Thursday, July 30, 2009

Rein Has Returned














Grandmother Moon has risen above me in the darkness..

And she sheds Her silver light around me..

And my tears shine as diamonds in her light...


Her Tears fall in the mists of evening...

Cleansing the wounds of my heart..

She brings some peace to my soul...


She holds me against Her breast..

And suckles me..

And my heart that was torn is mended...


Out of the darkness..

She brings my Brother back to me..

I had lost him along the path..


Now that part of me that was torn away..

She has returned..

The pain in my heart is but memory...


With out Him i was but shadow..

Now there is a peace..

Now Rein has returned...


Sunday, July 26, 2009

A New Priestess for Quaia


I woke up as usual this morning.. it didn’t seem any different than any other morning. I was happy for another day wondering in the forrest. I put on my normal clothes and sandals and looked for my mothers. They were together holding the palest dress I had ever seen.. “Good morning mother Kincia, Good morning mother Quaona” I said. “What are you doing with that dress?”
“Well Naukee, we are getting it ready for you,” said mother Kincia.
“Yes dear one,” said mother Quaona, “today the Priestess comes from the temple, looking for new young ones. We have been preparing for a long time for this day.”
“Why?” I asked.
“Because we believe you have the gifts.”
“What gifts?”
“The gifts to become a Priestess.”
“Why? I don’t want to leave you, I want to stay with you always.”
“And we would have you stay, if we had not seen the signs.”
“What signs mothers?”
“Do you remember several Moons ago, you found a feather in the forest?” said mother Quaona.
“Yes, I remember the feather.. it was the most incredible feather I had ever seen. In the shade of the trees, it was modeled grey and almost brown. But when we took it into the Sun light, it changed and looked like fire. It looked as if it were burning with light, showing every color of the rainbow. You were both afraid.. I didn’t understand.. I was unharmed. You took it to the temple didn’t you?”
“Yes dear one, you remember well”, said mother Kincia. “We were afraid, because the last child that found a feather of the Goddess Quaia burned to death when she touched the feather. Only a chosen one can touch the feather of Quaia. She is a Fire Elemental.”
“But mother Quaona you touched that same feather, and nothing happened to you.”
“You are right again, and that is because I am of the line of Priestess as well. I became to old for the temple, where we need young pure minds. So I left the temple to find Kincia and we became one and were blessed with you.”
“One day if the Priestess Xantia picks you, you will leave to find the other half of your soul. Now let’s get you to the river to wash, then we will braid your hair and you will wear this dress we made for you.”
So this was to be an extraordinary day for me. We went straight away and I washed in the river. My mothers washed and braided my hair. Then I was allowed to put on the beautiful dress.. We waited for the Priestess to come to our village.
The Sun was about half way across the sky when she finally arrived. Several other maidens awaited her with their mothers. My mothers had brought me there early so we were the first to greet the Priestess.
Priestess Xantia was vary beautiful.. I could not believe it, I had never seen someone so lovely and so beautifully dressed.
My mothers and I each gave a slight bow to her and the women of her Court, then she asked that I come to her.
I went to her without fear, for I knew inside that I, of the six that were there, was the only one who knew what was to happen if one other than the chosen one were to touch the feather.. You see that was the test.. life if you were the one.. and a firry death, if you were not. It was no accident that I found the feather in the forest.
I smiled up at her, and held out my hands. She looked at my mothers, and smiled at them, then she placed the feather in my hands. It burst into flames in my hands as if it were set fire. I just stood and held it as it burned, then took it by it’s point, and handed it back to the Priestess. She just smiled and said, “Don’t worry child, your mothers will come with you to the temple to care for you there.”
Then she turned and bowed to the others that were there and we turned and left with them.

Friday, July 24, 2009

Outrage With Our Health Care System

Why can't people get it? We need health care reform.. we need to come together, and make things happen.. I am almost 65, and I want to be able to get health care, and be able to pay for it for myself and my wife.. I think I will be able to pay for our health care with what retirement I receive.. but that means that my wife will have to cover food and taxes.. and we are the lucky ones.. there are so many people throughout our country with no health care.. what about them.. what if they require meds to just survive? We as a people can't just not see their need..

It is well established that the countries with health care for everyone live longer.. We need to let our Senators and Congressmen looking it this most important issue.. no matter which side of the Isle they sit on.. Republican or Democrat... How often do we need to see people die, because they don't have health care? How do we turn a blind eye to that? The time is NOW!!

