings -
Warming Afternoons -
One morning this working week some energies came by -
Around 10:30 in the AM it was -
Still slowly warming up with frosty mental fuzz -
Song appeared -
‘bangin’ ’round ‘n ’bout in the brain -
“Heffalumps and Woozles”
sung to the music of the old tv series “Addams Family” -
Strange that -
The words and music fit -
So why am I thinking of Cousin Itt? -
Makes no cents -
Perhaps some British pence -
or even a Zloty or two? -
Don’t know ’bout You -
but nothing here seems to fit -
Might be time to give it over to Fester and Itt -
as this Solitaire Greybeard does sit and in these quiet hours observes -
and has the passing thought -
perhaps all of this is a message -
I sent My Dragons out -
Perhaps this is their message -
I know Dragons have a sense of humour -
But “Heffalumpos and Woozles” sing to “Addams Family"?
Ah well -
Dragons -
Huffenstuff and Puff -
and Away We Go!
Tiny Climber
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Tiny little ant -
crawling, crawling -
up, up faux-marble pillar -
where are you going? -
what is there? -
tiny climber?
Sharings - 12, 2006
Time.
Hours.
Days.
Dark to Light to Dark all around the Cycle.
Quiet.
Noisy.
Busy.
Moments of Inner Study,
Understanding and Outward Sharing -
The Solemnis Solitaire Sits -
Observes -
Writes -
Shares.
Black Cat dumpster scrounging -
scramble fast away -
parked by palm -
early morning arrival -
empty lot -
City still asleep -
sleeepy chirp of unseen featherhead -
“Go away. Sun not up yet.”
Suit rides up -
Suit, tie, fighting yawns -
bicycle in locker -
laptop over shoulder -
off to coffeehouse -
newspaper delivered to racks -
lot begins to fill -
first stirrings -
hint of dawn -
this working mondae begins -
slowly.11/20/2006
Hours -
Moments -
Slow rising of the Warming Sun -
The DayFather Arrives -
The NightMother softly slips away -
Sun is up -
Cold concrete slowly warming -
Birdseed offered and served.
Offerings found -
Offerings accepted.
Hungry, Hungry. 11/21/2006
Sounds -
nearly half heard stirrings and rustlings -
the day comes slowly alive -
First Light -
Orange, Blue, & Red -
Slow rising dawn -
Soft rustlings -
Quiet Chirpings in the bushes -
Seed offered and accepted -
Cold Morning -
Slow Flying Bee -
Pauses on sweater -
Resting for a moment -
Little ‘chi-chirup’ -
Offerings found -
offerinbgs again accepted.
Winter’s Coming.
Eat, Eat! 11/22/2006
Sitting at pillar -
Faux-stone -
Watching the little events -
Observing the story beneath Our Human feet -
Small Black Bug -
feelers atwich -
up from concrete’s crack -
seeking, searching, sensing -
gust of wind -
dry, brown leaf -
leaf vs. small black bug -
bug back down concrete’s crack -
leaf blows onward -
silly little bug! -
it was only a brown, dried leaf!12/01/2006
Sitting -
Watching -
Observing -
Remaining not above -
Not seperate and distant -
But a silent, observing paricipant -
One of -
One with -
One belonging.
Time -
Hours -
Moments -
Days.
Light and Dark -
Day and Night -
Around the Endless Cycle -
Moments of Inner Study -
Observing, Learning, Sharing -
Thus it was -
This is is -
Thus it will be -
This Paganus the Greybeard -
This Solemnis Solitaire.
Bearing the Light
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Light.
Of the Light -
From the Light -
Illumination Spirits -
Guide’s of the path -
Agent’s of the ages -
Occult’s Officers -
Mystic Magi -
Magical Muses -
Ancient Ages Wisdom -
Sages from the Aeon’s -
Warrior’s of the way -
Bearing the Light -
Warmth and Healing unto Winter’s Cold
and Despairing Darkness -
Salve the Sorrows -
Repair the Damage -
Heal the Hurts -
Rebuild, Reset, Redo,
For the Hemisphere North -
The Cold, Dark, Depressingly Despairing Months of Doom,
Prepare the Hearth -
Light the Fires -
Stock the Larders.
The Night are long -
The Storms destructive.
The Harvests gathered.
Comes now the long months of Darkening Cold -
Ice and Snow upon the Ground -
Rivers frozen -
The Land lies fallow -
The Goddess carries on Alone -
Her Lord Lies Dead -
A Childe inside Her Grows -
Hope for the Next Year -
Hope for the Coming Spring.
As this Season lies buried under blankets of frozen white -
White not of life -
White of despair, cold and death -
The Land and its People huddle close -
close by the Fires of the Hearth -
waiting -
waiting -
Waiting for the Light.
Light of Life -
Light of Spring.
Bear the Light.
Bear the Life.
Winter is Coming.
Spring is months away.
Hold alight the Light.
Let not Hope of the Coming Spring Die.
Bear the Light into Winter’s Night.
Bear the Light.
{To Be Continued….}
Away the Swords
By Staff Writer Paganus Greybeard
Home.
Off the Ships -
So long at Sea -
Off the Roads -
So long the Riding and Marching -
I am Home.
The stone walls around me -
courtyard and wall -
common room and kitchens -
My room - my sanctuary - awaits.
Unsaddle the horse -
Wipe down, rub down -
Grain and water -
So trusted and steady -
Honoured, trusted friend & companion -
Again home -
In pasture’s safety -
Run and have a moment away from the Wars.
I hang the tabards, the baldrics, surcoat, doublet,
mailshirt away.
I don again the the pants and tunic.
The Swords again locked away high upon the wall.
The Shields hung also upon the wall.
Retain the Daggers - useful tools.
Slice the bread and cheese -
Core the apples -
Time for lunch -
Here back at home -
Back in this village -
This community -
Where baker knows butcher -
Candlesticks knows weaver -
All know the blacksmith -
My village -
My quiet place -
My home -
Where I serve the Lords & Ladies -
The Lord & Lady -
So pull up a stool or chair -
Gather ’round -
I’ll draw a pint for all -
This Barman has tales to tell!
Alone I write: Again as nothing……
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Alone I sit -
quiet in the night -
upright in bed -
light overhead -
paper and pencil -
writing.
Beside Me books -
printed pages bound -
words and images -
knowledge offered -
wisdom shared -
learning enabled.
Clipboard and paper -
pencil in hand -
words in thought -
words by written hand -
images of visions -
sensations of emotions -
feelings of encounters -
sharing of inner self -
fragments of psyche -
captured by mind -
committed to paper -
to be read -
to be shared -
written by One for All.
Quietly I sit -
alone to write -
upright in bed -
quiet in the day -
sunlight through window -
paper and pencil -
writing.
Beside Me piles -
books, papers, boxes -
life in cluttered jumble -
collected here -
where I sit -
where I write -
alone.
This Household is no Monastery -
This Room is no Cloisture -
yet in many ways -
for so many years -
in so many Households -
so many Rooms -
Those roles Household and Room have served.
I am here as surely as if I were locked up.
I cannot leave.
Where to go? -
How to get there?
Cloistured here I am.
I sit here -
I sit here alone -
I write here -
I write here alone -
Who is there to read?
I am here to write.
Who can read if I never leave here?
Here I write.
Here are My words.
Together We are here -
alone.
I am here -
words by hand -
no online -
no phone -
silenced.
Shut-down.
Shut-out.
Solitary.
I have Articles, Forum entries and Poems to write.
They are not written.
Not today are they written.
What is the point -
if in this Cloisture -
I am to remain?
I cannot contribute this way.
I cannot participate this way.
I am not involved this way.
Here -
as Silent Solitary -
I cease to exist as a working and functional
participant and contributor.
Here -
in this Room that is not a Cloisture -
in this Household that is not a Monastery -
I become again as nothing.
Cold stone walls surround Me -
there are physically no stone walls here -
yet I ‘feel’ & ’sense’ them.
Exercises I have been doing -
this is not exercise.
I am in stone -
surrounded by stone -
there is no stone.
I ’see’ the arched covered walkways -
I ’see’ the well & cistern -
the strange patterns of shadow in the courtyard -
I ‘hear’ the slam of the heavy wooden doors -
the soft footsteps down the corridor -
in My Room -
in My Cloisture -
I am -
again as nothing -
writing as by hand -
pausing for a moment -
wondering if any will read the words -
words I write -
not in stone -
but here in Household -
alone.
What ‘test’ is this?
