I hear your voice in my head,
I feel your touch on my skin,
I taste your kiss on my lips,
I smell your neck in my hug,
I see your smile in my heart.
I carry you with me always.
I love you wholly now and forever.
Today marks the Winter Solstice. The first day of Yule for pagans and it begins the 12 day celebration that honors the Triple Goddess and the rebirth of the God in the form of the Sun.
In the days of old, calendars were based on a variety of sources. Some were lunar or astrological. Some were remarkably accurate, others may have been off by a day or more. Some may have been based on calculations that were learned through years of observations, or passed down through generations. And then there were those that tracked the sun through early temple or monument structures. Continue reading →
I don’t believe in coincidence! Never have. To me coincidences are the GreatSpirits trying to bring you a message. To ease your fears, to warn you of danger, or to answer a question you’ve worried about within your mind. But to me these aren’t coincidences, they’re synchronicities. In the words of Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Rule 39 – There’s no such thing as coincidence.
Now for me that worry I’ve been dealing with lately has been about transportation. My cars are out of commission right now and I’m driving my Mom’s giant boat! Yes cars as in plural, but both of them are now antiques, so don’t be impressed. And Mom’s land yatch, I mean van, is a Ford EconoVan. This thing is HUGE! And I really don’t like driving someone else’s vehicle anyway. But beggars can’t be choosers.
Each day I pull a tarot card and divine the message from its images on my professional spiritual blog Springwolf Reflections. Today, December 11th, 2014 a very unusual set of circumstances happened and the whole event was too weird not to share the story somewhere. So I decided that since it’s a story, what better place than on my personal blog where I share stories and poems and what not. So here it is for your entertainment.
. My Delight and Treasure .
Each year I’ve been with you
Has been better than before;
It’s hard for me to think
How I could love you more. .
Each year you’ve graced my life
Has been a time truly blessed;
I love your caring face, your voice,
Your tender and sweet caress. .
Each year as this day arrives,
I’m filled with love and pleasure;
Happy Anniversary my Sweet,
My joy, my delight, my treasure! . I love you, each one of the 11 years you graced my life, and each one to come, forever and always! .
~ Springwolf2014 Poem Inspired by Joanna Fuchs “Every Year” .
Twas the night of Ghosts, Goblins and Spooks. The night hidden in shadow beneath the watchful moon. When the Good Folk of the Shire below have placed Jack-o-Lanterns on their porches, door stops and steps to ward of the spirits of the night. They dress up in costume to fool the ghouls to hide their presence along their travels in the darkness.
But the mischievous spirits of the night knock on doors and demand their treats or tricks they’ll play all over the street. While the Good Folk shiver and shake by the hearth inside, afraid to go out or take a peak outside. Lighting candles and praying the evil passes them by.
But fear not, my fellow folk, for the good Fairies are afoot this eve. Flitting here and there, sharing their light throughout the peaceful shire. Casting their magikal dust over the tiny homes and the malicious ghouls who haunt the land throughout the night.
“The Link on a Lance” Maryland Renfaire 2007 by Springwolf
Funny Stories Can Lift Your Spirit
A few years ago, my son and I had a particularly hard week that culminated into one very difficult day. Life was presenting more challenges than either of us could handle alone and at the time, there was no one to turn to. He had his school stresses and I had my big adult life and parent stresses. The evening was filled with some yelling, from both directions and a lot of “you don’t do this or that”; again from both sides. It was a school night and I had put him to bed with no real solutions or comfort for either of us. At some point you have to stop arguing, because all you’re doing is going in circles and not getting anywhere at all.
While I went to my place for a cry, he was crying in bed. About an hour later he got back up and said he couldn’t sleep because he was too upset. Nothing can wrench your heart out more than your little boy crying because he too was hitting the rocks of despair. The annoyance of him being up nearly two hours after he was supposed to be in bed sleeping, flew right out the door. I knew how he felt. I felt the same way. Continue reading →