She... Excerpt from Love and Hate, Dreams and Magickal MoonBeams.

She's exotic, she's erotic, she's narcotic

Living in a worlde so chaotic

What is she to do

Reasoning a life so demanding

Living life so off-handling

Out in the Dark

Her worlde falls apart

Keeping in the Light

She is so full of Life

What is it she wants from you

She's wild, she's trialed, she's not very mild

Feeling like a lonely childe

Consumed with her worlde of fantasy

Seeking out her greatest ecstasy

What will she do

Under her skin

It's all wearing thin

In her Heart

It is all falling apart

Tired of the Game

Having to go through it again

She's crying, she's flying, she's slowly dying

Her pain came out of hiding

Crushed like a flower

She's losing all her Power

Torn from within

She's reeling from the sting

What did she do

Wondering how it all went wrong

Did she know it all along

She's wired, she's tired, she's so uninspired

Emotions once again fired

What is theyr left for her to do

She has lost herself again

Will her life ever be the same again

Back to the start

She opened her Heart

Needing something new

She thought this was what to do

She's erotic, she's exotic, she's narcotic

She's wild, she's trialed, she's not very mild

She's flying, she's crying, she's slowly dying

She's wired, she's tired, she's so uninspired

She'll never do what they tell her to do.

Dreaming of Ra.

I dreamt of Ra through the night.  He is so very tall, my head only reaches his waist height.  Bronze, handsome and muscly, yet to remember his face but surely can visualise the aegyptian war-like attire and the spear he carried at his side.

Be Ready, he said.
For that Time has come

Once again

Let me hold your hand
As you lead the way
Strike the opponents

In your way

Not with Love
Not with Hate
Use your brain
To navigate
Use your mind
Recall the Times
And memories past
Remember when you need
Take from Me
All my Love
Behind your back
I got you Love!

The Unfinished Business...

Reincarnation and Returning lives.  Past and hystory repeating time and again.  Past and hystory repeating time and again til we get Life right.  Is that how it goes?  I am not really sure, but speculating that I am right.  For me anyhow.  How does one understand this, come to theyr own conclusions?  Because I have found that the stories all resemble the same, but always slightly different.  An omen, a dream, a memory found within the tales of hystory, of the Gods, and the heroic mortals of time past... and of now.  Yes, we have the heroic mortals of Grecian, revelling in Life with those from Atlantis then, and Australia now.  Athens was Atlantis then, and Australia is now.  This is also why we have such a large Greek community.  The Pacific Ocean and the Mediterranean have much in common and as least in common together.  Fresh water, Salt water... As Above, So Below.  Atlantis, Athens, Australia.

Something inside of me
That others See
And I do not
What I am meant to fear
That I am taught to fight
Draws like tepid bubbles
Within thine Blood
The visions of ecstasy
And all that is left of me
I have begun to disappear
Caught up in my fear
Of that which I am taught to hate
But for whom and what for
Those people who's souls
Knock at my door
Knock, Knock
Bang, Bang
To the Beat of the Drum
But the Drum that Beats
Is my Blood!

Truth...

 

The cool touch of the hand of Despina

Caresses my soul, harbinger of death and life

She takeths what she giveths

Where are you my Love?

In the shadows of my soul, in the depths of my heart

My head plays no part of what can be real

And what shall not

Like poetry she fills my muse, my mistress of death

Death to the soul, life to the Immortal

Vanquish the daemons of my life

The essence is pure, the motive is selfish

Is it selfish to baske in the breath of Immortality

When others have forsaken theyr truth

But, mistress what is my truth

Where does truth begin and fiction end?

Left mee with just a feeling, just a flutter

Of what was and what can be

Just a taste of our true power

Enough to delight the senses

Forever a soul in debt, when can it end?

My search, my Immortality

Must I forever be different from my fellows?

Never apart, always together in my soul dreams

The Key is locked away, but where

That is my final answer, my final offering

The Key-but where?

Destiny...)O(

*poem from

love and hate, dreams and magickal moonbeams*

 

 

 

Let mee take your hand

While I lead the way

To something so true

This secret I found

I want to share with you

Let mee show you the path

That shines so bright

Let mee show you

A different way of life

Maybe you will understand

If I gave you my hand

Will you follow and walk close by

If I showed you the way

To a life so bright

This our true Destiny

Will you turn away

When I try to explain

That it is our choice

What we find at the end

We can walk hand in hand

Down this path of Destiny

Together we can be free

From this worlde not real

Will you follow mee

To where we belong

Will you come with mee

To this life I have seen before

Or will you turn away

Misunderstood forever more

To find a different destiny.