What ‘challenge’ is this?
What ‘lesson to be learned’ is this?
I sit enclosed in a silent and empty
monastery of stone -
a monastery of silent stone that
does not physically exist -
yet I ‘feel’ it -
I ’sense’ it as thought it were existant -
I can almost even ’smell’ it -
dampness and mildew -
not of lath, metal and wood -
but of stone and brick.
I am not a Monk,
So why do I feel that I am?
This is no monk’s cell.
So why do I feel that it is?
This is no stone carved monastery.
Then why do I ‘feel’ the stone so strongly
I can almost touch it?
What experience is this?
I know not.
I am simply sitting here -
clipboard and paper -
Saturn’s Day afternoon -
writing -
alone.
This is no exercise.
This is very, solidly real.
This is happening -
if only inside My mind.
White stone walls.
Dark wooden doors.
Tiny slits of windows.
Cots, tables, desk, closet and chair.
Worn rug upon floor.
None physical.
Yet all so very real.
Another time?
Another place?
Another realm or dimension?
I do not know.
Yet I do know this -
the longer here I sit -
sit writing here -
the more I ’see’, ’sense’, ‘feel’.
How unreal.
Or is it?
Whom to speak with?
Whom to share this with?
Nobody.
Not till Mondae -
If even then….
Will anybody even read this
will anybody even know of this -
I cannot say -
I cannot know.
Perhaps yes.
Perhaps no.
This is far beyond My knowing.
These words - by hand -
were written.
That much I know.
Alone I sit -
Quietly -
upright in bed -
sun through window -
paper and pencil -
writing -
alone.
St Alban’s Voices #1
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Voices -
A toast -
Spirit invoked -
Elder’s spoken -
Younger’s speak -
Scribe silently scribbles -
in end of table quiet -
Faces and Souls known -
In this Guild -
Where the fun is put back into disfunctional -
Daniel and Sarah -
Married after Festival ‘04 -
Power and Glory -
Truth and Justice -
Love, Honour and Obey?…..
This Scrible is blasted-
Blitzed -
Blown -
and sitting here -
Learning -
Growing -
Being and Becoming -
Becoming and Being….
It’s getting deep here -
Deep it’s getting here -
So thus it was -
So thus it is -
So thus it be -
Whatever -
However -
Wherever -
Whenever….
I sit here listening -
I sit here learning -
I sit here scribbling…
Around and about -
About and Around -
This scribbling powerless Magus -
Magus without power -
Magus who does not know how to call power -
Power is here -
Even if this blasted and blitzed scribbling scribe cannot describe it -
it is here -
It flows -
It goes -
It is -
In around & about…..
So thus it is -
So thus it was -
So thus it be…..
Original handraft written: 07/25/2004 20:20 [8:20p] {pacific}
Keyboarded & posted to http://www.mysticwitch.com/articles/2006/st-albans-voices-1:
08/04/2006 13:36 [1:36p] {pacific}
Workmen & Patio Transformations #3 - 08/04/2006
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Thumps, rattles, clatters,
Bangs, Clangs, Clunks -
Dog barking -
Cat me-rowing -
People talking -
Workmen day three.
Sitting quietly -
Avoiding contact -
Escaping hassle.
Displaced Cat -
Makeshift enclosure -
Many merow’s of displeasure & complaint.
Escaping hassle -
Handwritern words -
Writer, being.
Sirens on street -
racing up and down -
Rapid quiet -
Many needs served.
Dog quiet -
Out-of-pattern -
No bangs or thumps -
Writer, checking.
Garden room -
New roof -
Re-built -
Hours of Labour -
Days of Disruption -
Cooler room in heat -
Less leaks in rain -
Better room for garden -
Better room for cat -
Upgrade.
Dog baqrking -
Single workman -
redoing a window -
hammer and saw -
all was quiet till workman stepped to inside door -
Brief question asked -
Brief question answered -
Dog erupts.
Writer observes -
Writer records -
Writer retreats.
Project continues…..
Workmen & Patio Transformations #2 - 08/02/2006….
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Second day -
More workmen -
More Noise & Disruption -
More Transormation.
Writer Escapes -
Errands to do -
Administrating to do -
Adminstrating done -
Errands done.
Quiet check upon return -
Site cleaned -
Old replaced -
New look -
New patio roof -
Changes.
Cat still loudly complaining.
Dog still strongly barking.
Writer still Writing…..
Workmen & Patio Transformations #1 - 07/31/2006
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Back Patio -
Back ‘Garden Room’ -
Space of Plants and Cats -
Many plants and cats -
Many windows -
Sunny place.
Hot in Summer -
Leaks in Spring and Winter -
Re-Do Required.
Workmen arrive -
Two Trucks -
Many Tools -
Hammering and Sawing -
Old removed -
Much mess.
Cat moved -
Serena not happy -
Displaced cat -
Much commentary.
Dog Barks -
Strange people -
Much noise -
Dog protective.
Old removed.
Transformation begins.
Writer steps outside -
Images recorded -
Sights seen -
Sights saved -
Writer, Writing……
Household ‘Tendings & Visualizations - #1
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Quiet household -
Family away for day -
Soltary household ‘tending -
Magus-In-Training being mundane…..
Cat crying -
Cat brushed and combed -
Cat purring -
Nap time in chair.
Flowering plant -
Floating hummingbird -
Rapid moving stillness.
Quiet moments of thought -
Unseen options found -
Plans contemplated.
Dog barking -
Noise outside -
Guarding.
Clock ticking -
Eternities drumbeat.
Silent House -
Empty House -
1 cat -
1 dog -
All others gone -
No Companions -
No Familiars -
House slowly winning battle -
House slowly returning to silent and empty -
All who were here and gone dead -
So many gone -
So many dead -
Who is next? -
Who will this House kill next? -
This House does not want anyone here -
This House wants to be alone -
So soon it shall be.
Sitting here -
Thinking and writing here -
Being Magus -
BardicMagus/Priest-in-Training -
Being Solemn Solitary -
Seeking understanding -
Attempting to ‘visualize’ options -
‘Seeing’ only dark nightmare scenarios -
Rejecting & blocking darkside’s waking nightmares -
Not empowering nightmares -
Not giving dark scenarios any existence -
Attempting to focus on simple, basic objective -
‘Self-test’ objective -
Can I ’see’ this objective? -
Can I really do this? -
So far all I get is more static -
More ‘failure-mode’ disruptions -
More disasters and desecrations -
Concentrating & Focusing -
Focusing & Concentrating -
Invocations -
Convocations -
Dedications -
Consecrations -
Forward Upward Light -
Concentrate & Focus -
Focus & Concentrate -
I can do this -
I must do this -
I will do this…..
As I ‘tend My household -
‘Tend My tasks and chores -
I make efort -
Contrated effort -
to accomlish My ’self-test’ ’seeing’ -
Simple enought objective -
What will I find on the MysticWitch Forum boards
when I get there? -
A new entry? -
A new commentary? -
Perhaps even a U2U from somebody? -
Can I ’see’ this? -
I can only do -
There is no try.
Concentrate & Focus -
Focus & Concentrate -
and run the recycle and trash out to the bins -
Do this -
Do this -
Fauggghhh -
Headache and a sneezing fit -
that is what I get -
I am still not good at this…..
I sit here thinking -
Concentrating & Focusing -
Focusing & Concentrating -
Attempting to ‘visualize’ -
Just what do I ’see’? -
Just what is there to ’see’? -
Anything?…..
To - Be - Continued…..
Shieldings - #1
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Moon above -
Dark residence below -
Night hours.
Fitful sleep -
Shattered, skattered dreams -
Awakening jolt -
Solid, dull thud -
Impact sound.
Walk around -
Check about -
Listen, look, sense, feel -
Nothing obvious found.
Standing in hallway -
Senses alert -
Downward shiver -
Energies used -
Shields.
Hours till Dawn -
Must remain quiet -
Must not awaken or disturb family -
Working using Strength -
Writing words -
Banishing -
Securing -
Power.
Original handraft: 07/06/2006 02:30
Keyboarded to MW Forum: 07/06/2006 16:57 {4:57p}{pacific}
Posted to http://www.mysticwitch.com/articles/2006/shieldings-1: 08/04/2006 12:51 {pacific}
Sharings #2 - 06/26/2006
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Doves on ground.
Feeding.
No Hawks nearby.
High Heels -
Lack of Balance -
Walking in Woodchips.
Water falling -
Flat rock -
Loud Splashes.
