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*Magic, Witches and the Bible
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*One Definition of the Divine
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*Why a Witch Could care less about Harry Potter

*Satan is not my Sidekick

*The other people: Or how I learned to stop worrying and love the Bible


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I feel so special right now, look Ma! I won an award!

In my other life
05.30.05 (1:16 pm)   [edit]


In my other life, when I'm not being a witch or a mum, I'm a student. I am in night classes doing my MOA (Medical Office Assistant) certificate. Next monday is my final exam in Medical Terminology. I won't be around much, because all my free time -which i usually waste quite happily here- will be spent studying for my final. So see you all next week, unless the procrastination bug bites- then I might pop in now and then!

FM
 
Longshots latest post: Judge: Parents can't teach pagan beliefs
05.28.05 (1:40 pm)   [edit]
Take a wander over to Longshots http://longshot.tblog.com/ blog and read his latest post "Judge: parents can't teach pagan beliefs" about a power hungry arrogant judge in Indiana. This judge has decided that a child should not be exposed to "non-mainstream religious beliefs and rituals." His parents are Wiccan.

Fairmoon *shakes head and sighs*, what ever happened to seperation of Church and State?
 
the self publishing dilemma
05.27.05 (3:53 pm)   [edit]
I'm stuck in a dilemma. Whether or not to self publish a novel I wrote last year. It's decent novel, considering I wrote over three days while attempting the "3 day novel" http://www.3daynovel.com/ contest here in Vancouver. But should I publish it? Should i try a regular style publishing house, or do it my self, with lulu.com http://www.lulu.com/ or someother self publishing website?

hhhhhmmmmmm As i mull it over many thoughts come to my head.

many questions actually. How much time to a want to promote to marketing? Am i brave enough to stage readings fo the novel at coffee houses, or the library? is it that kind of novel?

It's not actually. It should be labeled "adult content" not that is porn or anything like that. It's just got mature content and not suitable for certian viewers. Am i confident to stand up with that? Or will the prude in me blush and feel shame that I wrote those words?

Here in blogosphere i can hid behind my avatar. but out there in the real world It would be my picture on the back cover, cuz really it's that the point of a book? to have you're picture on it?

*shrug* i'm muttering to myself when i should be cooking dinner, but it's freakin' hot out and I've melted to my chair.

*shrug again* I'll figure it out eventually....
 
Maybe the Salmon have it right.
05.27.05 (6:50 am)   [edit]
The freaky coincidences I’ve been in experiencing in the last few days are well freaky. A post or so ago I wrote about salmon Spawning and how at this time of year, as the salmon berries ripen they are doing just that, Swimming against the current. Struggling up streams to lay their eggs and then die.

Yesterday we drove out to UBC hospital- at the other end of the city- to visit my hubbies Grandmother, who’s back in the hospital. She’s been in and out of the hospital for weeks now and that alone has taken its toll on her.

They can’t find anything really wrong. She just doesn’t have the energy to make her body work anymore. There’s no cancer, stroke, disease, or malfunctioning organ in her body. It’s just worn right out. But, what can you expect from an 80 something year old woman who’s had thyroid problems for decades.

She suffering from a lot of depression too, which doesn’t help, but can you blame her? She doesn’t have the energy to get up herself, let a lone read a book or magazine. Her hearing is gone so even watching TV is out and has been for years. So she just lies there in bed staring at what? Nothing.I’d be fucking depressed too.

She knows she’s dying, but we’re not talking about it. I want to talk about it. I want to sit with her and talk about it, how she’s feeling, what she’s thinking. But that’s not what we do. We’re all pretending she’s going to be fine, and I’m pretty sure that’s what infuriating her all the more. Let’s just admit it and discuss it.

The closest we came to it yesterday was her comment “may be the Salmon have it right” to anyone outside of the family this comment would back you think dementia. But I understood it right away.

Gran grew up on the west coast. She spent a good portion of her childhood/teen years in a small town up north called Ocean Falls. It was a logging/fishing town and the only way to get there was by boat. Still is. She has always been fascinated by west coast history and culture. Salmon have always been a major part of the culture around here along the coast. Not so much to us city dwellers, but even we learn all out the life cycles of Salmon in school.

“Maybe the Salmon have it right.” she said. I didn’t need to ask what she meant. But, my hubbie did. “The spawn and don’t bother the next generation” she explained. That’s what she thinks. She’s a bother, it’s an imposition: her dying.

I guess we’ve both been thinking about the salmon lately.

I’m not afraid to talk about death. I wish we’d all talk about it more. When my hubbies step mom died five years ago, we talked about, endlessly. We also just talked. About life, love, stories from our past etc… everything we had to get the words out before there wasn’t anymore time to do that. I would love to do that with Gran, she’s lived in great places and during an intriguing time for this world. She’s travelled around the world and seen so much.

