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  1. Lost_Warrior
    Just when I thought my last two weeks had gone *completely* down the hole, I get this call from my dad "Go to Circuit City and pick up your new computer" (or something to that effect). He ordered me a computer that I could pick up at the nearest Circuit City. And he got me 512 Megs of RAM!!!!
     
     
    (Now off to download FireFox)
     

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    I'm feeling much better now, and I am enjoying my two days off from work. I am thinking of getting together with a few friends later. This week was interesting, but now it's over, and I'm glad. The other day I woke up feeling like I'd been dragged through a sick cow backwards, but once I got to work my health seemed to improve drastically, and I felt great yesterday; the only thing I have left is a bit of a cough and that is fading rapidly.
     
    I got a very pleasant surprise the other night; I'm having a huge disagreement (the details of which I will not go into) with some people on a forum that I used to be a regular on. It's several of us against the two "owners" of the forums, who are flat out wrong if not flat out lying, and it's infuriating. Most of us just left, but I and one friend of mine stuck around to try to "make them see the light" (BTW this almost never works, so I don't know why I try.) But the thing is, the one girl who has always been a bitch to me and my friend, and who I could never stand (I eventually just didn't give her any thought) started standing up to the two "owners" of the forum alongside my friend and I. I couldn't believe it. And I asked for her messenger info, she gave it to me in a private message, along with an apology for her bad behavior in the past! I nearly fell off my chair and died. Though to be honest, I probably deserved a lot of the things she's said to me, but not all of them.
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    ::grin::

    By Lost_Warrior,

    I am now finally able to draw my bow back far enough to aim the arrow AFTER I draw it *lol*. It's working pretty well, but I have a big "arrow going to the left always" problem. Hit the center a few times though
     
    Hm...interesting new blog layout. Confused me for a min there. It's all good I kind of like it now that I figured it out. It's actually easier.
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    ::Rowrs::

    By Lost_Warrior,

    This farking jackdonkey is on another forum that I frequent. You know, the one who wrote an entire article about my psychological problems? Yea, that one. Along with his girlfriend, the stalker. She's following my friend from forum to forum, joining after he does than accusing him of stalking her. I stopped believing he was stalking her the minute she initiated conversation with me, believing that I was him under another username. She changes her name but doesn't change her sig and icon.
     
    So Jackdonkey comes over, and starts arguments and fights, posting as a guest under the name "p". He doesn't even have the courage to register, or let anyone know who he is. The admin of the forum won't ban either of them, because she doesn't like to do that, but I can't stand them anymore; they should consider themselves banned from my forum, if they ever try to join it. The worst part is, people are actually defending these two. So here they are, playing the innocent victim, somehow getting at least one supporter. Jackdonkey want's to be martyred. Fine. Crucify his name.
     
    I go upstairs to take a nice shower, maybe calm down a bit and compose some poetry while I've got some time to myself. Yea. No farking hot water. When I've got half of me clean, mom shuts off the water without warning, because it is pouring out of the bottom of the heater. Oh, joy. There goes the rest of mom's savings; I'm trying very hard to keep as much of my savings as I can, even though I'll have to pay to fix two cars; I have plans for this summer and I'll need it. Mom has to pay to fix her truck, because it broke down, and now needs a new rocker panel to pass inspection.
     
    Maybe this is a kind of push to do something with my life besides my current job. Maybe it's a push to find some other way to make money, something I enjoy, like my artwork or writing. Just maybe.
  5. Lost_Warrior
    I don't know how it happened, but when I was going to screw around with Snapfire, I found a copy of Corel Paint Shop Pro on my computer!! I don't know where it came from; the only thing I can think of is that it came loaded on the computer (it did come with a lot of photo software). It's better than anything I've ever used (so I doubly hope it's not just a trial version that will go away). I am so psyched!!
     
    As of this moment, I'm back into digital art.
     
