Merry meet to all those of the pagan or witchy persuasion (and any who are not offended by such a greeting)! Today is Midsummer, and it is a blessed day indeed. Even though here in Houston we aren’t exactly seeing the sun, I can feel it’s warmth in my heart and am grateful for the bounty that has been brought into my life in this past year.
It may have taken me a while to recognize (or even remember), but it has been exactly a year to the day that I sought answers in what for me was a somewhat unlikely place, and I think perhaps my prayers were answered.
Continue reading “Merry Midsummer! Embrace the bounty!”
Which means it’s officially Fall!!
Continue reading “Mabon is here!”
Merry meet to all my friends and followers of the witchy/pagan persuasion!
Today is Midsummer (or apparently it began officially sometime last night… which makes no sense to me), a day that in my past has been about love. Remember a Midsummer’s Night Dream by Shakespeare? (Or my post about how that play is the source of the Rom-Com formula?) That has been my view of Midsummer in the past.
Continue reading “Midsummer Blessings”
It’s not even been 72 hours since I was made aware of my relationship blunder, and already my heart and head have run the gambit.
For those of you who know me, you know I’m a big believer in signs, and several things have popped up lately to make me think I should have seen this coming. But even as I start to dwell on that, I’ll spot something on Facebook or Instagram that makes me think that I’m stupid for believing such a thing. Meanwhile my friends are there telling me to relax because while it was a rather big blunder, it’s also very obvious (to them… I’m not so sure) that things will work out positively.
And all in the middle of it all, several of the guys from my past have shown up almost as if the universe is testing me.
Continue reading “Emotional Roller Coaster”
This poem is inspired in part by the #MissMuseMe post from Twitter.
Continue reading “A Splash of Remembrance (An Original Poem)”
Well, I’m trying to, anyhow.
Yesterday, when I posted about the latest batch of Tinderfellas, I was feeling pretty good about the potential state of my love life. And then it all came crashing down in unbelievably quick fashion.
Continue reading “Bouncing Back”
Under your skin,
just below the surface,
where you hide your disdain
It twinkles at the corners of
when you say my name,
as if the
mere utterance of that combination
of vowels and consonants
above the chasm
where you hide
allowing the love
to trickle up,
reverse raindrops of
that water your smile,
still only a smirk
but wholly genuine.
Though the words have been
a barrage of sarcasm,
know that it is ever so evident
what you mean to say,
I love you, too.