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evaelisabethMother - I can't begin to tell you how precious and fine a human being my mother is, she is not perfect yet she lives her life surrounded by some kind of golden glow. People are captivated by her charm her lust for life her kindness and wissdom. She has gone through the stages of wild child black sheep of the familiy partying the night away through successful high level journalism career all the while raising a little girl on her own. For many years she was dimmed or perhaps hushed through a relationship with a deeply controlling and needy man. Perhaps she would have stayed in their little world but life or rather death happened and she became free to finally do what she wants. She's still figuring out what that exactly is. We are grateful to have this golden child living in our family bringing life and light and joy. I pray that we will eventually be part of her solution as to what she wants to be when she grows up.
Ireland - Eíre conflicts me, beautful country that took me from my home, in my bones I am german yet not really any more because I'm also a bit Irish and then a bit American ad nauseum ad infinitum. Eire is a seductive lover her green velvet sleeves drape across your face, the scent of her perfume of peat and sea and roses red. She gives and she takes aping other countries in an unbecoming masquerade. Does she know who she is this Dark Rose? Full of contradictions beauty hate desctruction greed poetry song children beaten in the schools Ave Maria Grazia Plena you are not worthy not worthy not worthy.
Bridget the defender of the child in need the support of the birthing mother. She will bring tyrants low and take what should have been given freely and with grace. Most gracious hostess, bread and honey and meat overflow your tables. In the forge scarred hands grasp old tools a blade is made for a plow? or to kill my only son. Fire in the Head makes not for a comfortable life.
Garb - Clothing myself in period styles of dress allows me to transport myself into other timeperiods to live in a story. What better hobby for a bibliophile. The problem then could arise if story merges into book or book into story can we reach into the worlds of the mind and play.
Heathen - I don't not believe in the current state religion of the country I live I believe in returning to a simpler life, a life of subsistence farming, a life closer to nature, and further away from everything that makes me crazy. My life includes the interaction with and reverence of various old gods who as we all do animal, human, fish, fowl, star take part in the eternally spiraling dance of life. I am a heathen.
Ireland - Eíre conflicts me, beautful country that took me from my home, in my bones I am german yet not really any more because I'm also a bit Irish and then a bit American ad nauseum ad infinitum. Eire is a seductive lover her green velvet sleeves drape across your face, the scent of her perfume of peat and sea and roses red. She gives and she takes aping other countries in an unbecoming masquerade. Does she know who she is this Dark Rose? Full of contradictions beauty hate desctruction greed poetry song children beaten in the schools Ave Maria Grazia Plena you are not worthy not worthy not worthy.
Bridget the defender of the child in need the support of the birthing mother. She will bring tyrants low and take what should have been given freely and with grace. Most gracious hostess, bread and honey and meat overflow your tables. In the forge scarred hands grasp old tools a blade is made for a plow? or to kill my only son. Fire in the Head makes not for a comfortable life.
Garb - Clothing myself in period styles of dress allows me to transport myself into other timeperiods to live in a story. What better hobby for a bibliophile. The problem then could arise if story merges into book or book into story can we reach into the worlds of the mind and play.
Heathen - I don't not believe in the current state religion of the country I live I believe in returning to a simpler life, a life of subsistence farming, a life closer to nature, and further away from everything that makes me crazy. My life includes the interaction with and reverence of various old gods who as we all do animal, human, fish, fowl, star take part in the eternally spiraling dance of life. I am a heathen.