In today's world, being a loner is highly accepted and really isn't anything out of place. Many adults, when asked, will state they only have one or two close friends, and are completely happy and functional. While this lifestyle is common in society, is it having an adverse affect on us? I'm not condemning anyone living this way (I fit it myself), but I wonder what harm we are doing? Life is so bustle and go in ways that it wasn't 60 years ago, and it really can be a trial establishing and maintaining
The Song of Amergin
I am the wind on the sea
I am the stormy wave
I am the sound of the ocean
I am the bull with seven horns
I am the hawk on the cliff face
I am the sun's tear
I am the beautiful flower
I am the boar on the rampage
I am the salmon in the pool
I am the lake on the plain
I am the defiant word
I am the spear charging into battle
I am the god who put fire in your head
Who made the
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First, one must define "energy". What is energy, what does science tell us, what do various occult teachings tell us? How do we view energy; as a giant golden puddle just sitting out in the ether, waiting for us little witches to come dip into it? Is it some massive force throbbing through all living things? Or is it the fabric of existence, making up everything we see and touch?
I see how all of this are possible. We know from elementary science classes that there is kinetic
In my efforts to re-immerse myself in my spiritual practices, I decided to spend some time this morning with my little potted jade plant. As an easily propagated succulent, I have several of these plants in pots around the house. But my personal one resides in a little green pot near my bed, the first offshoot of my mother plant. So I turned on some nice instrumental music and hunkered down on the floor, my legs circled 'round the pot, and I began to gently touch the stem and leaves. The first thing