    Now it's going to be REALLY hard for me to break my techno habit.
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    "Happy Birthday"

    By Lost_Warrior,

    So far, so good. Of course, I have to go to work later, but that hopefully won't suck.
     
    The one thing that pissed me off yesterday was my coworker bitching at me for not filling the coffee cup lids. Now, last night, we really WERE busy, plus I couldn't find the lids. Not only that, it's not my job. And though I usually do it, she says that I *never* do it. Despite the fact that I do it, despite it actually being deli responsibility (and has been for some months).
     
    So she's bitching at me for NOT doing something that I DO, even though I'm not supposed to. She gripes so much anymore, I don't know what her problem is. I told her to leave me the hell alone as I walked out the door.
     
    I got a wonderful little surprise in my drawer yesterday, a *Greek* coin! The woman tried to give it to me thinking it was a fifty cent piece. I told her I couldn't accept it, but on closer inspection I went "holy crap! It's Greek!" She let me buy it off of her for a quarter, which I did and tucked it in my pocket.
     
    My mom gifted me with a stunning mozambique garnet ring. It was hand made in Isreal. I love Ebay. These garnets are very oddly cut, I've never seen a stone cut like this but it's amazing, and the color is just glorious!
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    *Sigh*

    By Lost_Warrior,

    I'm still fighting the depression. It's largely situational...so while I don't know exactly what is causing some of it, I do know that once things 'settle down' it should improve. I really hope and pray that that is soon, too. I wonder just how much more I can take.
     
    I joined a Brighid flamekeeping Cill over on TC. Tomorrow is the beginning of my first shift, and I'm building a shrine to her tomorrow evening. I'm happy that I will have the house to myself for that. I don't know what all will go on the shrine, but I do know that I am painting a design on it (I have to work on the design today) and I already repainted the cabinet that I am using, in preparation for the design being painted on it.
     
    I've also renewed my interest in volcanoes, somehow. They always interested me, and when I was younger, I was very much a volcano nut. Now, for some reason, I am a volcano nut again...and I have an idea bouncing around in my head for a volcano pendant made with the Artclay I got for Christmas. I'm half afraid to try it though. I get complicated ideas right off the bat. *grins*
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    A Little Gloating

    By Lost_Warrior,

    ...OK, a LOT of gloating.
     
    Copper is so much fun!!! This is what I did today after turning in two job applications. I did it in two parts, mostly because I had to give some serious thought on how to attach the leaf without it looking silly (I wasn't sure how well it would work with the leaf coming directly off the stem as it is. I'm really glad I did it!)
     

     

     

     
    Now I need to acquire more scrap. Amazing what you can do with a few pieces of copper, some MIG/TIG wire (for the stem) and a plumber's torch!!!
     
    I'm so FREAKIN' proud of myself right now!
  9. Lost_Warrior
    Today, August 14, 2007 I became an Initiate on the Pathway of the Gods.
     
    This wasn't supposed to happen until Samhain, or maybe one of the Dark or Full moons surrounding it. My mother Morrigan, however, had other plans. (And you *don't* argue with Her! ) When I told her I was ready, I was expecting to decide then what date would be right. Instead the reply I got was "well what are you waiting for??"
     
    The ritual took place near the same spot in the forest where I did my Coming of Age Rite several weeks ago. In my street clothes, doing surprisingly well to remember the Oaths and Rite, because, I did not bother to memorize it yet nor did I have it with me to read. The words came easily to me; my fear of speaking Ritual aloud has vanished.
     
    It wasn't quite what I expected, but I should know better than to have expectations where gods are concerned! I feel an odd sense of kinship with everything living around me; my mother Morrigan is no longer next to me; I am a part of Her, and She a part of me. I wouldn't want it any other way.
     
    It took me several hours to regain my bearings again. Time did not exist for me anymore; it was as if it simply vanished. I could not think in a linear fashion. (I hear this is normal for initiations...the feeling went away in a few hours but in the mean time I'm glad I didn't have to be anywhere!!)
     
