In the Old World, those of our kind had to keep ourselves hidden and work our magic behind closed doors. We were to be secret sorcerers. A mysterious kind of folk. We were accused of darkness and exiled to despair if our covers were blown. Thankfully these times are changing.
With this New World Order, our fate is changing for the better of us all. And more importantly, the fate of the earth and the cosmos beyond. While dark magic is something we are all capable of portraying whether intentional or not, there is so much more good that can come when aligned with the magic and mystique, connected with the powers of our earthly just as our heavenly realms.
As above, so below is a saying we all know.
As it is in the heavens it shall be on earth.
Peace and Protection are granted for all who believe.
Gifts from nature given as tools and symbols so we may live a life of leisure and ease.
For now, we are teachers shown through storybook tales. To prepare you for your future in magic that comes with being born into these great times of change; for we will one day pass our torch to you; just as you will to every indigo, rainbow, soul-healing, spirit-weaving, wondrous light-working child.
Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 1:55 PM UTC
Can you remember before we tripped and fell out of stride? Over-paced, the human race, our twelve-hour clock wound up tight with our world moving two days too fast.
Can you imagine a world with dirt roads and infrequent cars? Silence from the propellers of planes with air so pure, crisp and free from the fumes of exhaust and burning fuel that continues to fill our atmosphere at an extraordinarily fast-paced race to the end before we can even enjoy the beginning?
I dream of going back to such a place, building these dreams and grand illusions in my mind from the stories of my elders and great ancestors of old times.
When working was nothing about sitting at an office desk or making the most salaried income in this hectic life of no rest.
When mornings were spent gratefully tending to the fields and afternoons to the flocks. When in between, you let your eyes rest as you lay on fresh hay bales using only the sun's shadows as your clock.
When nights were filled with belly laughter and passionate kisses creating harmony with nature's own chirps of crickets and coyotes making sweet symphony to the skies; to Mother Moon herself and to the Great One hidden from our eyes.
A time of ease and inner peace amongst our day's hard work. Where the silence of zen in utmost meditation's only disturbance is of nature herself... A dragonfly zipping across your line of view... a horsefly buzzing around your ear... The bark of a pup or the sly movements of the cat as he makes his way into your garden to mess with your plants...
A world where your surroundings are as vastly colored as the most glorious sunset sky of orange, fuchsia, peach and yellow rainbow-dipped flowers, sending their love in sweet floral aroma as you breathe in; lifting your head, heart and chest in joyful adoration as your eyes glance in reverence to the heavens up high.
Jul 26, 2016
Jul 26, 2016 at 8:04 PM UTC
I collect these words in my pocket;
Papers folded neatly and shoved deep inside with the rest of my stash.
Thoughts that run so freely;
With minds awoken these words come spoken as I grip my pencil and write so fast.
"Catch me if you can," the muse sarcastically banters in my head;
"Don't leave these stories unattended for if you do, they will surely feel dead."
I collect these words in my pocket
And transfer them onto this screen;
So I may have some peace of mind and alas my laundry will come out clean.
Jul 17, 2016
Jul 17, 2016 at 10:56 AM UTC
Children.
Don't turn off your minds to them.
They are the answer.
They are the key.
Born time and again into innocence.
Reminders that we all start off with the chance to be free.
Look at the world through their bright wide eyes.
See the magic, the imaginary and fun.
Numb your ears to the mindless matters of adulthood worries.
Fill your soul with excitement and laughter.
Live to enjoy the now.
Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 7:11 PM UTC
I came from an ancient people, an anxious time; put through trials of destruction and disease, living a life of fear, for the Lord we must please.
We had it all wrong yet were not at fault. These times of troubles have finally come to an end; the despair falling out of reach, no doubt.
Through life we learned lessons; gaining experienced recognition of good from bad. And now we are here, ready to be free. Free from a life filled with hatred and government monopoly.
The time is now for change.
Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 7:07 PM UTC
Life is simpler without expectations.
He should, she should, you should, they should.
When did this world start turning so fast?
An inevitable pace for the human race,
With eyes closed, moving forward;
An unending circle of life spinning round and round.
Open your mind's eye to the inoperable pattern of resistance tearing our world apart.
Open your soul to the beauty that already surrounds you, to the peace already within you.