Pepper Tree -
Leaves -
Rain of Green.
Dog -
Deat Rat -
Crunchy lunch.
Toddler Child -
Falling mist -
Hair Curling damply.
Two Girls -
Walking Faire -
Men all watch.
Parents -
Old Age -
Stress for All….
Lizard -
Damp boards -
Flys on ground -
Easy quick lunch.
‘Pyrate’ ‘Festival’ -
Hot summer days -
no business -
no money earned…..
Paganus sitting in corner -
not really awake -
not really caring -
was anybody?……
Sharings - #1 - 06/23/2006
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Still water -
Garden pond -
Reflections of self.
Lizard climbing tree -
Eating Bugs -
Gardener’s Friend.
Birds flying -
Feathers in flight -
Not so much walking.
Dog -
On Lap -
Sleeping.
Dog -
Scratching -
Lap Shakes.
Storm -
Winds & Rain -
Trees Down -
Survival.
Cat -
Sitting in Window -
Wise eyes watching world.
Turtle -
Slow motion -
Long life.
Thread -
braided into strand -
strand braided into rope -
Rope Strong -
Single thread weak -
Be Rope -
Not Thread……
Scribe -
Writing -
Thoughts shared….
Lines of Support - #5 - 06/20/2006
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Battle is Enjoined…..
Force to Force -
Strength to Strength -
Will to Will -
Contact and Encounter -
Forces Mingled -
Forces Melded -
One inside the Other -
Struggle for Dominance -
Warrior to Warrior -
Individual to Individual -
Hand-to-hand -
Skill to Skill -
Combat on an intimate & personal level -
Challenge offered -
Challenge accepted -
Support offered -
Support provided by Scribe -
Scribe uninvolved -
As by the Ancient ‘Way’ -
‘The Way of Life’ -
‘Tao Te Ching’ in the Ancient Tongue -
And in that Tongue of the Ancients -
‘Wei Wu Wei’ -
“….To do without doing - to act without action….”
This may also mean that -
“….The ‘Wise Man’ does what He must do - for everything and everyone but remains independant of them all…..”
The Scribe observes but takes no direct action.
Words are Written.
Words are made available for Reading, Study & Contemplation.
Thoughts are Thought.
Thoughts are saved as Words.
Words are Shared.
Sharing is Support.
Support is Offering of Words.
Words in Lines.
Lines of Support.
Five (5) Lines.
Five (5) Lines of Support.
Five (5) Arrows.
Five (5) Points of the Star.
Stars.
Points of Lights in Heaven’s Firmament.
Lights of Heaven.
Lights Ascendant.
Ascendant to the Heavens.
As Above - So Below….
May the Lights Hold You -
May the Lights Keep You -
Keep You Safe -
Keep You Secure -
Salve Your Hurts and Wounds -
Give You Peace…..
Benedictus Solemnis Sanctus…..
Lines of Support - #4 - 06/19/2006
By Staff Writer:Paganus Greybeard
Been reading of Spartans and Romans
and some really bloody battles.
The Medes and Persions got into it also.
Let we forget the Egyptians…..
Then there were the English and Scottish
at places like Hastings and Bannockburn……
Wars of Roses they called it.
Pretty name for some really ugly hand-to-hand…..
Stand Tall -
Stand Firm -
Be Bold -
Be Strong -
Remain Resolute -
Bang the Drums -
Sound the Bagpipes and Fifes -
Clang the Shields -
Unsheath the Swords -
Sharpen the Spears and Pikes -
Line Up -
Ranks Be Formed -
Swords, Spears, Pikes -
Hammers, Clubs, Maces -
Bows and TinterBoxes -
Shields to the Fore -
Rank Up -
Form Your Units -
Prepare -
Stay Awake and Alert -
Post Sentries and Guards -
The Battle nears -
The Struggle intensifies -
That which was cast out -
Cast forth -
Removed from Sight -
Removed from Mind -
Reforms in Desecraced Space -
In Perversions of Propriety -
In Ruins of Righteousness -
Darkness regroups -
Resurgent in revulsion -
Rising up from Stygian Abysses -
Disolution and Dissipation -
Desecration and Destruction -
Aspects and Avatars of the Eternal Emptiness -
Return forth to do Battle in Eternal Challenge
of Combat with -
Enlightenments Entourage -
Truth, Justice, Faith, Hope, Charity, Honesty, Ethics.
Hold Fast.
Do Not Weaken or Waver.
Darkness is Rapacious.
It Gives and Honours No Quarter.
Truth against Lies.
Justice against Perfidy.
Faith against Emptiness.
Hope opposing Despair.
Chairity countering Greed.
Honesty combating Deception.
Ethics versus Corruption.
Love to Battle Hate.
Clarity to Overcome Obscurity.
The Ancient Struggle -
The Never-Ending Battle -
Rumbles and Rages forever on…..
Stand Not Alone.
Stand Not as Solitary Warrior on Fields of Battle.
Support is Available.
Encouragement offered -
Back-up is behind You.
You are Not Alone…..
Take up Your Shield -
Take up Your Sword and Spear -
Stand to Your Station -
Your position in the ranks -
Soldiers to the Left of You -
Soldiers to the Right of You -
Soldiers behind You many ranks deep -
Soldier -
Your Time is Now -
You are not Alone -
Together We can do this -
We can Battle this Battle -
Fight this Fight -
Block Darkness’s Advance -
Sending Desolation and Despair -
Desecration and Destruction away
back from whence they came.
Stand Tall.
Stand Firm.
Be Bold.
Be Strong.
Remain Resolute.
Do Not Weaken.
Do Not Waver.
Do Not Falter.
The Enemy approaches -
Battle is Enjoined…..
Lines of Support - #3 - 06/18/2006
By Staff Writer:Paganus Greybeard
Songs of the Mother -
Songs of the Earth -
Songs of the Ancients -
Music of Power -
Music of Strength -
Earth Mother -
We sing to Your Spirit -
We sing to Your Stones -
We sing to Your Flowers, Plants and Trees -
We sing to Your Oceans, Lakes and Seas -
We sing to the life that flies, swims and walks -
We sing to the Gaia -
Home of Us All -
Where the Light Within -
Defeats the Darkness Without -
Consecration Within -
Desecration Without -
Build - Not Destroy -
Salvage - Not Savage -
Sacriment - Not Sacriledge -
Up from Darkness Below -
Rising Upward Enlightenment Above -
Soul Wings Arise -
Spirit Wings Alight -
Sacred Consciousness in Flight -
From mortal bound flesh released -
Soar to Heights Unknown -
Sail to Realms Unexplored -
Seek and Follow the Onward Path -
Towards the Shining Golden Light -
Sanctus Day -
Sanctuary Day -
Sacred Moment -
Sanctified Time -
Moment & Time out of Time & Moment -
Consecrated Hours -
Hours to Study -
Contemplate and Reflect -
Read and Write -
Observe and Learn -
Accept the Bounties, Blessings and Boons
this day offers and provides -
Dawn to Dusk -
Instant to Instant -
Moment by Moment -
Songs of birds in trees -
Quiet purr and mrow of drowsy cat in lap -
Soft snuffle of sleeping dog -
Songs of the Mother -
Songs of the Earth -
Music of Power -
Music of Strength -
Earth Mother -
We sing to Your Spirit -
We sing to Your Stones -
We sing to Your Flowers, Plants and Trees -
We sing to Your Oceans, Lakes and Seas -
We sing to the Life that flies swims and walks -
We sing to the Gaia -
Home of Us All -
Where the Light Within -
Sacred Espiritus Alight -
Sacred Soul Aflight -
Defeats the Darkness Without -
Darkness not to Remain -
Darkness not to Return -
From this Sacred Place -
At this Sacred Time -
Be Gone -
Be Away -
Depart this Place -
Depart this Space -
From this Time -
From this Sanctified Place & Space -
Depart -
To Do No Harm -
To Anyone, anywhere in any way -
To return from whence it came -
To Darken and Despoil Our Sanctus Day No More.
In Dominae Maximus -
In Excelsius Gloria -
The Darkness Is Gone.
Blessings Be.
Lines of Support - #2 - 06/17/2006
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Candle Light -
Candle Bright -
Tiny Fire -
Tiny Flame -
Light for Sight -
This Day -
This Night -
Light against Darkness -
Pretender’s on the rout -
Come Not Here -
Enter Not Here -
Be and Stay Not Here -
Go Away -
Get Out -
Be Gone from this Time -
Be Gone from this Space -
Ye be not welcome Here -
From this Time -
From this Space -
Ye must go -
Ye must depart -
Away -
Away -
Away….