She’s told me some stories, but not enough. I’m racking my brain to find her stories so I can write them down before I forget them.

I can’t remember enough of them.
 
All Strangers to me
05.26.05 (12:22 pm)   [edit]
So I finally wrote that email. I think i did a decent job, without sounding bitchy or brutal. I found myself writing down some pretty nasty things, but I erased them without sending it. What's the point? There isn't one.

Basically I said this:
..I have no desire to rehash the events and say “you made me feel that way”, “I made you feel this way”, there doesn’t seems to be any point in doing that. It was so long ago now and so much has changed. Once along time ago I wrote it all down. But, it seems pointless to bring it all up again now.

After finding out that we were having The Ruler, both My hubbie and I realized that there were bigger things to worry about and we couldn’t dwell on the past. We had to shift our focus to new things. Having a baby makes you get your shit together. For me, it was important to have my mental shit together, because I do believe that not only was my body transferring nutrients to Owen, but emotions and energy as well. I couldn’t dwell on negative or be sad, because I didn’t want to pass those feelings on to my baby.

I don’t know what you’ve been thinking about me over the past three years. If you’ve been thinking that I’m angry and upset, or what, I just wanted to know that I’m not anymore.

Now, today as I’m thinking about this I’ve realised that I don’t feel much of anything. It’s over and done. And you are all strangers to me. That’s not supposed to sound as harsh as it may. It’s been so long and we’re all so different now that I don’t really know you anymore. I don’t know where your interests are, what your life is about now or really anything. And, the same with me. My life is hugely different and I’m not the same person I was three years ago. So really, you’re a stranger, with a mutual friend – our friend who's getting married- and we have to get to know each other again, the way strangers would...


I'd forgotten that a year or so ago I wrote a big long letter to this friend detailing my side of the story. I glanced at it briefly then closed it again. Maybe one day I'll post it here. *shrug* it's an interesting story, if you don't know it's ture.
 
salmonberries and emails
05.24.05 (4:04 pm)   [edit]
Today while The Ruler and I were out for a walk, we discovered a treasure, The First ripe Salmonberries of the year! These delicious red orange berries are the first to ripen out here on the northwest coast for me they taste like freedom.

The legend behind this tart blackberry shaped treats is that they ripen around the time that salmon travel up stream beds to span. The bushes grow along the stream beds and in the undergrowth of the forests around Vancouver. The natives would catch the fish and cook them with the berries, or make berry sauces to eat with the fish. Hence, the name salmon berries. I’ve never been able to collect up enough to create a dish of them. All the neighbourhood kids raid the bushes on there way to and from school striping the ripe berries each day. I don’t blame them. They are tasty berries, tangy and sharp with just enough sweet to overpower the sour and make them worth tramping though the bushes for.

I’m sure that the natives would have revered them as one of the first fresh foods of spring and horded them the same way the neighbourhood kids do.

They taste like freedom to me because the ripening of these berries was the first indication and school would soon be out. They grew in abundance around my elementary school yard and us kids snacked on them everyday until the bushes were exhausted and there wasn’t a berry to be found for bird or bear.

Tasting those berries for the first time each year always takes me back to those days and I feel nostalgic and calm. And now I get to form new memories sharing them with the ruler, who after watching me savour two or three decided he’d better jump on the berry lovin’ bandwagon and get some of these berries before mummy ate them all.

I’ve been living in the land of nostalgia off and on these past few days and not all of it good. Reading Longshots blog Lost My Best? Friend? http://longshot.tblog.com/ reminded of a similar situation that I lived though a few years ago. The circumstances are different of course, but the commonality of losing a friend during a tough time is there.

It was over three years ago that this happened and I’ve put in a lot of ground work to deal with/move on/ get over/ whatever what happened. I have no real interest in rehashing the events that led up to a few good friends saying “see ya later” no one looks good at the end of the story and since then I’ve had so much happen in my life that it no longer factors in to my existence.

Yet, coincidentally, a day or so after reading Longshots blog one of these friends who left emailed me. It would seem that we are all invited to the wedding of a mutual friend in June and this person wants to “clear the air” I suppose, before this event. Why, I’m not totally sure, okay that’s a lie, I know why but explaining that means rehashing and I’m not into that right now.

The point is, I need to email this person back. And I don’t have anything to say. And I’m not being a callous bitch when I say that. It’s been a long time. I don’t know her anymore, I don’t know who she is now. She doesn’t know me anymore, I’m very different than who I was. To me she’s a stranger, I don’t know her.

What’s weird and another one of those coincidental thingys (which by the way I don’t believe in coincidence-that’s not a witch thing- just a me thing) is that in Longshots post he’s talking about this friend and how this friend sorta abandoned him and his family during a tough time. He wonders if that person was really a friend, truly cared about himself and his family?