 

Helping to Feed the Hungry...

A pocket full of Change and
a Meal for the Community.
               

Hurricane Sandy has just torn the South East Coast of Haiti apart with flooding and five days of torrential rain, there is no electricity and the all the palms, banana and coconut have been destroyed. There are times that these provide all the food that the Haitians have to live on and now years of growth have been ruined and they have nothing. Auban is a seaside settlement and 50 people have perished, with a population of 1000 odd people, this will affect every home and family. There is no clean water anywhere along the coast and hunger and starvation are not far behind. It is the children and the old people who languish during these times and many will be lost.

A Meal for the Community is a fund raiser to provide the residents of Auban with a good meal. $350.00 US will purchase a very big pig, a sack of rice and lots and lots of vegetables. This is a really cool thing to do and it uplifts the spirits of the people. It blows them away that people from far far away and who don’t know them offer them food in this way. Auban is a tiny little community on the South East Coast of Haiti that has just in these last few days been lashed again by severe cyclones. Auban is home to about 1000 souls. The 161 homes of Auban are nestled in the jungle off the main highway it is a tiny place you can drive through it without even knowing it is there.

After the earthquake on January 12^th 2010 virtually every home in Auban has been damaged. After almost 3 years still there has been no aid or assistance to these families, they live in houses that should be pulled down but they cannot afford to rebuild their homes. There are about 90 orphans (this was in 2010, now there is most likely more) and under privileged children living in Auban, they need food and education if they are to progress from the corruption that holds sway in Haiti.

There is a saying that Haiti can be changed a child at a time and it is my aim to assist as many as possible. Haitian children are bright eyed and filled with hope for the future. Don’t be fooled by the fact that these children are almost always clean and smiling, not quite what we imagine with poverty, but these kids go days without food.

I have come to understand that it is a grass-roots movement that will aid the kids of Auban. Their plight is lost in the drain of aid distribution, another tiny community overlooked. We can help these children have such a better chance at life; the girls especially truly desire education and change. They don’t want to be trapped as their mothers and grandmothers have been having baby after baby supporting their families by whatever means they can. This doesn’t have to happen and we can educate these children.

It doesn’t cost very much, depending upon the school and the area it is in, the cost is between $230-250 US per year. For this money the child receives two school uniforms, 4 sets of underwear and 4 pairs of socks and a pair of leather shoes and a school bag.

It purchases their school books, pays their fees for the year and most importantly ensures that the child has one cooked meal every day. For some kids this is the only food they get and their school uniforms are the best clothes they have to wear.

The children start school at age 3 and if they are fortunate continue on until they are 18, they are well educated most knowing 4 languages by the time they leave.

We can help educate the children of Auban, will you help?

We can each donate money to get more children to school but also there could well be people in your circles and communities that could also help. There are so many ways to raise funds and these kids are such a worthy cause. Please help them.

There are so many waiting and wanting to be educated, it would cost less than a cup of coffee a day to send a child in Auban to school. Indeed the money equivalent to a cup of coffee a day or a year would educate and feed 5 children. It’s just so very little and it makes an enormous difference in their lives.

By sharing just a little of the abundance we are blessed with we can contribute, making something of these young lives, whilst Spirit greatly enriches our own.

It is a great blessing for both those who receive and those who give this.

There are thousands of wonderful children who have very little hope for the future. Many find themselves on the streets of Haiti’s major cities.

Their plight is very real and we can do something.
Manbo Paula Wedo. http://vodou.co.nz/

My first bag of rice, or the day my kids pooled theyr pocket monies!

donated 13th November 2012. 

         This is Andreli & Babou, these people are very poor, they have recieved virtually no education & pretty much exist on whatever the land provides. This hurricane has taken out the banana & coconut palms, which at times are all the Haitians have to eat. There are about 12 kids on this compound which are unable to attend school due to lack of money, Manbo Andreli has a thyroid condition.

After the earthquake this family received assistance in the form of 3 tents. Hurricane Sandy has once again destroyed what they called home. Belinda this is the compound that we will be giving your donation of a sack of rice to.

~To Be Continued.~

 

Solar Maximum...Aligning to the Sun.

