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Thursday, November 24, 2011
I'm thankful to my children. I know I've worried you. I'm especially thankful to my youngest son for not letting the fact that I pretty much went off the deep end this year scare him into avoiding me. It only takes a little bit of crazy to scare the hell out of people. And you're pretty fearless and stayed right by my side. You would always try to be there, even when I was at my worse and I'm sure you would have liked to be just about anywhere else. And to my my oldest son, you are always so very kind to me. And my daughter, you were willing to do a very difficult thing for me. And to my middle son, I will always love you, and I do not blame you for how angry you are with me right now. Everyone of us has a right to how we feel. I will not try to censor or control yours. I love you all. I know you have not understood some of my choices. Sometimes I don't understand them either. But I always feel our Great Mother watching over us. And I always come out stronger.
I'm thankful for all my angels and guides for brining me through my dark night of my soul. I see the light of day, now, and I'm thankful I've survived. I'm thankful to myself for having the strength to reach for life, even when all I wanted to do was quit and cease to exist. I'm thankful for the wisdom to know I would be glad I made it through, even when I was screaming in my car so no one else would know.
I'm especially thankful for my friends for reaching out when I most needed it and trying to help me through. I will never forget it. I love you all so much.
I'm thankful to my fans. Manyof my friends and family helped to save my life. But writing saved my sanity. I threw myself into my writing and my blogs. It took up all my time and provided a chance to heal. It also gave me a place to express myself in creative and healing ways. Her Broken Wings Could Fly is allowings me to do so with a out censor. Thank you for putting up with me when I hit a wall and didn't update my blogs:) You all are the greatest.
Most of all I'm thankful for the divine--How could anyone ever question all the help we truly get. It is the reason we make it through. It's in the soft petal of a flower, the sun's rays upon the damp earth, the ocean's waves upon the sandy beach, and the crest of the mountain top. We are loved. May we always have some place inside that knows it, even when we're in our darkest hour. And so I say I'm grateful mother. I am your daughter, and I am grateful mother. And I love you so.
Monday, August 8, 2011
I have kept my solitary practice private, until now. But with the birth of this book, I feel compelled to come forward. And so I am pleased to announce that the website I have sat on for nearly two years, Goddess Cove, is now coming to light.
But I'm going to need a lot of help. I need all the Daughters of Goddess of the world, and her sons, too, to step forward. I need those who would help to run this site in whatever manner you are blessed to do well. We will put up articles, build on the Book of Shadows, and even stalk the Magical Cupboard. We will do whatever each of us are moved to do.
And we I invite all the pagan authors to come and place links to your books on this site.
The Great Mother is moving us, though each of these books to become keys in our consciousness, to awaken a remembering in each of us.
Doorway of the Triquetra may be fictional, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t a great deal of truth to be found within these pages. As Mira goes upon her journey of self-discovery and learns about her past lives, we readers also learn more about how life was supposed to be as opposed to how life truly is. We learn harsh lessons about the misuse of, and lust for, power over others and the greedy hoarding of power. And we learn that, in the end, it is through creating a new balance of power, including women, and understanding the feminine Divine, that we can turn this world around and make things right again.
Now, there are going to be those among you who will be wondering “what is this person rambling about?” You are the ones who are, hopefully, going to learn the most from this book. But don’t be afraid – it’s not full of metaphysical blah blah – it’s an entertaining fantasy book that just so happens to also touch upon great truths. Those of us who are already aware of the dramatic changes ahead for humankind, as we ascend to a higher level of consciousness, will know a lot of this stuff already, and will find within these pages a validation and celebration of our beliefs. Those of you who have so far remained unaware of these changes might find yourselves a little lost at times, but bear with it – this is a valuable book, and I have no doubt in my mind that future books in this series and the others being planned by Lenore will help us to find more of the keys that we require in order to put everything together and start to lead humanity to a new awareness, and a closer connection to the Earth. As a popular song among us says: “The Earth is our Mother – we must take care of Her.”
Sadly, up until now, we haven’t been doing such a good job at that. With the suppression of Goddess worship by the mainstream churches, people have been disconnected from our Mother and have taken it upon themselves to be Her master instead of her steward. As a result we have ripped huge holes in Her skin with our mining, bled Her dry by taking away her oil, and filled Her breath with pollutants, destroying the purity of the air. We have clear-cut Her forests, which are necessary to keep Her air clean and to protect Her top soil; we have cut roads into Her skin over which we drive our gas-guzzling SUVs, burning Her blood so we can keep moving. We no longer have any connection to the foods we eat – the foods that She, in Her bounty, has supplied for us; instead of growing our own gardens, we buy fruits and vegetables that have been grown out of season and covered with poisons; instead of hunting for our own meat and using every bit of the animal, while giving thanks to its spirit for its sacrifice, we eat the flesh of animals that have been pumped full of hormones and steroids and fed on unnatural feeds that often include bits and pieces of other slaughtered animals. We have abandoned our roles as guardians of the land and animals – we have grown accustomed to controlling and owning instead of sharing.
When Lenore asked me to write this, I wasn’t sure what I would say – I’m just the editor of this book, not the one who created these characters and utilized our sacred stories in order to try to bring enlightenment to you, the reader. But I just decided to sit down and write from the heart – I hope that it has spoken to you, and that you enjoy this amazing story as much as I have. Blessings on your Path.
August 3, 2011