    Tonight I am celebrating, in my own quiet way. A glass of the sparkling grape juice usually reserved for ritual, and watching the sun set from my stone circle. Did I mention I built a circle? Oy vey, I'm behind on this thing!
     
    I built it last week sometime. I hauled the stones from the creek (which is pretty well dried up, so the stones were easy to access). Through daily use it's becoming quite well sacred. I feel most connected to the Celtic deities there; and more connected to the Roman deities at my altar inside. I built it for Morrigan. It's Her place.
     
    On Saturday I did my Dark Moon ritual. It was the first time I've ever done a moon ritual and it was very moving!! I can't wait for the next Dark Moon so that I can do it again!!
  10. Lost_Warrior
    Silence. The silence that lives inside of us. The calm after battle...before a storm...that little space inside of us that is so often forgotten, ignored, but never leaves. That space inside where joy, love, and hope go when fear takes over...pandora's box...that little space is the one good thing left at the bottom...listen to that silence inside you...it speaks without words...it knows nothing of words...the language of the soul is silence...it knows only one thing: "I am"...and knows no definition...just be...pure existance...and you will find the answers you didn't even realize you sought...
     
    Forgotten. Too much is forgotten these days...when our laughter has been replaced by electronic beeps, our voices lost in the hum of machines...even our music is electronic, mechanical. You turn on the radio...and hear electronic beeps, keyboards and synthesizers...open the window. You'll hear the birds sing, the wind in the trees...music is life...life has music...
     
    Color...does sound have color? Some say it does...I've been told my voice is blue...what does that mean? I don't know...I always thought of it as round... Sight, and sound, touch, and laughter...are they one in the same...to see sound and hear color...blue is clear...the sky is clear and bright...there's no way to prove that of course...there is no way to capture an audio recording of color...I suppose its like trying to explain "blue" to a blind person...they can never truely know...and neither can we...sometimes I feel like that...like I can never know...because I've never known...and don't know where to begin.
     
    Blah...shallow people...I listen to my friends talk and all I hear is sports, or boys, or fashion, or schoolwork...just once I'd like to hear someone my own age ask "what do you want out of life?"..."what do you value?"..."what's most important to you?"...I may not be able to answer these questions myself...but at least I can understand them...do you know how you would answer those questions? I want freedom in life...maybe not freedom in the traditional sense...but freedom from the constraints so many try to place on us all...I want knowledge...maybe knowledge isnt the right word...I want to know what's inside myself...how to listen to that little voice...I want prosperity...and I don't mean money. I want the satisfaction of knowing that I accomplished something...fullfillment...health...love...How many people want "a good job, a nice house, a car and a family"? I value honesty, duty, honor, love...I value kindness and mercy...but not giving in...acceptance is not surrender, someone once said and I'm inclined to agree...What's most important to me? LIFE...life is important to me...noticing the little things...
     
    No one seems to ask these questions anymore...although they'll ask "does my hair look ok?"...language has become shallow...just words...collections of syllables when put together matching a definition in a book...words that only really mean other words....what happened to the days when words carried a piece of the essence of that which they described? When words *were* the idea, instead of simply describing it?
     
    Poetry...rythm to words...the ideas in poetry lies not in the words, but between them...in the barely perceptible spaces between the words...in the flow of it, the music of it...the overall effect far greater than the sum of its parts....similes...metaphors...alone these words mean nothing...together they mean the world...
     
    There is life in the rustle of leaves, the glint of sun on the water...music in the raindrops, in the dripping, melting snow and cracking ice...music that in autumn bids farewell to the sun...and haralds its return as new life begins...
     