In the email from my so-called-friend, she talked about how after the event occurred she and the others felt like the timing wasn’t right to talk about it. Then I got preggers and they all felt like they should give the hubbie and I space to deal with that, then is was about giving us space with the newborn, yearling, and now we’re staring the terrific two’s in the face, SO WHEN IS THE RIGHT TIME? – I wonder to myself. She gives an explanation that perhaps Longshots friend would give.

The support, the caring of friends is never in the way. Dealing with the past, may not the best thing to do during times of change, but if they truly believed that we’d all be happy friends again, then wouldn’t something as happy as a baby make everyone put away the crap and well, be happy? *shrug* like Longshot, I’m not looking for advice. Without the details, there’s gaping blanks in this story and this is really just me rambling to get my head on straight before emailing back this friend.

The taste os the salmonberries is still on my tongue and I savour it while remembering these times past. and I’m off the write that email, or make dinner…
 
You Know You're From British Columbia When...
05.21.05 (8:33 pm)   [edit]
You Know You're From British Columbia When...

You know the provincial flower

You consider that if it has no snow, it is not a real mountain.

You can taste the difference between Starbucks, Blendz, and Tim Horton's.

You know how to pronounce Squamish, Osoyoos & Nanaimo.

You can tell the difference between Japanese, Chinese, Vietnamese, Korean and Thai food.

In winter, you go to work in the dark and come home in the dark - while only working eight-hour days.

You have no concept of humidity without precipitation.

You know that Dawson Creek is a town, not a TV show.

You can point to at least two ski mountains, even if you cannot see through the cloud cover.

You notice "the mountain is out" when it is a pretty day and you can actually see it.

You put on your shorts when the temperature gets above 5, but still wear your hiking boots and parka.

You switch to your sandals when it gets about 10, but keep the socks on.

You recognize the background shots in your favourite movies & TV shows.

You buy new sunglasses every year, because you can't find the old ones after such a long time.

You use a down comforter in the summer.

The local hero is a pot-smoking snowboarder

The local wine doesn't taste like malt vinegar

Your $400,000 Vancouver home is 5 hours from downtown

You can throw a rock and hit three Starbucks locations

You've been to a deforestation protest

If a cop pulls you over, just offer them some of your hash

It's November, it's raining, but you're still wearing birkenstocks

You go broke just paying rent.

You don't own a heavy winter coat

You can't figure out why Manitoba is considered part of Western Canada.

You wouldn't be caught dead on Vancouver Island or Vancouver without your umbrella and plastic shoes.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from British Columbia.
 
Where the heck is my red tent?
05.19.05 (1:53 pm)   [edit]
(bit of a rant, you’ve been forewarned)

I discovered the wonderful world of Playtex’s “heat therapy” pads today. I try not to take a lot of pills during my moon time, but usually the cramps get pretty bad and my herbal treatment just isn’t enough. Today with the help of this sticky little pad that’s all so very warm and with my herbs I’ll make it though the day. But I would really like a red tent.

Certain cultures in the world have a tradition of “exiling” a woman on the rag. They separate them from the men and ostracize them from regular society. This was very common in pre industrial society and even in Victorian times, well-to-do women were ‘indisposed” at certain times of the month.

When I first became a ware of these practices, the feminist in me was outraged. How could women let that happen to then? What sort of barbaric societies where these? HOW DARE THEY?

Modern day women are so much better off. We can still go to work, school, out with friends. We can still cook, clean, and manage the houses of our husbands and kids. Just pop a few pills if you have cramps, drink more coffee if you’re tired. And if you’re cranky Cuz your hormones are a mess, don’t let them out Cuz then you’ll be labelled the “PMS Monster”. There’s herbal treatments, heating pads that stick to your panties, all manner of feminine hygiene products that will ease our way in society, all the while keeping our blood secret.

Lucky us!

A few years ago, I read the Red Tent http://www.anitadiamant.com/t... for the first time. I have since read it probably a dozen more times. It’s a great book and tells the story of Dinah, the only daughter of Jacob, who married Rachel and Leah. These characters are found in the Biblical book of Genesis, Chapter 34. Told in the first person as Dinah, this historical fiction is wonderful, especially because it details the private lives of women when during their moon time when they are sequestered to the confines of the Red Tent.

The moon time is seen as an opportunity to relax and rest after working hard caring for ones family, flocks, and servants. It is a time of rejuvenation and cleansing with all the women together, sharing stories and bonding outside of the prying eyes of the men.

It makes me want a Red Tent of my own. Today was a shitty day. And I mean Shitty. I’m tired and yes cranky. I have cramps, sore everything and yet again, we arrived home from playgroup to discover that my sister’s dog had spread The Rulers Dirty Diapers around the house. I capitalize the Dirty Diapers so you truly understand the mess and smell we walked into. The ruler decided not to nap, and I need one terribly, spill food everywhere, when I just want to rest. He is almost two and his latest trick is to throw everything. Timeouts happen five or six times a day. Yes, I’m in a bad mood.

