Snow purifies the landscape with white glistening flakes.
Snow calms the world and welcomes the quiet from its cold blanket.
Snow illuminates the darkness of night and brightens the gloom of the day.
Snow beacons the children of all ages to the nearest hills for sledding and fun.
Snow brings friends together to fashion the years first snowman or woman.
Snow invites the challenge of snow ball fights from home-built forts and hand carved ammunition.
Snow shares a smile as a new puppy or kitten touch the white flakes for the very first time.
Snow captures the wonder of discovery as each person young and old who have never seen it before.
What is it about snow you ask?
Snow is winters reminder to smile and laugh. To appreciate the beauty of all our seasons. Both warm and cold.
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.