    Belief...I don't have belief...I have knowledge...people ask me if I believe in God...I don't believe. I KNOW. When there is no doubt in your mind, it is not belief...when you wake up and look out the window and feel the presence...the leaves, in the sun, in the moon...feel the magic...and know its there...anything is possible...my home feels empty without my Gods...it is not my home without them, only a house...I carry them with me wherever I go...I've no need of a church or a temple...because they are there with me...everywhere I go is sacred...
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    An Update

    By Lost_Warrior,

    My dad called yesterday morning, screaming at my mom. She basically told him, "you're being an @ss, and you're alienating your daughter. She's going whether you want her to or not, so you can make this easy, or you can make this hard. If you keep acting like this she might just jump in the car and go, and you don't want that, do you?" So he's stopped being a donkey's behind, and I'm catching the train in Downingtown. It'll be a VERY long ride, (about 2 days) and I have to change trains three times. He's not coming with me, but he'll see me off.
     
    I'm disappointed to learn that I would be better off leaving my ritual dagger at home, I probably won't be able to bring it on AMtrak. I don't really need it, but I'd wanted so badly to show it to Al. I don't know about bringing anything I make there home...I suppose I could mail it back. AMtrak is more strict than the airlines are, with their checked baggage. The good news is, I can take up to 100 lbs of luggage with me as *carry on* not including my purse, and I can carry up to 150 lbs of luggage in checked baggage. I'm going to try to do it all as carry on however, because of all the changing trains. I don't need much to survive after all, and it's only six weeks.
     
    There's a lot I have to get done before I go though, I have to renew registration for my car, and get it inspected. I also have to get some decent luggage. I think I may ask my gram to go with me shopping, because she's more likely to be available than my mom on any given day and she is more well traveled than I am.
     
    I've put in my notice at work, WOO-HOO! Three weeks...May 23...and no more work. At least until I come back from MN. (They're holding my job for me, because they really don't want me to leave). I'm desperately hoping to get a new job quickly after I come back though; my current job, while sometimes a joy, has been detrimental to my physical, mental and emotional health. I really need to get out.
     
    I've gotten a ring to use for my "coming of age" ceremony (my friend calls it "reclaiming adulthood" and I rather like her term for it), but it'll need to be resized when I get it here. I am planning to do it *before* I go, because it makes more sense, and because it's more practical. Hopefully the weather will cooperate.
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    So, I get in my car to drive to work, and my car CD player says "bad disk" and spits the CD out at me. (there is absolutely nothing wrong with the disk. I put it back in and it plays fine.) I stop at an intersection, and a guy is spackling overhead, there is white fluffy stuff falling down and it appears to be snowing in the intersection in the middle of summer.
     
    Is this an omen for the rest of my day?
     
    I get to work, and I cannot get the pricing gun to work, it somehow gets the tape of little stickers wrapped back inside. I try to bag rolls, and every time I turn around, someone is standing at my register. NOW, there is another register, and a cashier at it. I am clearly busy. But they have to stand patiently at my register, expecting me to stop what I'm doing and come over. I went through about 20 pairs of gloves trying to bag those stupid rolls.
     
    THEN, I'm trying to make a hawiian pizza, and I can't find the container. I have to get it out of the sink and wash it. Then I have to track down the pineapple and something to put it in. When I get the can opener to work, and try to put the pineapple in the container, what do I do but tip the container and dump pineapple down all over my new leather shoes, the front of the refridgerator, and the counter?
     
    I am trying to make a hoagie for someone and have to track down a knife, also in the sink. Then I'm making another pizza, because we have suddenly sold out of both pepperoni and cheese pizza. So I don't even get the dough spread out, before I hear a crash behind me. I turn around, and the Pringles display has taken a nosedive, there are cans of Pringles ALL OVER the floor. So I leave my pizza and pick them up. A nice lady who is in the store every day helps my coworker pick up the cans, and I get back to my pizza. (some smart person has set the tower of cans on top of the empty box without even taping the box. As you can imagine, the flaps simply folded in.)
     
    The next thing I know, the bucket under the drink thingy, (it's a big basin full of ice and bottles of ice tea, with a tube to drain) is overflowing. All over the floor. Oy vey. So I have to clean that up to. I swear, that thing is the worlds worst invention.
     