I have never wanted to go out back and pitch our little pup tent more than I do right now.

I’ll find the last of the red paint from our kitchen and paint it red.

Then with enough food, pads and magazines to last until the weekend I’ll zip it up and stay there until Sunday. It would be a wonderful thing is women could take time off during their moon times. Rest and relax just like the olden days. I like the idyllic view I’ve created of what it was like then and I want it. I want to be able to say “I’m indisposed, GO AWAY!” without it seeming weak, or lazy. I want women to be able to say, “I’m on the rag, fuck off” with being called a bitch with PMS. And I want them to stop using window washer fluid in tampon ads, it’s icky. It’s red, get it right.

I would love to say “see you later” to my family, my sister’s idiot dog and not do a damn thing for a few days. But, we all know that’s just not possible, My hubbie can’t take time off work because of my uterus. The Ruler wants to play despite my cramps and my red tent remains packed in the garage. My sister’s dog however is locked downstairs until she gets back from her holidays on Saturday.

I told you it was a rant. I’ll regret posting this in a few days when my hormones are balanced again.
 
Star Wars names...
05.19.05 (6:56 am)   [edit]
Thanks alms and jerneedog and trek guy for the link to this. Don't forget to scroll down to the free indie starwars movie link.





Your Star Wars Name and Title



Your Star Wars Name: Annel Stvan

Your Star Wars Title: Silvan of Enrol



 
weird things one finds on the internet
05.19.05 (6:35 am)   [edit]
I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg.
The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to
a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht
oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist
and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and
you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid
deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig
huh? yaeh and I awlyas thought slpeling was ipmorantt.
 
Star Wars Revelations
05.15.05 (9:18 am)   [edit]



The geeky sort of Fae in me loves this sort of stuff. Go watch a cool indie flim set in Star Wars land. http://www.ifilm.com/ifilmdet...

The home page of the company who made it http://www.panicstruckpro.com...

Enjoy,
FM

 
BC Elections
05.14.05 (8:55 am)   [edit]
Working for the advanced polls in an election in BC means that you sit for anywhere from 9 hours to 12 hours in a gym or other florescently lit room and fill in little boxes with information about a voter that was already filled in at another other table when they entered the room. You rarely leave, forget how to stand up and alphabetize everything.

My eyes are tired, my brain is tired and my feet are numb. Nevertheless, I'm a part of the democratic process, yeah me! (Note the heavily laced sarcasm in that last comment.) Today is the last day of advanced polls. Election day is May 17th. VOTE DAMN IT

As an employee of BC elections, a non partisan organization I not allowed to say things like the “Liberals Sux eggs, vote them out” or “THE STV rocks vote yes http://www.citizensassembly.b.... So I won’t.

Off to work, bye.
 
Terry Pratchett on Witches
05.14.05 (8:38 am)   [edit]
Here’s what Terry Pratchett has to say of witches in his book “The Wee Free Men”:

… “But couldn’t you use a keeping-warm spell?” said Tiffany.

“I could. But a Witch doesn’t do that sort of thing. Once you use magic to keep yourself warm, then you’ll start using it for other thing.”

“But isn’t that what a witch is supposed to-” Tiffany began.

“Once you learn about magic, I mean really learn about magic, learn everything you can learn about magic, then you’ve got the most important lesson still to learn,” said Miss Tick.

“What’s that?”

“Not to use it. Witches don’t use magic unless they really have to. It’s hard work and difficult to control. We do other things. A witch pays attention to everything that’s going on. A witch uses her head. A witch is sure of herself. A witch always has a piece of String-“

“I always do have a piece of string!” said Tiffany. “It’s always handy!”

“Good. Although there’s more to witchcraft than string. A witch delights is small details. A witch sees through and round things. A witch sees further than most. A witch sees things from the other side. A witch knows where she is and when she is…”

 
non partisan
05.12.05 (9:03 pm)   [edit]
Yesterday, Today and for the next two days, then next tuesday, I'm working for BC Elections, so I won't be around, But i'll get back to all of you who've left comments sunday or monday. Bc Elections is a non partisan organization and as their employee i'm not really supposed to endorse a political party or person. However I would like to suggest you take a look at this new party on the scene in Vancouver http://www.worklessparty.org/... especially these two who are running in my riding http://www.worklessparty.org/... and one riding overhttp://www.worklessparty.org/... (I know them very well, btw.

Election day is MAY 17th (a little reminder to other Britsh Columians) and Advance voting in most areas continues Friday and Saturday. GO VOTE

Yes this probably should be in the politics section, but I don't know anyone over there.