Born of Stars -
Born of Space -
Born of Mortal -
Born of Man -
Espiritus requested -
Akasha -
As above -
As within -
As below -
As without -
Akasha -
Espiritus Sanctus -
By request -
Never command -
Never demand -
Water -
Clean, cleanse and wash away -
Fire -
Light, heat and burn away -
Earth -
Support, endurance, strength and secure & seal away -
Air -
Wisdom, understanding and blow away -
Any and all Aspects and Avatars of Spirits Malevolent Dark -
From this Time -
From this Space -
This Sacred, Sanctified Place -
Ye must go -
From this Place -
This Sacred, Sanctiified Space -
Depart -
Go -
Leave
From Out of Sight -
From Out of Mind -
Doing No Harm -
To anyone anywhere -
In any Time -
In any Place and Space -
Never to Return -
Here -
There -
or Anywhere…..
Away -
Away -
Away…….
Lines of Support - #1 - 06/16/2006
By Staff Writer:Paganus Greybeard
Greetings, All & EveryOne!
Here are some lines I wrote this day.
Sitting with the pup words came this way…..
Time out of Time -
Moment between Moments -
Place out of Space -
Sacred Place -
Sacred Space -
Hallowed be this Time -
Hallowed be this Space -
In this Moment -
In this Space -
Light unto Darkness -
Light of Illumination -
Light of Enlightenment -
Light to Show the Way -
To Sanctify and Seal -
To Secure and Shield -
Against the Pretenders of Light -
The Imitations -
The Simulations -
The Demons in Angelic Guise -
Sourness and Brimstone -
Flaming Foul Rot -
Desecration’s Champion Despoiler -
Bloody hoofprints -
Stamping, stomping, standing -
Howling in agonized frustration -
Scratching,
Biting,
Smashing,
Kicking all to no avail -
Inside this Space -
Inside this Moment -
Quiet calmness reigns -
Time for contemplation & meditation -
For Family, Friends & Self -
Time to Heal -
Time to re-set the Balance -
Raise the Shields -
Expand the Bubble -
Secure and Shield -
Sanctify and Seal -
This Time out of Time -
This Moment of Moments -
This Place -
This Space -
And for this Day -
And the remainder of this Night -
May the Blessings Be……
GBH/PG
BardicMagus/Priest-in-Training
13:38 {1:38p}{pacific/’california’}
06/16/2006
Harvest Approaches
Written By Staff Writer: Agate
Have you touched the Earth lately;
She is heavy with life.
Have you stroked Her rounded belly,
Wondering at the potential within?
When did you last sink your toes in the mud
Or let the grass curl around them?
When did you last listen as the wind
Whipped by whispering secrets;
Or watched the dragonflies swarm
In an early summer morn?
When did you last walk, instead of drive,
Or take the time to recycle voluntarily?
When was the last time the night was dark enough
To see ten billion stars in a blanket of black?
The dirt we tread, the air we breathe,
The water we drink, the plants we eat,
Interconnected
Us to Her
Her to us
Sometimes even we forget
Have you touched the Earth lately,
She is heavy with life.
Desert Visions - {Spring Storm Shower}
Desert Visions - {Spring Storm Shower}
Eagle’s path -
Circling around -
Seguaro -
Desert Rain -
Sculptures -
Canyon Lands -
Carlsbad -
White Sands -
Stormlight -
Stormbright -
Lightning’s flash -
Thunder’s crash -
Arroyos’ flush -
Ground level scramble -
Hurry, Climb, Survive -
Groundlings hustle -
Quick shower -
Brief desert torrent -
Up the Seguaro -
Below the arroyo surges full -
Surges past -
Water soaks deep -
Desert’s lifeblood -
Suck it up -
Soak it up -
Life from Nature’s watering can -
Lizard watches -
Perched on cactus limb -
Doing its ‘push-up’ dance -
Waiting for burrow to dry -
As the desert breezes blow -
Cloud’s break -
Sun peeks back out -
Overhead -
Soaring free -
Again the Eagle circles…..
Walking the Gathering Grey
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
In Grey I walk today.
I walk not the Deeping Depths of the Abysal Blinding Dark -
Not do I walk the Soaring Heights of the Infinite Illuminating Light -
I walk the Grey.
I stand between the the Dark and the Light.
Neither Hero nor Villain.
Nor Victim Nor Perpetrator.
I Stand My Place.
What needs to be done I do.
Family is Damaged.
Family is Hurting.
I am not Damaged nor Hurting.
My Physical is quite functional.
It My Psyche and Spirit that is Rattled.
It’s My Spirit and Psyche that is Hammered.
My body is fine -
as well as it ever was.
I do the errands.
I do the chores.
I tend - as well as I can - the household.
Functionally I am the household….
Right Hand -
Left Hand -
Giving Outward -
Taking Inward -
Open and Closed and Guarded -
Balances -
Where once were the Balances -
Balances resetting -
Forward -
Backward -
Upward -
Downward -
Everywhere Onward….
In Grey I walk today -
I Stand My Place -
This Household -
This Place of Residence -
This Moment of Time -
Here I Work -
Here I Walk -
Here I Am -
Here I Stay -
Walking the Grey.
Blessings Be…..
Dawns Awakening
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
I sit here.
I scribble.
I scrawl.
I am Awakening in the Dawn
..
Alarm tones in the stillness.
Reaching over
open the phone
and silence the noise.
Noise that starts this Greybeards day.
I gather myself together.
I greet and honour my ancient and Elderly White Cat.
She so soon to be the White Cat Ascendant.
She waits upon the counter for a spoonful of - something….
I serve her and she purrs her thanks.
I sit at the counter for some toast and yoghurt.
Bags are beside the door - where they were left the night before….
Out of the Household banging not the door nor gate.
Down the road to the School.
Parked beside the welcoming tree.
After an hours quiet awakening I make my bleary eyed way slowly inside
to find my place at this keyboard.
Keyboard where these words be written.
I honour the Goddess.
I honour the Lord and Lady.
I honour All whom have departed this Realm of the Living.
I honour the Living still of this Realm.
Blessings Be unto All & Everyone.
Out of the Darkness of the Night comes the Light of the Day.
I am here.
I am still not really awake.
I am still not all that functional.
Its still far too early in the day.
Yet for all of that - I am here.
I am not asleep somewhere.
I am here…..
So thus it was
So thus it is
So thus it be…..
The Dawn has come.
The Dawn has been Awakened……..
White Cat Ascendant
In the corner you quietly sleep -
curled up -
fur ball of white -
Old Lady of the Household -
Companion of Ancient Days -
Familiar to this Magus -
Dear Friend of this Greybeard -
Fellow Sojourner of the Harte -
You rest quietly in your corner -
Your days are nearly accomplished -
Blessings Be, Honoured Wise One -
You who have lived 20 years -
Long years for a cat -
I sit here -
and remember -
Days long gone -
in a household of a different time and place -
You and your companion The Lady Ginger -
Young you were -
Tiny kits -
Snuggled together -
Happily in my lap -
Ginger ascended a few years ago -
So did Koko, Sandy, Babette, Katie, Brandie,
Sammie, Laddie, Freya, Skipper…..
I know as I sit here I’ve forgotten some names
and faces.
Forgive me.
You outlasted all of your Friends.
Now - at long delayed last - it’s your time…..
Gaea -
One of your daughter’s may soon be coming home.
Bast -
She likes her kibble, meat, and saucers of water and milk.
She likes a quiet lap.
She likes to be brushed and snuggled.
I hold her and she snuggles in my beard.
She learned that from Babette.
Lord & Lady -
a Familiar is going off-duty.
I sit here.
I keyboard here and feel the emptiness already.
I’ve seen this coming for months.
She’s not sick.
She’s not hurt.
She’s just so very, very old.
Old Age kills.
How do you do a protest march against Old Age?
You don’t.
You let Gaea and Bast do what needs to be done.
and you remember -
the little kit -
asleep in your lap……
Travel well, M’Lady Patty-Cat.
Your Tour-Of-Duty is almost over.
You did a very good job, M’Lady.
You have been an exceptionally good Familiar.
So thus it was -
So thus it is -
So thus it be….
Blessings Be, Patty.
Blessings Be.
You honoured us all by being here.
You Stand Relieved.
Carry On….
