Lise and I at Hamar Medieval Festival
No matter the time or the place – As long as I’ve got my girls and my viking bling, I will be just fine.
I know I’ve been stranded… Far away from cyber space. To be honest, I didn’t know where to start, or how to do it for there has been so much going on lately that I can hardly keep up with myself. There are many things that has to be said and done! Right now, I am preparing to travel north with some of my dearest friends and loved ones. I can hardly wait to go back to my roots (literally speaking) and to experience Lofotr Viking Market and the raw, northern realms.. I can feel the mountains calling for me, for I am more homesick than ever. Needles are flying, I am hand-sewing new garb to be extra fancy, and it is wearing me…
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The Duality of the Universe.
~ Communion ~
This seems to be a good place to end this Work.
Through trials and tribulations, through learning and errors, the Muse and I seemed to finally be reaching a point, in which we were starting to share a deep and abiding spiritual awareness.
The Muse was still learning how to share her ‘space’, as she still coveted it, and seemed to be unaware of many things, outside of our times together, in which she thought about nothing but her ‘moments’ when away from me. It was still not clear to her, what living in her ‘head’, can do to others. She had forgotten, from a life filled with a feeling of aloneness, of abandonment, those vacancies left by others, who she felt had let her down, not willing or able, to have ‘confidence’ in people who were to come into her life.
It was painstaking, learning from the Muse, as her ability to interact was such a process – she could wait forever – in relaying these deep feelings to me. This was hard, as I have said before, because I lacked, in many of my own traits, the talent for patience in others. Not that I was unaware of their daemons, or their pathologies, I just found it trying, when I offered to expose these to them, and they preferred to still muck through it – Ah! To personality! This, also, is the way of love and light.
Still, we were both learning from each other, and come what may, were continuing to move forward.
The Muse was creating, as well, a much more refined outlook on her own passions, and in the same vein as her first deep, and resonant observation to me of her own passion, she followed up with this particular piece.
So, as we end this part of the journey, let all those who love, and are Lovers, be comforted in the fact that, abiding love can, and does exist, even when faced with terrible odds, or actions and words that, for the moment burn, hurt, or bring such an unknown that would make it seem that all is for nothing, even then, if one is open, will find that what drew you into that person first, is still at work, protecting and nurturing the both of you, in this adventure, called Life.
Let life happen. Let Love, work its magick!
I Will Your
And take a flight
chewing Crows Ravens
by a cloud
In the distance we see
a beautiful magpie
on a silver
Come join us
in our world
of magic From
there you wait
Beautiful morning star