FM
 
Spreadin' the Dandelion Love
05.10.05 (2:03 pm)   [edit]
It been one of those days that bloggers love to write about. I got home from taking the Ruler to playgroup to discover that my sisters dog- who we’re looking after while their on vacation- had gotten in to the Rulers dirty diaper pail. Ick! Not only were there two days worth of dirty diapers spread around the Rulers room, the Really dirty ones, you know what I mean, had all been chewed and were now, well, uummm, clean. Double Ick!

So, I’ve been pretty unhappy with the dog all day to say the least. Of course since this is one of those days that Bloggers love to write about there is a happy ending. After the Rulers nap and some lunch, most of which got fed to the dog, we went for a walk and then played in our back yard.

What you need to understand first is that we live in an upper middle class suburb neighbourhood, which we can just barely afford, and our back yard hasn’t seen a lawnmower yet this year. Our my-yard-is-perfect-and-I ll-rake-up-the-deadfall -after-each-spurt-of-wind , -and-sweap-The-ROAD-outside-my-house-after-i t-rains neighbours hate us.

The grass is knee high and there’s still some dead branches lying around from the tree we had cut down a year ago. It’s paradise to a Two Year Old and his cats. If we actually found the time to mow the lawn, I wouldn’t have this perfect image embedded in my head today.

The Ruler trotted out into the yard where the grass was waist high. He was wearing blue overalls and his blonde hair shone in the sun. There he stood gleefully laughing at the tickling grass and the dozens of Dandelion Puffs and Yellow poppies that surrounded him. He didn’t know where to start. He loves dandelion puffs and his desire to blow all of them had no bounds. I’m sure our neighbours (who have no dandelions on their lawns at all, love us for that too.)

So many dandelion puffs to choose from, so many to continue his mission of spreadin’ the dandelion love. I truly believe that little kids prayers and wishes travel on backs of dandelion seeds.