Open your heart to a love that's greater than the winds of rage.
End the war upon yourself.
Set your spirit free.
Focus on the tides of change.
Jun 9, 2016
Jun 9, 2016 at 9:13 AM UTC
Gemini's are known to dabble in arts of all kind; Well-cultured, well-versed and rehearsed in both rhythm and rhyme.
From music to magic and everything in between; Learning lessons as they unfold with the change of each scene.
We cannot be contained within wires nor hidden behind screens. Energy is everywhere; We choose our frequencies.
Disconnect from electricity and experience the ever-natural waves. Break harmful traditions of doubt and unobtainable change.
We are not alone.
This life has no range.
Mar 14, 2016
Mar 14, 2016 at 9:21 PM UTC
The Generation of You
A high tolerance for pain. Victim of self-inflicted injury and self-convinced lies. Self-judgement, self-disappointment, all aspects of self-disrespect; self-caused anxiety and self-caused stress.
Every man will have his turn-around, each woman her next chance to live. Darkness isn't necessarily a bad thing. Blackness in your heart doesn't make you a lost soul.
Nature isn't perfect, her ways at times are cruel. But as often as the sun is eclipsed by the moon, so must we all get a glimpse of our shadows monsoon.
Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 3:20 PM UTC
One Thousand Miles To Simply Be
As I look out into the bay; brisk ocean breeze stinging my cheeks and nostrils slightly dripping; I close my tear-glazed eyes and imagine life as it was a year ago. Slowly, my mind begins to tune out the busy sounds of traffic and fast-paced life; where the world never stops and everyone has some place to get to, some place they need to be.
As I listen to the jingles of collars while the dogs play, I imagine standing in the middle of a field, with nothing but trees and farm-life surrounding me. I focus in on the sounds of the wind and the chirping from cold-weather birds making their winter homes among the brush along the trunks of our hibernating, colorless trees.
As I shuffle my feet back and forth in the soft, cold sand, I allow my mind the nostalgia for red dirt, forever staining my hand-me-down boots, leaving a pleasant shade of rusty orange, similar to the weeds traveling up the shore from in-coming tides of the sea.
All is still and quiet as I let my day-dreams simply be.
A thousand miles have come and gone, 12 months of wisdom instilled in me.
Returning now to the present moment, filled with peace from this tranquil memory.
Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 12:55 PM UTC
To My Love:
XI.XXIII.MMXV
An Ode to Us
As we celebrate our anniversary of sacred marriage, we reflect on all we have learned and grown over our past years together. How we've managed to pull ourselves out of the darkness of our unhappy, broken lives by working together and being together; supporting and pushing each other on. From anger and depression to slowly working towards love and now light.
We've learned to embrace the simplicity of life. To slow down, step back and enjoy the ride. To appreciate being wrong about decisions, seeking answers in our mistakes. Going down that road again with awareness to find where we went off course then of course, leading each other back to the center of love and consciousness sought by those seeking to do right. The sacred path of the Gods before us, through inner guidance of their energies, uniting us with the Spirit, the Creator of the Cosmos through a powerful enlightenment we can only reach through Love and Dedication, leading us to the utmost center of eternal inner peace.
As we reflect on all that we physically possess as one, we realize, while we have many treasures, they are of sentimental value. Our belongings tell a story. About us. About our adventures together. About our pasts and past-times, our struggles and our victories. Pictures on the wall. Artwork. Books. Sticky notes lying around the house with words of wisdom, beliefs and healing, ancient proverbs and vedic quotes. Herbs and crystals for magic, cards and seashells for fun. Drawings and doodles and scribbles and paintings, flowers from first dates and memories and thoughts etched within the caves and wires of this computer, as if they were etched in stone.
We smile with delight as we recognize wishes, desires and dreams come true. Learning to enjoy the quiet times, surrounded by nature as we lie in the sand, listening to the waves or simply looking out our window, gazing into the beauties of this world that are right within our view. Our hearts beating in rhythm, holding hands and breathing slow, embracing each other with gratitude for all we have become, all we intend to be, and all we manifest together within the nature of our realm. The world we create together, growing stronger and more vibrant with each day, the presence of joy when you sit back in reverence, having faith in each other and in tomorrow as a brand new day.
Always and forever yours,
Me.
Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 9:06 PM UTC