G. Brad Harte
-appearing as-
Paganus Greybeard
Rolling the Road {Pt. Two}
Miles upon miles -
Wheel’s rolling ’round -
Another milemarker past -
Hotel and motel for the nightly rest -
Odd meals eaten at odder times in & at oddest places -
Pausing for breaks for gas on the Interstate -
Cities & towns -
Communities and hamlets -
Sea’s of Grass -
Mountains of Stone -
On through -
Up and over -
Down the other side -
Another milemarker in the mirror -
Wheels rolling ’round -
Miles upon miles -
Rolling the Road….
Cosmos attends -
Scribbling Scribe sends -
As it was -
As it is -
As it will be -
Circle Remains Raised.
Blessings Be, Mistress.
Blessings Be….
Rolling the Road {Pt. One}
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Empty House -
Boxes packed, away and gone -
One last time -
In these rooms -
Inside these walls -
Following the Vision -
Vision of a New Life in a New Place -
Yet for this Moment -
A short pause -
A pause for memories & reflection -
The laughter -
Tears -
Joys -
Fears -
Moments of passion -
of distracions -
Sadness & Sorrows -
Resignations & Regrets -
Acceptance and Understanding -
Revolution & Resolution -
Celebration & Exulatation -
All were here -
Within these walls -
This Place of Residence -
This Household of Consequence -
As it was in the Beginning -
So thus it be at the End -
Endings as Beginnings -
Beginnings as Endings -
All windows closed -
All doors locked -
Out the front door -
Locking up behnd you -
Never looking back -
Never going back -
The Past is Behind You -
The Present is with you -
The Future is yet Before You -
You are -
“…On the Road Again…”
The Circle Remains Raised….
“Castle of Boxes” - {Pt. Two}
Desk
Chair -
Table -
Lamp -
Stand -
Wrap and pack in cloth -
Note and label -
Stand in corridor and by doorway -
Ready for the truck -
Waiting for the road….
Map’s read -
Route’s planned -
Vehicle’s checked and ready -
Tires, gas & oil -
Planned station stops -
Journey’s budget set -
Weather’s forecast studied -
Season of Storms -
Wind, Rain & Lightning -
Cloudtops elements dance -
Running for cover -
Shelter’s sanctuary sought -
Miles upon the roads -
Old life behind -
New life before -
As in the Image Held -
The final boxes packed -
Ready for the road….
Circles Remains Raised -
Focused Image -
Cosmos Observing -
Boxes here -
Boxes there -
Boxes everywhere -
Household in cluttered disaray -
Tasks to do -
Checklist’s checked -
Another day done -
Another day down -
Calendar and clock inevitable -
Cosmos observing, knowing -
Image focused -
Cirlce Remains Raised….
“Castle of Boxes” {Pt. Three}
Boxes -
Crates -
Furniture -
‘wares -
Packed -
Stacked -
Assembled -
Ready -
Waiting…
This House -
This Home -
This Household & Hearth -
Residence -
Office -
‘place to hang the hat’s’ -
Where once a family lived -
Now a family departs -
Entire lives uprooted -
Patterns and Forms forever altered -
What was - was -
What is - is -
What will be - will be….
So thus it was -
Where once it was -
When once it was -
In time -
In space -
In a new place -
So thus it is -
So thus it again will be….
Map’s final check -
Vehicles ready -
People ready -
Shutting down system’s -
Computer down -
Mail re-directed -
‘paper’s shut off -
Phone’s off -
All stands waiting -
Ready for the moment -
Truck is loaded -
Vehicles packed -
All is set and done -
Deadline is here -
Out the door the final time -
as once was said by cattle-drover’s years ago -
“Head ‘em Up! - Head ‘em Out!”
Circle Remains Raised -
Guides & Guardians -
Elementals and Muses -
Ethereal All attending -
Power’s Up -
Protective Globe’s Surrounding -
Image Held & Directed -
Ethereals All attending -
Muses & Elementals -
Guardians & Guides -
Blessings from the Cosmos -
Sendings from a Greybeard -
Circle Remains Raised…..
Blessings Be, M’Lady Mistress.
Blessings Be….
“Castle of Boxes” {Pt. One}
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Openings.
Closings.
Changes.
Choices.
Growth.
Development.
A New Life.
Moving Ever Onward….
Flat pack unpacked -
Folded into Shape -
Fastened into Form -
Packing & Moving Boxes -
Boxes ready to be filled….
Kitchen -
Bath -
Bedroom -
Office -
Off the shelves -
Out of the cabinets -
Empty the drawers -
Sort, stack & separate -
Mark and tag the boxes -
Match the box with the inventory list -
Seal and stack the box -
Setting it aside - making room for the next box -
So soon for out the door -
Out the door -
And far, far away -
But not yet this day….
Circle Remains Raised -
Cosmos Attends -
Image focused on ‘Castle of Boxes’ -
Image on ‘Final Days’ of present residence -
New doorway and pathway opening -
Old doorway and pathway closing -
Long hours -
Long days -
Weeks to Days to Hours -
So much to be done -
So much not yet done -
Racing the Deadline -
Image Focused -
Cosmos Attends -
Circle Remains Raised…
Road’s Traveling Far - {For the Mistress}
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Lives.
Visions.
Guidance.
Direction.
Plans.
Options.
Choices.
Chances.
Transitions.
Transformations….
Ordered Chaos.
Normal Distractions.
Expected Disruptions.
Life’s Pattern & Plan Lived.
Comes the Vision & Guidance.
Guidance & Direction.
A New Understanding.
Understanding a New Way….
Closing old doorways & pathways.
Opening new doorways & pathways.
Shutting Down.
Opening Up.
Moving Ever Onward….
Circle Cast & Raised.
Candles Lit.
God’s and Goddess’s -
Guides & Guardians -
Muses & Elements -
Greeted & Welcomed.
Image Focused -
Image Held -
Safe Departure -
Safe Arrival -
Many Roads -
Many Miles -
Roads Traveling & Traveled Far -
From Point of Beginning -
To Point of Completion -
Voyage Safe the Journey.
God’s & Goddess’s -
Guides & Guardians -
Elements & Muses -
Thanked and Honoured.
Candles Extinguished.
Circle -
Remains….
Circle Remains -
Shield of Thought & Power -
Circle of Protection -
By Thought & Intention Sent -
To Hold Safely Secure -
A Family on the Move.
Starting from West -
Moving to East -
Large City to Small Town -
The Mistress Moves….
May the Raven’s Fyre Protect You.
May the Circle -
To Be Cast & Sent -
Remain Unbroken….
Ascend -
Transcend -
Transform…..
So thus it was -
So thus it is -
So thus it be….
Travel Safe & Well , M’Lady….
Remembering My Ancestors
Written by Quest
I stand in the meadow and watch the deer graze
I am Cherokee.
I leave the valley and run to the shore line to watch the whales and dolphins play.
I am Cherokee.
I dig a hole in the ice and drop my line praying for a fish.
I am Cherokee.
I climb out from the depths of darkness, to hear and see the spirits of my ancestors.
I am Cherokee.
Essence of Me
Written By Quest
My words and thoughts are just a gesture-
My words are my smile.
They are the spirit in me.
They are the power of the moon-
They are the strength and light of the sun.
Which is who I was,
Which is who Iam.
They shall be the words of who I will become.
The essence of female is braided in my words.
When you hear them, feel them and touch them you touch me
Closing Invocations and Benediction
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Closing Invocations:
Paganus ‘facing’ East:
SkyFather Sun -
NightMother Moon -
Aspects of the Infinite, Eternal ALL -
We thank You for blessing Us with Your presence during this
‘Working’.
Blessings Be.
Paganus ‘facing’ South:
Lord and Lady -
Consort and Companion -
Aspects of the Eternal, Infinite ALL -
We thank You for blessing Us with Your presence during this
‘Working’.
Blessings Be.
Paganus ‘facing’ West:
Blessings Be.
Paganus ‘facing’ North:
Akasha of the Spirit -
Spiritus Sanctus Aspect of the ALL -
You - who are the ‘Voice of the ALL’ -
We thank You for Blessing this ‘Working’ with Your Presence.
Blessings Be.
Paganus ’slowly turning in a clockwise circle’:
Elements of the Five Directions -
Aspects of the ALL -
Air of the East -
Fire of the South -
Water of the West -
Earth of the North -
Akasha of the Spirit -
You came in Peace, Understanding, Learning, Loving and Sharing.
Air of the East We thank You for Your offering of Inspiration and
Understanding.