 

 

        The sun, it foreshadows our very being. It is the underlying current that creates life and sustains it nourishingly, but too much and it is a long-burning powerful force. The destruction is a land turned barren with a forecast of death. Those that live by the harvest and by the land, they understand the effects of drought and floods, theyr animals and livelihood depend upon the eco-system. Every facet of work and routine revolves around the daily event of waking up to the sun. Beauty Divine of the sun worshippers that baske theyr bodies, even unto death’s warning. Bila; the cannibal Aboriginal Goddess who provided light for the worlde by cooking her victims over a giant flame, she was chased away but the worlde was then plunged into darkness, so Bila was captured and tethered to the earth. Her tale still lingers today with sunbakers tanning and the effects melanoma cancer. In the spiritual scheme of things you could say, her appetite appeased by tribute. Ra, Apollo, Helios and Mithras a few of the solar Gods of time before; Hathor, Brighid, Astarte, Bast and Sekhmet, Goddesses of the sun realm... Theyr tales aligning with the daily rising and setting force of the sun since man knew. The wonder of the sun once left man in awe. Primitive human evolved growing alongside each other and the routine of daily needs of hunting, gathering and clan building. The modern day man has mastered the art of building weapons of the sun, nuclear bombs. As hystory has served, the need of the sun has turned into our want, and our demise. Well, They did warn Us!...

Just as the moon affects your emotions and sub-conscious and also the watery tides, the Sun will be felt by your body, its conscience-selfe, the air and the earth too. When the sun shines are you not more active and therefore happier? Do you not warm up once more, when life has turned your bones cold with dread? Magick can happen feeding from the sun, the Light awakens our soul and nourishes our intellect bringing to form its creative Life. The sun displays storms of such ferocity that affect not only the fiery orb and our earth, but also the planets of the solar system that we reside in. Thus it does inspire and evolve not only earth (us), but the entirety of the space (our surroundings) also. As Above, So Below, As Is In, Is Also Out. A spiritual concept of the web that connects and weaves life together, what we have always seen as a higher power of faith with our internal knowing. That is not without survivalist basic instincts built into our bodies, re/evolution.

Many sadly have forgotten the olde ways of nature, listening to our inspiration and psychic connection to the power of sun. But once more the basic instinct of survival that has seen us forge opportunistic paths to a society of steel and concrete, materialistic ways and forgotten silence, a need to begin truly hearing around and within us has risen its head; causing epic eruptions not only upon the sun but internally within us. Perhaps if we take more time to spend a little each day in the sunshine it would make such a difference not only to our bodies, but to the silence of our mind and feel the connection of All That Is. When we are calm, so may the sun find rest too and when the sun becomes calm, the balance is maintained as it should be.

Feeding from the Sun...

This is a simple but extremely effective meditation that can be done anywhere or any time during the day, as long as there is sunshine about.

Stand tall, straight and proud, planting your feet to the ground. Barefoot if you can is best. Feel the earth between your toes, wiggle them in the grass and think about the connection that is you and the earth, how the planet you walk upon is Alive, just as you are. Once you have greeted Mother Earth, turn and greet the Sun. Feet and back straight, feel the power rise from your feet, up your legs and along your body to the solar plexus (navel, belly button area) where it stays and the Earth’s energy waits for the Sun. Raise your arms high to the sky bringing your hands together, fingers now touching to form a triangle. This is where you shall absorb the Sun’s energy and bring it into you. Face the sun, aligning the triangle formed from your own hands to the sun itself. This is how you Greet the Sun. Without looking directly at the fiery, burning orb allow its warmth to run through your fingers and filling the triangle with its nourishing energy. Feel the Sun’s energy drawing into you via your skin. Envision the veins in your fingers then hands, the capillaries warming and flowing freely and filling with this energy. The triangle between your fingers is now completely filled with the nourishing light that is the Sun. As your blood now runs freely with this warmth, feel the power move down your hands, to your arms, to your belly and arriving to your solar plexus chakra. You are now Feeding from the Sun. Draw this energy from the sun as much and as long as you feel the need to do so, until inspiration flows and the warmth of life resonates within. The sun’s energy and fire light now goes through your middle, the solar plexus is fully fed and nourished where it now flows down your legs and through your feet, into the Earth connecting all together as One; the Sun, the Earth and You. Mother Earth too feels the energy workings, She receives your Light with Love and returns with Love. Once you have finished, bow to the Sun and give Thanks. Place your hands to the Earth as are your feet, grounding yourself back here again.