The idea for this stems from the book: Mutant Message Down Under by Marlo Morgan and I’ve added some rules, just to play it safe. War is insanity, for whatever reason you think you need to enter into it. However, there will always be wards, for the simple reason that a lot of people are […]
She dances wild and casts her will She’s fiery coals, and winter’s chill She weaves and spins, she boils and bakes She kneads the bread and bakes the cakes She listens well, yet, it’s all been told She’s peaceful now that she is old Her basket is blessed with herbal charms She rocks the broken […]
Like spring rain falling gently into my mind The cool sweet shower drenches my thoughts with light and joy – cleansing them of strain and useless striving. Leaving peace like the scent of countryside after storm.