With Your help this ‘Working’ was written and ‘worked’ and the
intent and desired result of this ‘Working’ was accomplished.
Fire of the South We thank You for Your offering of Energy and
Power. This ‘Working’ was worked and with Your help We might just
make it through these times of ‘testing’, changes, and opportunities.
This is a time of stress for Us all.
We thank You for Your Power and Energy to help Us through these times.
Water of the West Your offering of Coolness and Healing is greatly
appreciated. The hot days of Summer are a bit easier to survive and endure
with Your help. Your healing ‘washing away’ of Our hurts and troubles is also greatly
appreciated. Earth of the North we thank You for Your offering of Guidance and
Direction.
Akasha of the Spirit We thank You also for Your offering of Direction and Guidance.
Blessings Be.
Paganus ‘facing’ North:
Earth Mother Gaia -
Aspect of the ALL -
We thank You for this world upon which We live.
Ancient Tree of the Celts and Norse -
Aspect of the ALL
We thank You for the plants and greenery of this little blue world.
And the apples are still good….
Ancient Element of Fire of the Celts and Norse -
We thank You for all the gifts and benefits Fire has brought humanity.
Fire is Our friend - it can - as can all the elements - be also Our enemy.
Fire can cook our meals and warm Our hearths.
Fire can also burn Our forrests, grasslands and homes.
Ancient Element of Water of the Celts and Norse -
We thank You for all the gifts and benefits Water has brought humanity.
Water is Our friend - it can - as can all the elements - be also Our enemy.
Water can fill Our lakes, rivers and water storage reservoirs.
Water can also flood Our cities and homes and let slide Our homes off the
hillsides in which they so perilously perch.
Ancient Element of Air -
Without You We could not breathe -
We would have nothing to breathe -
We thank You for Your gift of the ‘Breath of Life’.
Air is Our friend - it can - as can all the elements - be also Our enemy.
Air gives us the ‘Breath of Life’.
Air can also - in great storms - blow down Our cities and homes.
Ancient Element of Earth -
Without You We have no ground upon which to live.
Earth is Our friend - it can - as can all the elements - be also Our enemy.
Earth gives us Our ground to live upon.
Earth also takes away that ground in slides and earthquakes.
Fire and Water -
Ancient Elements of the Celts and Norse -
Fire and Water -
Air and Earth -
Ancient Primal Elements of the ALL -
You are seen as both Friend and Enemy to humanity.
You are neither Friend Nor Enemy to humanity.
You are Basic, Primal Elements.
So very often We forget that.
You never let us forget We are but humble mortals upon this lovely little blue
world.
We thank You for Your offerings, lessons, reminders and teachings.
We thank You for Blessing this ‘Working’.
DayFather Sun -
NightMother Moon -
Lord and Lady -
Sea Nymph Galatea -
Earth -
Air -
Fire -
Water -
Akasha of the Spirit -
Tree of the Ancients -
Earth Mother Gaia -
All of You who have Blessed Us during this ‘Working’ -
I know not how to ‘release you’.
How can I release Elements and Aspects of the ALL -
when, as I have Read and Studied -
Learned and Shared -
You are always here with Us at all times anyway?
How do I say -
with a straight face and not giggling in My nicely trimmed up beard
“…thanks for coming by and carry on!…” -
when You are still going to be here with Us at all times?
Perhaps this Paganus does not quite yet completely ‘get it’.
Or perhaps this Paganus Does ‘get it’ - in My own humble way…..
Closing Open Benediction to the Mystic Witch Readership:
We who are gathered together here as MysticWitch -
We who are Writers and Editors -
We who are Readers and Occasional Contributors -
We who think, write and work for MysticWitch -
In All the Names of the ALL -
In the Names of All of the Aspects of the ALL -
In All the Names of the DayFather Sun -
In All the Names of the NightMother Moon -
In All the Names of the Directions and Elements -
May Akasha of the Spirit -
the ‘Living Ethereal Embodiment of the Spoken Word of the ALL’ -
be with Us always.
May All of the Aspects of the ALL be with Us Always.
May the Ancient Tree of the Celts and Norse stand silently beside
Us always.
May the Ancient Well - Source of the Water’s of Healing and Life -
never run dry.
May the Ancient Cauldron - Source of Fire’s Energy and Power and
Warmth in the Cold Days of the Winter - never go cold.
May the ALL - in All It’s Aspects - be with Us always.
We came in Love, Learning, Peace, Sharing and Understanding.
May We now conclude this ‘Working’ with Love, Learning, Peace,
Sharing and Understanding.
Go now in Love for Your fellow inhabits of this tiny blue world…
Love Your friends and Your ‘lover’s - if you have any.
Love your cat’s and dogs.
Yes - love even - IF you can - Your neighbor….
Go now in Learning - and Learn something….
Keep Your mind alive.
Keep it growing and seeking and searching.
Yahoo, Ask.com, Mamma and Google are not the only search tools.
Use also the one between Your ears….
Go now in Peace - and help to keep the Peace…
Do not start the Fight - IF there is a Fight - but do not be afraid - IF needed - to finish it….
Go now in Understanding that We need not all be of the same ‘faith’ or ‘belief’.
It it all the same to the ALL. Whether We be Pagan, Protestant, Druid,
Catholic, Jewish, Taoist, Shinto, Shaman, Wiccan, Chaotic, BardicMagus or even
“Eclectic Whatever….” - we are all ‘family’.
We are All of Us Children of the ALL…
Go now in Sharing - and take these humble and inadequate words with You.
For it is in the Sharing that We are Mystic Witch….
Remember always -
Be Careful & Cautious out there….
Stay Safe and Secure out there….
Let Your Guides and Guardians Serve, Preserve, Protect & Defend
You out there….
Let the Lord and Lady - {or personal preference Deity & Divinity
of Your choice} -
Bless You and Keep You -
May Their Lights Shine forever about You -
and give you their Peace until next We meet here for another
‘Working’….
So thus it was -
So thus it is -
So thus it be….
So Mote It Be…
Blessings Be.
Opening Open Call to the Mystic Witch Readership
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Come One -
Come All -
Gather Here -
Gather ‘Round -
You are Invited Here -
You are Welcomed Here -
In this ‘Cybernetic Place -
In this ‘Cybernetic Space -
Here at our CRT’s -
Each at our own time -
Each in our own physical place and space -
We are once again united -
Each on our own separate path -
United in our Direction and Goal -
Collected together here -
United and Solitary -
Writers and Editors -
Contributors and Visitors -
we are together in this Space -
Mystic Witch…..
Opening Invocations:
Paganus ‘facing’ East:
DayFather Sun -
NightMother Moon -
Aspects of the Eternal, Infinite ALL -
I Honour and Greet You.
Sun of the Day -
Moon of the Night -
I Honour and Greet You.
Sun of the Day who brings Light and Energy and Life to this little
blue world -
You are Welcomed Here.
Moon of the Night who brings the Reflected Light of the Sun into
our dark nights -
You are Welcomed Here.
Paganus ‘facing’ South:
Lord and Lady -
Aspects of the Eternal, Infinite ALL -
I Honour and Greet You.
Lord -
Consort of the Lady -
and Original Image of Male Humanity -
You are Welcomed Here.
Lady -
Companion to the Lord -
and Original Image of Female Humanity -
You are Welcomed Here.
Paganus ‘facing’ West:
Blessings Be.
Paganus ‘facing’ North:
Akasha -
Spiritus Sanctus Aspect of the ALL -
I Honour and Greet You.
Akasha -
who brings the ALL into all our lives, faiths, beliefs and
‘religions’ -
be it - Pagan, Wiccan, Druid, Chaotic, Catholic, Taoist,
Protestant,
Baptist, Hindu, Jewish, Lutheran, Shinto, {…>>>…>>>…}, or
even humble
Undecided Eclectic -
You are Welcomed Here.
Akasha -
You who - in other faiths -
carry other names such as ‘Holy Ghost’, ‘Holy Spirit’, ‘Espiritus
Sancti’ are Sacred to all of Humanity. For without the ‘Word’ there would have
been no World. When in the Beginning - When the All - the Original Primal
Creator Being - reaches forth across the Heavenly Cosmos and Creation
was Created You were the ‘Word’ by which it was done.
You are the ‘Voice of the ALL’.
You are Honoured and Welcomed Here.
Paganus ‘holding up’ a ‘Cup of Water’:
Water -
Element of Life -
Element of Wisdom from the Wellsprings of the Earth Mother -
You are Honoured and Welcomed Here.