I sat on a rock and watched him laughing and surrounded by the beautiful wild yard, the green grass waving in the breeze, the white dandelion Globes begging to be blown, and the yellow poppies glowing like the Rulers hair. Part of me wished I had a camera, but part of me was glad that I would have this image all to myself. I can explain it, but no one will ever see it like I did. So even though the dog is burping up diaper smells, today was perfect and the Dandelion Love is spreadin’.

~~~~~~~~~~~~
PS The Rash the ruler had last week, wasn't Chicken pox, stupid Dr. but an allergy to a still unknown substance. Second opinions are always a good thing.

---And---
I think that Katie holmes Tom Cruise thing is really Icky. http://www.msnbc.msn.com/ID/7...
 
it this any big surprise either?
05.10.05 (7:20 am)   [edit]
i really need tof ind something better to do with my time.

FM

You scored as Cultural Creative. Cultural Creatives are probably the newest group to enter this realm. You are a modern thinker who tends to shy away from organized religion but still feels as if there is something greater than ourselves. You are very spiritual, even if you are not religious. Life has a meaning outside of the rational.

Cultural Creative

94%

Postmodernist

75%

Idealist

75%

Romanticist

69%

Fundamentalist

63%

Modernist

56%

Materialist

56%

Existentialist

31%

What is Your World View?
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well, I am left handed
05.10.05 (7:04 am)   [edit]
It is any big surprise that I would score way over on the left side? Really if shouldn't be. yet another silly quiz to waste some time before playgroup. Better posts are on the way.

FM


You scored as Green. <'Imunimaginative's Deviantart Page'>

Green

100%

Democrat

92%

Socialist

75%

Anarchism

67%

Communism

58%

Fascism

33%

Republican

8%

Nazi

0%

What Political Party Do Your Beliefs Put You In?
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a quiz
05.06.05 (5:37 pm)   [edit]
I've studied Buddhism with an ex buddhist monk (he quit to marry and buddhist nun- she quit too- isn't that sweet?) But didn't go in for all the suffering stuff. But i guess i held onto more of the beliefs than i thought. Hhhhmmmmm.... interesting... the Gnosticism i totally get, definatly into Knowledge in all forms...

why am i writting all these silly blogs? There's wall paper in the bathroom that needs striping and I don't want to do it.

FM

You scored as Buddhism. Your beliefs most closely resemble those of Buddhism. Do more research on Buddhism and possibly consider becoming Buddhist, if you are not already.

In Buddhism, there are Four Noble Truths: (1) Life is suffering. (2) All suffering is caused by ignorance of the nature of reality and the craving, attachment, and grasping that result from such ignorance. (3) Suffering can be ended by overcoming ignorance and attachment. (4) The path to the suppression of suffering is the Noble Eightfold Path, which consists of right views, right intention, right speech, right action, right livelihood, right effort, right-mindedness, and right contemplation. These eight are usually divided into three categories that base the Buddhist faith: morality, wisdom, and samadhi, or concentration. In Buddhism, there is no hierarchy, nor caste system; the Buddha taught that one's spiritual worth is not based on birth.

Buddhism

96%

agnosticism

83%

Hinduism

75%

Islam

67%

Paganism

67%

Satanism

50%

atheism

50%

Judaism

38%

Christianity

33%

Which religion is the right one for you? (new version)
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The Logia of Kurt
05.06.05 (5:26 pm)   [edit]
Kurt is one of the frist bloggers who i read here at tblog. he's one of the first people that I bookmarked and I truely wish that he would post more, more often. Here's on on my favorite posts by him. Thanks Kurt for your writting, and your honesty. http://www.tblog.com/template...
 
When God hands you a chicken...
05.06.05 (11:45 am)   [edit]
make Chicken soup...

World Famous Chicken Soup Recipe

One whole chicken (that would be me I suppose)

1 gallon water (enough to cover chicken)
1 onion cut in quarters
3 garlic cloves
1 inch of ginger root shredded
2 teaspoons salt
1 pound new potatoes
4 large carrots cut in one inch slices
2 stalks celery cut in one inch slices
1 can baby corn

1. Combine chicken, water, onion, garlic, ginger, and salt in a large
stock pot and bring to a boil. (Crockpot can be used but times are longer)
2. Simmer for 30 minutes to 1 hour skimming off oil and fat as needed.
3. Test chicken with a fork to determine when it is tender and fully cooked.
3. Remove the chicken and shred it, removing bones, fat, skin, and gristle.
4. Strain chicken broth.
5. Add vegetables and chicken to chicken broth and bring to a boil,
reduce heat and simmer for 30 minutes or until potatoes are done. Serve hot.

YYYUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMYYYYYY !!! I love Chicken Soup.
 
Peanut Coconut Curry
05.06.05 (11:34 am)   [edit]

Peanut coconut curry

2 teaspoons of oil, for cooking
1 large onion, chopped
1 2 inch piece of fresh ginger, peeled and grated
4 garlic cloves, minced
½ cup loosely packed minced cilantro (*)
1 red bell pepper, roasted peeled and chopped (I often skip the roasting and peeling part)
1 jalapeno pepper, roasted, peeled and chopped (*)
1 tablespoon of cumin
2 teaspoon whole mustard seeds
2 teaspoons ground coriander
1 teaspoon ground turmeric
1 teaspoon paprika
¼ teaspoon cayenne, or more to taste
(You could just use curry power, but this tastes much much better.)

2 large tomatoes, peeled seeded and chopped. (I often skip peeling and seeding, OR use a can of a tomatoes, one of the big ones works well)
1 medium sweet potato, peeled and chopped
1 pound potatoes, peeled and chopped
¼ cup of coconut milk, or more, for more creamy sauce
2 tablespoons of peanut butter, or more if you use more coconut milk
2 cups cooked beans or chickpeas, drained and rinsed. I like chickpeas a lot.

(*) I leave out the cilantro sometimes, if I don’t have it. I don’t add the jalapenos cuz I don’t like them, and that makes it too spicy for The Ruler to eat it..

