Category: Personal Blog

  • Color Me Impressed!

    Color Me Impressed!

    So I had this cool thing happen that I want to share with you.  I have another thing that is going on that I will put in the Fatastic Journal before long, but this one is different and goes here.  I have a lovely woman with whom I am acquainted whose husband is a chiropractor.  Before last Friday, I had not met her husband and had not particularly formed an opinion about him based on my interaction with her.  You know how sometimes, when you meet a lady friend, you kind of get an idea that you don’t like her husband even before you meet him?  Is that just me?  Anyway, that didn’t happen and he was just “her husband” in my mind with no preconceived ideas.  I have often been leery about chiropractors in general because while a General Practitioner will listen to your complaint and say something like, “Hmm, take Motrin,” a chiropractor gets right in there and monkeys with business that makes you walk (or not) and move comfortably (or not).  I know there are good chiropractors and bad chiropractors out there and I have heard about a thousand stories from each side of the fence.  Since I know this woman to be capable and smart and fun and open-minded and interesting, I didn’t think her husband was one of the bad ones by any means.  I just couldn’t imagine why I would ever really need a chiropractor. (more…)

  • Stop Hitting Yourself

    Stop Hitting Yourself

    First, we should watch this for a while:

    dude-dancingsmallerAnd we should do that because it makes us feel
    happy and vibrant and alive and like we want
    Jeff Bridges all to ourselves for about 4 hours.

    OK, enough of that.

    Wait… just a little more. (more…)

  • Peek-a-Boo ~ It’s The Real You!

    Peek-a-Boo ~ It’s The Real You!


    I hate that game.  A lot of other people must as well because it isn’t nearly as popular as it was 40 years or so ago.  You know the drill.  You’re standing around, minding your own business, when some jackass walks up behind you and covers your eyes and says, “Guess who?”  You’re left with a voice that is likely disguised that you have to put through a mental roll-a-dex (google it) of how many people would have the nerve to do such a thing, plus the added bonuses of the smell of their hands and a rapidly deteriorating font of patience. (more…)

  • Sacramento Celtic Faerie Festival 2012

    Gibson Ranch Park –  Elverta, CA

    DSCN1853 DSCN1893 DSCN1892 DSCN1891 DSCN1890 DSCN1889 DSCN1888 DSCN1887 (more…)

  • Happy New Year!

    Happy New Year!

    A happy 2013 to all of you!  It has been a long time since I last updated this journal.  I have felt rather private about my life lately and so I have mostly kept to myself other than Facebook posts.  Dark of the Year has been tough for me this time, I won’t lie to you. I guess because the past few years were relatively easy in terms of deeper introspection and awareness, I got used to cruising and then this one just knocked me on my ass.   It has been a struggle to take my own advice, the suggestions I give to my Life Coach clients about staying rooted in the present, focusing on one problem at a time, counting the things that are going right, and actively working to let my emotions be like “water over rocks.”  This leaves me so grateful for the years of relative calm I have enjoyed and eager to get everything put in its rightful brain place so I can get back to a happier place.  There is a relatively new saying that asserts, “Depression lies.”  While I can see the value in that sentiment, I would also say that some of your deepest truths are found in depression if you know where to look. (more…)

  • Songs and Chants


    AVE, MY LADY(Ave Maria)

    Maiden of beauty, hear us as we call to thee

    Come forth and take thy place as Mother

    Reborn the child of light must be

    Queen of the night, O lady of wisdom we call

    Weave they magick tonight

    Here we stand and humbly wait for thee

    Come within and fill our souls with love

    As thy sphere of stars is slowing turning

    Bring us new light, the light of your glorious Son

    Ave My Lady


    Bring a torch, O brothers and sisters

    Bring a torch, light Yule fires bright

    We gather this night to wait for the dawning

    Come quickly; I see the first rays of light

    Ah! Ah! How radiant the Mother

    Ah! Ah! How brightly shines the Sun.

    Sing in praise of our gracious Lady

    Sing in praise of her glorious Son

    The wheel has turned

    Tis time for the morning

    Dance gaily; we shall welcome the Sun

    Ah! Ah! How radiant the Mother

    Ah! Ah! How brightly shines the Sun


    (O Little Town of Bethlehem)

    Lady Moon shines softly down

    To light the Earth below

    As we, her children, gather here

    Around the Yule fire’s glow

    We wait for morning’s dawning

    First light of her son’s birth

    Our Lady turns the Wheel of Life

    Her Son returns to Earth

    With joy we’ll greet his dawning

    A new year has begun

    With increased light is bright new hope

    Reborn in everyone.


    (Oh Christmas Tree)

    O Yuletide tree, O Yuletide tree

    How lovely are thy branches

    O Yuletide tree, O Yuletide tree

    How lovely are thy branches

    The thought of you as Yule draws near

    Brings joyful tidings of great cheer

    O Yuletide tree, O Yuletide tree

    To us you are so lovely.

    O Yuletide tree, O Yuletide tree

    Evergreen and fragrant

    O Yuletide tree, O Yuletide tree

    Evergreen and fragrant

    We bring you in our home to be

    A sign of life’s eternity

    O Yuletide tree, O Yuletide tree

    Forever green and lovely.

    O Yuletide tree, O Yuletide tree

    We thank you for your blessings

    O Yuletide tree, O Yuletide tree

    We thank you for your blessings

    With golden stars and twinkling light

    You cheer us on this holy night

    O Yuletide tree, O Yuletide tree

    Thou art most fair and lovely.


    Far across this mortal plane

    Mothers and fathers of old

    We pray that ye return again

    Mothers and fathers of old

    To share with us the mysteries

    And secrets long untold

    Of the ancient ways we seek to reclaim

    Mothers and fathers of old

    Fur and feather

    Fur and feather, scale and skin

    Different without, but the same within

    Many of body, but one of soul

    Through all creatures are the gods made whole.


    Ancient mother, I hear you calling

    Ancient mother, I hear your song

    Ancient mother, I hear your laughter

    Ancient mother, I hear your tears.


    We are the flow

    We are the ebb

    We are the weavers

    We are the web

    We are the weavers

    We are the web

    We are the spyders

    We are the thread

    We are the spyders

    We are the thread

    We are the witches

    Back from the dead


    The ocean is the beginning of the earth

    All life comes from the sea

    (sing in rounds, repeatedly)

    By The Earth That Is Her Body

    By the Earth that is Her body

    By the Air that is His breath

    By the Fire that is His bright spirit

    By the living Waters of Her womb

    May the peace of The Goddess be

    Forever in your heart

    The circle is open but unbroken

    Merry meet and merry part.


    The river is flowing

    flowing and growing

    The river is flowing

    Down to the sea

    Mother carry me,

    Your child I will always be

    Mother carry me

    Down to the sea.

  • Homage to the Element of Earth


    The Earth is our mother…  We must take care of Her…

    Earth is what holds, nurtures and sustains us.  Earth is our body.  Earth is our wealth, our healing, our stability.  Earth is what grounds our excess energy and keeps us well-rooted.  Earth is our tangible, stable support system.