Water -
for whom there Would Not and Could Not be any life here on this
little blue world -
You are Honoured here.
Water -
from which all life arose -
We who live upon this little blue world Would Not and Could Not be
here without You.
You are Honoured and Welcomed Here.
Paganus ‘holding up’ a ‘Handful of Earth’:
Earth -
Element of the Very Ground upon which we walk and live -
and the Sacred ‘Flesh’ and ‘Bones’ of the Earth Mother -
You are Honoured and Welcomed here.
Earth -
in and upon which we grow our foods and build our homes -
we would have no place to live without you.
You are Honoured and Welcomed Here.
As has been said -
Let now the rocks and stones themselves begin to sing….
Paganus ‘holding up’ a twig from the Original Primal Tree
{”Yggsradsill“}
Tree -
Element & Representative of all that is Green & Plant upon this
little blue world -
You are Honoured and Welcomed Here.
Tree - {I cannot pronouce your Celtic/Norse name} -
You stand forever tall and majesticly proud.
You offer shade and fruits.
You are home to birds and other small creatures.
You are wood for our fires and lumber for our homes and furniture.
You are Tree - an Old and Very Dear Friend.
You who in the ancient Celtic and Norse traditions connected the
Depths to the Heights of the Heavens -
Who connects the Nine Realms -
Who is the Axis of the Universe -
Be Welcomed Here.
You are very much Welcomed Here.
And thanks for the apples - they tasted good today….
Paganus again ‘facing’ East:
Good Morning and Greetings!
DayFather Sun And NightMother Moon I Greet You!
Sun of the Day and Moon of the Night I Greet You!
Element of Air I Honour and Greet you!
Greetings Guides and Guardians of the East!
Spirits of the Air -
Who come on the Winds and Wings of Understanding -
Forever Inquisitive and Curious -
Awaken our Intuition and Intellect so We may Comprehend and
Understand so that We may Share this Learning with Others so
that they too may Comprehend and Understand.
Be Welcome!
Blessings Be!
Paganus again ‘facing’ South:
Good Morning and Salutations!
Hawaiian Goddess of Fire Pele I Honour and Greet You!
Element of Fire I Greet & Honour You!
Greetings Guides and Guardians of the South!
Spirits of Fire who come to warm our hearths and hearts -
who Illuminate and Light our Lives -
who Heal our Physical wounds and Emotional and Psychic sorrows -
who Make us strong -
Aid us as we give honour and respect
to those of us who have ‘traveled onward’.
Bring us warmth - but not so much as we cook ourselves….
Be Welcome!
Blessings Be!
Paganus facing West:
Good Morning & Merry Meet!
Sea Nymph Galatea I Honour and Greet You!
Element of Water I Greet & Honour You!
Greetings Guides and Guardians of the West!
Spirits of Water who come to cool us down on days of heat -
who come to wash away the negative, hurtful and damaging -
who softly and gently salve our wounds and hurts -
who bring us cooling in these days of summer.
Be Welcome!
Blessings Be!
Paganus facing North:
Good Morning & Hail & Well Met!
Earth Mother Gaia I Honour and Greet you!
Element of Earth I Greet & Honour you!
Greetings Guides and Guardians of the North!
Spirits of Earth who dwell within this planet -
Friends of Humankind - Seen and Unseen -
Sons and Daughter’s of Earth Mother Gaia -
who support and uphold us -
who nurture and sustain the flowers and trees,
who watch out for and protect us mortals all -
Be Welcomed here.
Blessings Be.
Paganus Very Slowly turning Clockwise:
Lord and Lady -
Aspects of the ALL -
Who was here before Anything & Everything -
Who will still be here after Everything and Anything is long gone -
IF it be Thy Will -
Bless this ‘Working’ with your presence -
Elements of the Five Directions -
Air of the East -
Fire of the South -
Water of the West -
Earth of the North -
Akasha of the Spirit -
Come in Peace.
Come in Understanding.
Come in Learning, Loving and Sharing.
Air of the East I ask for your offering of Inspiration and
Understanding.
Fire of the South I ask for your offering of Energy and Power -
to get this ‘Working’ worked - and to just get successfully,
safely,
sanely and sensibly through this time of ‘testing’, changes and
opportunities.
Water of the West I ask for your offering of coolness so all of us
here collected as MysticWitch stay cool and not suffer from
Summer’s Heat.
Earth of the North I ask for your offering of Wisdom and
Comprehension.
I am but your humble Paganus. I am new to all of this. My First
Year of Readings is over. It is time for me - IF it be Your will
that it be done - to grow and develop to the next level. I ask for your
Guidance and Direction. I ask for the Right Questions and the
Understanding of the Answers to those Questions.
Akasha of the Spirit I ask for your offering of Guidance and
Direction.
Guide and Direct this humble, mortal Paganus. If there are
properly appropriate opportunities opening up for me - point me in the right
direction so I do not miss them. Let me be able to at least
consider acting upon these appropriate opportunities. IF it be of Thy Will
- and the will of the ALL - give me the skills and abilities to
‘earn’ the monies to act upon any of these possible appropriate
opportunities.
{14 hours per night for four days a week of walking a “Foot Patrol”
at an RV Dealership may not be entirely appropriate…..}.
I ask also that for any of the Readership of MysticWitch.com that
they too be able to make good and proper and appropriate use of any proper
and appropriate changes and opportunities.
Akasha - Let your offering of Guidance and Direction be for all and
everyone…..
Paganus takes ‘atheme’ and ‘faces’ East:
DayFather Sun -
NightMother Moon -
Aspects of the All -
IF it be Thy will -
By Your Light -
Original by Day and Reflected at Night -
Out of the Darkness of the Night -
Out of the Depths of Dark Fury and Anger -
Out of the Despair of Emptiness and Loss -
From Yesterday into Today -
Today into Tomorrow -
Tomorrow into Infinite Eternity -
I - Paganus - ask that IF it be by Thy Will -
May no harm be done this day.
No harm by thought, by word or by deed -
Whether by active intent or accident -
Let No Harm Be Done -
By Anyone -
To Anyone -
Themselves included -
For Any Reason.
Let - No - Harm - Be - Done!
DayFather Sun -
NightMother Moon -
Aspects of the Infinite, Eternal ALL -
I thank you….
A Blessing’s Chant
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
{Inspired by the Navajo Creation Chants as published by the}
{Peabody Museum of Harvard University}
The Gods have Spoken - They have Spoken;
The Directions have Directed - They have Directed;
The Elements have Provided - They have Provided;
The Guides have Guided - They have Guided;
The Guardians have Guarded - They have Guarded;
We thank Them for Their Work - Their Work;
We thank Them for Their Care and Devotion - Care and Devotion;
We thank Them for Their Directions and Guidance - Directions and
Guidance;
We thank Them for Their Protection - their Protection;
We thank Them;
We thank Them;
We thank Them….
We Mortals are from Clay and Twigs - Clay and Twigs;
We Mortals are from Water, Mud and Wind;
We Mortals are from the Ground - from the Ground;
We Mortals reach to the Sky - to the Sky;
The Gods reach out - reach out;
The Directions point the way - point the way;
The Guides and Guardians protect us on the path - on the path;
We thank Them for Their Guidance and Directions;
We thank Them for Their Devotion and Care;
We thank Them for Their Protection:
We thank Them;
We thank Them;
We thank Them….
We have been Blessed - We are Blessed;
The Gods have Spoken - We are Blessed;
The Directions have Directed - We are Blessed;
The Elements have Provided - We are Blessed;
The Guides have Guided - We are Blessed;
The Guardians have Guarded - We are Blessed;
We are Blessed;
We are Blessed;
We are Blessed….
We are Mortals - From the Ground;
From Clay and Twigs - From the Ground;
From Water, Mud and Wind - From the Gound;
We Mortals were Shaped - were Shaped;
We Mortals were Formed - were Formed;
The Earth Mother and the Sky Father came - they came;
DayFather Sun and NightMother Moon came - they came;
All Four Directions came - they came:
All the Elements came - they came:
The Ancient Tree looked down - looked down;
The Ancient Water’s Cauldron bubbled - bubbled;
The Ancient Well’s Fire sent a spark - sent a spark;
Akasha of the Spirit came - Akasha came;
Aspects of the ALL they came - they came;
Aspects of the Eternal, Infinite ALL they came;
They came and saw that it was good - it was good;
and the ALL then smiled; - the ALL then smiled;
the ALL saw it was good - it was good;
and gave to us - gave to us;
Life’s Breath - Life’s Breath;
We live - we live -
We Mortals live - we live:
We live;
We live;
We live….