Heat oil in bottom of a large pot. Add onion, ginger, garlic, and cilantro.
Reduce heat and sauté, stirring often, until onion is soft and clear.
Add bell pepper, jalapeno, cumin, mustard seeds, coriander, turmeric, paprika, cayenne.
Stir to blend, then add tomatoes, sweet potato, and potatoes. Cover and simmer over med.-low heat, until potatoes are cooked through.

Combine coconut milk and peanut butter in separate pot and on very low heat stir until blended smooth, do not over heat.
Add to large pot, after potatoes are cooked, with the beans.
Cover and let sit for 15 to 20 minutes (so flavours can blend).

When I’m in a rush, I skip a lot of the finicky stuff with the tomatoes and peppers. Doesn’t change the taste. It’s a great curry and actually very easy. The Hubbie loves it, it’s his favourite dish I make.

 
Conversations with Christians part 1 of many
05.05.05 (3:15 pm)   [edit]
Over at Graceshakers forum I'm answering some questions about Wicca, in an Interfaith sort of thing. Here are some of the questions and answers that I've been asked, and answered.

Thanks to French Jenny for covering for me yesterday, My article "A new take on Love Spells" is complete and I'll be submiting it to Timelessspirit magazine for publication shortly. On to the questions... more are forth coming...

Question: Is Wicca just as splintered a faith system as xianity is? If so what are the core essential beliefs that make someone a 'wiccan'?

Answer: This is a good question to start with because answering it give everyone a good understanding of the basics of Wicca and I’ll probably draw on some of this info later.

Yes wicca is splintered. Wicca is a type of Paganism, just like Protestantism is a type of xtianity. So at the top of the pyramid you have Pagan, below that on the next level you have Wicca and many many other types of paganism. Just like on the Christian pyramid you have protestant and catholic on the second level.

Below Wicca there are lots more branches, too many to count. Just like below Protestant there are many branches as well. Does that make sense?

Answering the core belief part of a tough one because unlike xtianity we don’t have a unifying book like the bible, generally all Wiccan’s follow the Wiccan Rede, and the Law of three. (see previous posting ) this is not true of all Pagans however which is a point that needs to be understood.

All wiccan’s are pagan, but not all pagans are wiccan, just as
All Catholics are Christian, but not all Christians are Catholic.



Questions: Is there really any hope for a "uniting" of wiccan and Christian beliefs or should we at best hope for tolerance?

Who is Jesus Christ according to Wiccan doctrine? Was Jesus THE son of God?


Answers: First off, it’s important to note that there is no Wiccan Doctrine. We do not have a unifying book like the Bible. The closest we have is called, “Aradia, the Gospel of Witches”, written down by Charles Leland in 1899. While some consider it to be the wiccan equivalent to the bible, many do not, and many have never even heard of it.

Back to the questions. Because there is no one set of beliefs what Wiccan’s think of Jesus differs from group to group and even person to person within those groups. Generally, speaking Wiccan’s respect Jesus as a great teacher and prophet, his basic teachings of love compassion and understanding aren’t so different from what most people morally believe, religion aside. Few accept him as THE son of God, but believe that we are all Children of the Divine (yes I know that sounds like a horrid B-Movie) so in that respect he is a son of God, but not THE son.

Unfortunately many Wiccan’s have had very bad experiences with xtains. They have been cussed at, abused, tormented mentally and physically by individuals and whole communities, they have been made outcasts by families and friends, and these are people I know. Because of this, some take a rather sour, if not down right hateful view of Jesus and xtains as a whole. This modern day persecution makes the hope of uniting wiccan and Christain beliefs seemingly impossible.

However there is a growing trend towards Christos-Wicca, or Christian- paganism, where people are connecting Jesus’ teachings with their faith of pagan roots. I don’t know to much about this yet, because I’ve been to busy talking with you guys to do the reading. (*little grin*)

There are books like the Pagan Christ and The Jesus Mysteries that talk about the pagan roots of Christianity and are showing the world that perhaps we’re not so different after all. These ideas give me hope that it is possible to move to a place of tolerance, then acceptance.

Us here, talking like this is another step in that direction. [the forum]

Footnotes:
Aradia:
http://www.sacred-texts.com/pag/aradia/index.htm" title="http://www.sacred-texts.com/pag/aradia/index.htm" target="_blank"http://www.sacred-texts.com/p...

The Pagan Christ
http://www.tomharpur.com/Reviews/PaganChrist.asp" title="http://www.tomharpur.com/Reviews/PaganChrist.asp" target="_blank"http://www.tomharpur.com/Revi...

The Jesus Mysteries
http://www.jesusmysteries.demon.co.uk/" title="http://www.jesusmysteries.demon.co.uk/" target="_blank"http://www.jesusmysteries.dem...

Pagan Christ is a better book.
 
French Jenny's Bayou BBQ
05.04.05 (10:26 am)   [edit]
--otherwise known as Random Acts of Wackness Wednesday.

Hey ya'll, bonjour and salut! French Jenny here, filling in for fairmoon as she works on completed her magazine article. she's asked me to run the Wackness contest for today.

This week, we're choosing the winners are Hot blogs again, however rather than picking from the end of the line, we're going to the front. Well, the middle of the front and chooseing numbers # 11, 12, 13 and 14. These guys are so close to the top ten they only need a few hits and comments to get them there and diperse the ones that dominate the Top Ten from Day to Day. NOt that there's anything wrong with that, but we feel that they are so close, yet so far, lets help them out a bit and get some new blood in the top ten.