Thursday, July 23, 2009

20:58 on 07.23.09

I like the dark.. it is where I am most comfortable.. I am so tired all the time now.. it makes it hard on me.. I want to be awake when it is quite and peaceful.. and sleep during the hated sun light. I feel so old.. always in pain.. can't stand for any length of time.. I had a knee replacement.. yet I still have pain from the surgery in my calf.. if I twist the wrong way.. sit with my left leg over my right.. the calf pain comes.. it will go away fairly quickly, but it is an irritant that I just don't need.

It is hard to get up and move.. some times the pain doesn't go away immediately and I am afraid I will fall. The right leg is stronger now than the left.. but there is still pain...

Sometimes I don't think my legs will hold my weight.. You know, I keep on going to work, even though I am in pain.. it is the way I have always done it.. just try to ignore the pain.. People look at you and don't know you are in pain.. unless you step wrong and show some outward sign.. I have hidden pain so long that people don't even know its there. But it is still there.

I would like to have just one day without pain.. I guess that is asking a lot.. there is a lot of pain. Every socket joint.. (wrists, ankles, knees, shoulders, elbows, and sometimes a hip) I just keep going.. I live with pain, as if it were a brother.. Just ignore it and eventually you won't feel it anymore.. RIGHT?..

Gawd... I can't even lie down and have one leg over the other, and get up and not feel all my strength flow out through my legs and out the soles of my feet.

When does it stop? When does the pain stop? Now the newest thing.. put pressure on say an elbow.. it goes to sleep, and I have to use vigorous movement to get the dead feeling to go away... What next? Now my eyes are crossing, and I can barely see to type.. so I'll stop for tonight... I didn't think I would ever say it, but I love my Mac.. well now the sleep meds, so I don't stare at the walls all night.. oh and the sleep apnea mask so i keep breathing..... what a life....

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

International Literacy Day

Objective:


On International Literacy Day each year, UNESCO reminds the international community of the status of literacy and adult learning globally.

September 8 was proclaimed International Literacy Day by UNESCO on November 17, 1965. It was first celebrated in 1966. Its aim is to highlight the importance of literacy to individuals, communities and societies. On International Literacy Day each year, UNESCO reminds the international community of the status of literacy and adult learning globally. Celebrations take place around the world.

Some 774 million adults lack minimum literacy skills; one in five adults is still not literate and two-thirds of them are women; 72.1 million children are out-of-school and many more attend irregularly or drop out.



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Posted: July 20, 2009 07:06 PM


Why Visiting Pompeii Has Me Thinking About the Smoke Billowing Out of Our Economic Mt. Vesuvius


POMPEII -- I was in Pompeii a couple of days ago. Walking around the ancient city, reading up on its history, and thinking of its people -- wiped out in 79 A.D. by a volcanic eruption -- has me thinking a lot about warning signs.

Warning signs fall into two categories: those that are recognized while there is still time to heed the warning, and those that are acknowledged as "warning signs" only after the fact, when it's too late to do anything but sift through the ashes and wonder why we didn't do something when we had the chance.

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Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Did Anyone Survive the War?

I read in Tom Sebourns BLOG an article:

"Did Anyone Survive the War?"

By Richard Klass at the Huffington Post . This is a must read for anyone who really wants to understand what happens to those who Serve. Thanks Tom.. for posting this most insightful article.. i served 4 years in the service during the Vietnam conflict.. I was never in country.. but some of my friends now were.. HERO's ALL.. we are not just touched by the war itself.. but by the aftermath. I now serve all those who served in all our conflicts.. the most incredible men and women were from WWII.. their spirits are beautiful.. Men and Women returned from Vietnam, but as Charlie Daniels sings they are 'STILL IN SAIGON'.. I see them every day at my job.. some cope.. others are too broken.. they take drugs to forget or they drink to forget.. but the demons still come.. now to the horror of it all... when a 23 year old girl comes to me to check in for Psych.. after coming home from a tour in Iraq.. it brings the tears.. our children.. are torn, broken, and bleeding.. and it's not just their bodies.. we can fix some of their bodies.. we can't take away the dreams.. the haunted eyes..

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Where Am i In The Darkness

Where am I.. in the darkness?.. some times I wonder.. I'm very uncomfortable in the Sun light.. Why am I more comfortable in the dark?.. maybe because the beatings only happened in the day light...

Sunday, July 5, 2009

All People Should Be Free











Time flies by, as the Raven flies,

How swiftly time flies by..

Time goes so fast, how long shall it last,

How long before man dies?…


Man’s life goes on, from dark till dawn,

Enslaved until he dies..

He walks alone, his freedom gone,

Alone… alone… he dies…

The freedom bell rings out in time,

But, who hear its sullen cry?

Freedom, they promise him,

nothing, they give him..

All is but a lie…


Time flies by,

as the Raven flies,

And man..

alone..

he dies…


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