We have been Blessed - We are Blessed;
The Gods have Spoken - We are Blessed;
The Directions have Directed - We are Blessed;
The Elements have Provided - We are Blessed;
The Guides have Guided - We are Blessed;
The Guardians have Guarded - We are Blessed;
We are Blessed;
We are Blessed;
We are Blessed….
Blessings for the Dancer
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Day shift.
Sanctus.
Very quiet.
‘Tender waiting for the drinks
Dancer’s waiting for some
men to sit
men to pay
men with whom to play -
games of ‘couch dance’ -
and ‘visit to the VIP Suite’ -
where other games are played…
For the continuation and complettion of
“Blessings For the Dancer” please go to:
http://groups.google.com/group/MagickalMystics
A Childe Cries
By Staff Writer: Paganus Greybeard
Pain is Real.
Despair is Real.
Innocence is Lost.
Faith is Shattered.
Hope is Destroyed.
Somewhere this Day
Somewhere this Night
A Childe Cries.
A Jury has Spoken.
Verdict has been Reached.
The Accused this Day
Walks Free
Somewhere this Day
Somewhere this Night
A Childe Cries.
Justice is not Real anymore.
Corruption Rules the Land.
‘Civilization’ is the Game we play
We play it very well
So well that
We kill in places we cannot even name
We steal from everyone everywhere
Weapons are built for ‘Defense Only’
Just waiting for an attack to be used
and bodies to be counted
Evidence is Ignored.
Testimony is Twisted and Torn Apart.
Truth is the other side’s Lies.
Crime is not a Crime anymore
it is something else
something else that has no name
something else that the Lady with the Scales
Still knows and understands
Something of the Darkness
From the Darkness
Painfully Real
so much so that
Somewhere this Day
Somewhere this Night
A Childe Cries.
The Jury has Spoken
The Accused has walked Free
‘Civilization’ has spoken
So too then will I
I am the Paganus
After this ‘Verdict’
and the resultant intense disgust I am feeling
feeling as I sit here and keyboard down these words
is that if that is what ‘Civilized’ is and means
then I am NOT ‘Civilized’.
I am the Paganus.
I am - as the name first meant - the ‘Common Man’.
I am also Heathen - as from the Heaths.
I am the ‘Solitary Learner’.
I am the ‘BardicMagus’.
I am disgusted and utterly and deeply insulted and offended that
the Jury let the Accused walk Free.
I am disapointed in the Courts that after all was done
nothing was done.
This is NOT a truly ‘Civilized’ Verdict.
The Ancient ‘original’ Pagans would not have accepted this.
The Ancient ‘original’ Druids - whomever they really were -
most decidedly would not have accepted this.
The Ancient ‘original’ Witches - or Wiccae - most certainly would not
have accepted this.
But here we sit - as a ‘Civilized’ Society - and we accept this.
We - accept - this….
We even let it happen.
We let it happen - so the accusations purport - repeatedly.
WE - Let - It - Happen…..
Would the Pagans - of years long gone - have permitted this?
Would the Druids - of whatever time and space - have permited this?
Would the Wiccae - of days ancient and nights forgotten - have permitted
this?
WE - this ‘Civilized’ society - let these ‘Crimes’ - or so they have been
accused to be - happen.
Would the Ancients have let these ‘Crimes’ happen?
WE did…..
The ‘Media’ came
the “Media’ reported and covered the story
as well as it could be reported and covered
but as I sit here
I cannot help but wonder
what would the Medea think of this
Sorceress to Jason of the Argo
as Euripides had written
so many eons long ago
“….O Haggard Queen! To Athens dost thou guide
thy glowing chariot … where Peace and Justice
dwell for evermore?…”
Perverts can rejoice.
The Accused was found Not Guilty.
The Paganus does NOT rejoice.
The Accused was found Not Guilty.
This is not a good day to be a Childe.
The Jury has Spoken.
The Accused has been set free.
Pain is Real.
Despair is Real.
Innocence is Lost.
Faith is Shattered.
Hope is Destroyed.
Somewhere this Day -
Somewhere this Night -
A Childe Cries.
A Jury has Spoken.
A Verdict has been Reached.
The Accused this Day -
Walks Free.
Somewhere this Day -
Somewhere this Night -
A Childe Cries.
Somewhere this Day -
Somewhere this Night -
A Childe Cries…..
Blessed Be the Artist’s Model
*Blessed Be the Artist’s Model*
Quietly she sits
in silent beauty she waits
her thoughts her own
her own quiet counsel she keeps
upon a tiny stage she appears
for the world to see and revere
for she is an Artist’s Model
and she waiting patiently
as he changes film
She is naked
her glorious nudity revealed
her lovely face
her full firm figure
and legs from here to there
In only her skin she poses
sitting, standing and against the wall and upon the ground
studio and outdoor stage
for all the world to see and revere
for she is an Artist’s Model
waiting patiently as he also waits
for a cloud to pass
“The Lighting is Just Not Right, My Dear
On the ‘Net her images are seen
glorious woman revealed
Daughter of the Earth Mother
and a gloriously gorgeous one at that!
she is to be honoured
and held sacred
as much as that be this day possible
to be seen in only her skin
nudity is no sin
as an inspiration to other model’s and artist’s
this humble scribbling scribe included
for she is an Artist’s Model
and a wonder to behold
for this is one of Gaia’s Daughters
as well the Artist knows
“Perhaps an inch to your left, Madame?
Artist stands with camera or paintbrush in hand
Painter with a blank white canvas
Photographger with unshot film
and inspiration is not striking. Empty blankness abounds.
Then the Model arrives.
She is young, and very feminine.
Her face is lovely and delicate
Her body firm and full
Her legs strong and graceful.
She models clothes.
She poses with props.
She even poses in only her skin.
The Painter picks up his brushes
The Photographer his camera
and with the Model
Inspiration arrives
for she is an Artist’s Model
and this is just another working day
for this lovely young beauty
this Daughter of the Earth Mother
and friend of the Muses
or dare it even be thought
One of the Muses?
Sisters Nine the Muses were
Saviours of the Sciences and the Arts
Dance
Music
and Written Word
all were Inspired and Guided by one of these Ladies Etherial
Nine Sisters to save the Artist from the empty blank canvas
the empty blank page
the camera with no images recorded
the blank page music score
the dancer with no steps and no movements
the sculptor with chisel and stone untouched
all were saved and salvaged by the Muses.
So as this scribbling scribe reverently sits in the “CyberCafe”
scanning quickly through a specific Model’s ‘works’
I find myself giving thanks to the Earth Mother for the ‘Net where
I found this model and for the Model herself.
Praises be to the Earth Mother for her Daughter who Inspires
Blessings Be to the Model
Uninhibited and Unbound
Her beauty thus shared
For she is an Artist’s Model
and this is what Model’s do
Blessing’s Be, Lovely One
Photographer’s and Painter’s you have inspired
now you can add this humble scribbling scribe.
Thanks’s M’lady - you’ve made my day
Quietly she sits
in silent beauty she waits
her thoughts her own
her own quiet counsel she keeps
upon a tiny stage she appears
for the world to see and revere
for she is an Artist’s Model
and this is what Model’s do.
TRANQUILITY
Written by Staff Contributor: Quest (Oct 30, 1989)
As the sun rises above the hills,
I think of the beauty is shall instill.
The quietness of night as it turns into day,
With the rustle of leaves where the creatures will play.
The soft talk and gentle laughter of a couple in love
Knowing the peaceful existence is pure like a dove.
The freshness of snow as it falls to the grounds,
Is a nice place to visit, where there is no sound.
The warmth of a fire as the flames goes higher,
Where the wood will glow and crackle for the fireplace admirer.
This is what tranquility is to me, for all to know and all to see.
WHY DO WE CRY?
Written by Staff Contributor: Quest: (June 20, 1989)
We cry when were happy, some cry when their blue,
Others cry at weddings, of course I do that too.
We see people who cry when a family member leave home,
And I know a lot of people who cry when pets decide to roam.
Fathers may cry when their daughters find love,
Mothers may cry when an infant is sent to the skies above.
An infant will cry when its hurt, wet or wants to be fed,
Little wild creature will cry when shot with a piece of led.
It does not matter who, what, when or where,
People will cry when they are really sincere.