Fairmoon wants me to remind you that she's still floundering about in the high 30's and would love more hits and commments to break that spell. (hahaha, she doens't like me making witchy jokes, but i can't help but get a dig in once and a while.)

So this weeks winners are:
Lynne
FinalyFree
mnash
BerlinBear


Congrats and good luck getting into the top ten you guys! and remember if the useless tbucks truely are useless too you pass them on in your own random acts of wackness.

French Jenny

Fairmoon will return later, once her article is finished

--Les Actes autrement connus comme faits au hasard de Wackness mercredi.

Hé le ya'll fera, bonjour et salut ! Jenny français, remplaçant ici fairmoon comme elle traite a complété son article de magazine. elle m'est demandée de courir le concours de Wackness pour aujourd'hui.

Cette semaine, nous choisissons les vainqueurs sont Blogs chaud , Cependant au lieu de choisissant encore de la fin de la ligne, nous allons au devant. Bien, le milieu du devant et de choisir numérote # 11, 12, 13 et 14. Ces gars sont si proches au premier dix ils ont seulement besoin de quelques succès et des commentaires pour les obtenir là-bas et diperse l'une qui domine le Premier Dix du Jour au Jour. PAS qu'il y a n'importe quoi mal avec cela, mais nous nous sentons qu'ils sont si proche, pourtant si loin, laisse l'aide les hors un morceau et obtient quelque nouveau sang dans le premier dix.

Fairmoon veut que vous j'aie rappelé qu'elle est calme vacillant de dans l'haut 30's et aimerait plus de succès et commments pour casser ce charme. (Hahaha, elle doens't m'aime que faisant les plaisanteries de witchy, mais je ne peux pas aider mais peux obtenir un creuse dans une fois et un pendant que.)

Donc ces vainqueurs de semaines sont :
Lynne FinalyFree mnash BerlinBear

Félicitations et bon obtenir de chance dans le premier dix vous gars ! et se rappèle si le tbucks inutile vraiment est inutile aussi vous les passez sur dans vos propres actes faits au hasard de wackness.

Jenny français

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Witches in the Bible
05.03.05 (6:32 am)   [edit]
While doing some reading about witchcraft and the Bible i cam across this interesting tidbit of information. This is from Easton's Bible Dictionary:

Witchcraft - (1 Sam. 15:23; 2 Kings 9:22; 2 Chr. 33:6; Micah 5:12; Nahum 3:4; Gal. 5:20). In the popular sense of the word no mention is made either of witches or of witchcraft in Scripture. http://www.ccel.org/e/easton/...

FM

Don't worry, i have a longer post coming soon...
 
when life gets in
05.02.05 (7:15 am)   [edit]
I was going to title this post, when life gets in the way, but that somehow seemed insulting to the day i had yesterday, which wasn't all bad, just didn't work out as planned. I spend so much time thinking about esoteric, occult, spiritual things that is it any wonder that finally Life jumped up and demanded in?

It was one of those days where everything you plan seems to take a half hour longer and by noon you're so far behind and still have so much to do you'll not sure you'll catch up.

It doesn't help when you notice those little spots on the Rulers legs and arms are getting bigger.

On friday my sister dropped off her dog for us to look after whule she and her hubbie go on vacation. the Ruler thought it great fun to jump into the dog's bed and pretend to sleep there when it was bedtime. Cheeky little bug.

Saturday- midmorning- we notice these werid little red bumbs on his legs and few on his arms. Hives, from the dog? He's been around Shadow (the dog) before, but never this long and he's never romped in her bed. We dismiss it, they aren't itchy, and we wait to see if they get worse.

Sunday morning. They're worse. They're growen it to pustules and look really gross. Off to the clinic we go... and Guess what? CHICKEN POX!

Really, the worst is over, the petulent crab of a child i've had for the past two weeks is suddenly explained. Not only have he been adjusting to moving, he's been sick and we didn't even realize. He wasn't terribly cranky. We've been out with friends, to play group -probably where he got it, and to the park, my little walking infectionous babe and I.

But really, the worst is over, they aren't itching him to bad, and today they are already getting crusty, so he'll be fine in a few days. and he's been a little bundle of energy all weekend.

We're now so far behind in our day that there's really no time for a cleansing ritual and cook dinner and three pies.

I could feel my friend and her six month old baby barreling down the highway towards the house, with an ever increasing sense of doom. They were heading out towards the party just as i got the ruler out of the doctors office. i prayered that her cell phone was on.

it was. and they turned around and headed home, which was disapointing since she was looking forward to helping with the ritual too, and seeing me. Now thanks to the POX I won't see her for another couple of weeks.

It didn't all end badly though. Our other friends whos son have been playing with the ruler all week came over anyway. 1. he's been with the ruler, he's been exposed. 2. he's had the vaccine, so theoreticly shouldn't get sick. i guess we'll see later in the week.

We had a good time and as the kids played we drank mojitos and laughed at the kids antics.

I won't say chicken pox ruined my day, or got in the way, but yesterday Life definatly got IN.
 

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Blog Posts of Note:

*Christian and Wiccan at The Same Time

*A Walk with Jesus’ Mom

*Finding God in Wicca

*Universal Myth and Personal Myth- Definitions in Consensus Reality

The Matrix: Systems Healing and Thinking, an Introduction

*Magic, Witches and the Bible

*A brief History of Wicca

*Wicca 101 part 1

*Wicca 101 part 2

*Spells and the Modern Witch

*Do Witches Worship Satan?

*Religious View

*Interview with a Witch

*A Witch's Story of Creation

*One Definition of the Divine

*I am a Witch

* Original Sin, from a Witches point of View

*Why a Witch Could care less about Harry Potter

*Satan is not my Sidekick

*The other people: Or how I learned to stop worrying and love the Bible