    Oh yea, I forgot to mention, when I started my shift there was water coming out of the oven. Don't ask.
  13. Lost_Warrior
    I completed another bindrune pendant--this one goes on the rear view mirror of my car, for protection during travel. It was inspired by a rather harrowing journey home from work last Thursday.
     

     
    It's snowing again, GRRRR. Snow and ice. *Knock on wood* the power did not go out. We thought it would, with all of the ICE and snow. I hope to hell I can get to work safely tomorrow, or that it's bad enough that I can call off...because I nearly didn't make it into work Friday morning. Oh, the roads were fine, but I was spinning my wheels (and burning rubber) trying to get into the parking lot.
     
    Of course I had to give Chuck hell because after I FINALLY got in (on the 7th or 8th try), went inside and started work, THEN Chuck grabbed the snow shovel and went outside. I said "Oh, sure Chuck, NOW you decide to shovel the parking lot! After I had to try 8 times to get in!!!"
     
    I don't think I'll be visiting my family for Christmas...the weather up here is too unpredictable and it's been storming a LOT...like, every weekend. I don't want to drive 200 miles in this s***.
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    Archery And Fishing

    By Lost_Warrior,

    I know, this poor little blog over in the corner has been neglected lol.
     
    I managed to get Saturday off of work so that I could go to the Bowhunters' Festival, and I had a blast. I got my arrows cut, finally, found some very pretty feather roses (they are gorgeous! A waste of money, but gorgeous! lol), and I got a beautiful little antler-handled knife to add to my collection We ran into one of my friends from school and ended up taking her home so she could stay to see the bluegrass band play, she and her mom had been there all day and her mom wanted to leave. I ended up trying to drag her out to dance, and she pinched me, so now I have bruises on my arms and hands Actually, there were several others dancing, all of whom had beer cans in thier hands. I don't know how they managed to dance without spilling any, especially when they fell down. It was great fun
     
    Yesterday at work was a bore, and today I had off again so my grandparents and I went fishing. We didn't catch anything really, gram got a nice sized (and talkative!) catfish and "pip" got a few sunnies and a rockbass. I caught absolutely nothing. It was fun though. I took my bow and arrows to their house so I could shoot them there, and already broke one of my pretty arrows! ::is sad:: aw well, I guess I should not get too attached to arrows. It does suck though. I was amazed at how easily I could pick up shooting again after nearly a year without shooting my bow and with arrows I'd never used before.
     
    We washed my car while it was there, it's so much easier to do it at their house because at mine I have to drag the hose up over the wall and it doesn't reach all the way around the car, even though it's actually two lengths of hose put together.
     
    Tomorrow I have to be up at four thirty in the morning, because I got on the early shift again. It's only for a few days so I don't really mind, but I've grown very fond of the evening shift and I can't stand getting up int the morning.
  15. Lost_Warrior
    ...On Guinness Draught, yea!!!
     
    I never liked beer. I had about three drops of Honey Brown Lager when I was younger- and swore off beer forever.
     
    But I was determined to find at least one beer that was tolerable. There were a few (like, three) that I really wanted to try. Guinness was one of them.
     
    I had to try three different places to find a four pack of Guinness Draught cans- and pay through the nose for them. But I actually like it! No, love it!
     
    I like the smell, the color, the taste, everything! My only disappointment is the 'feel' of it- from all reports I was expecting something much thicker and creamier...though I guess if you're used to light "beer" or some such, this might well be very 'heavy'. I also wish it kept its head better. Mine is almost headless and I've only drank half the pint.
     
    The Beer Fairy has been leaving gifts of Old Horizontal Barleywine Ale (read: Ass Kick Beer) in my car at work. That stuff is awesome. I highly recommend it.
     
    Judging how I took to Guinness, and Barleywine, I'm guessing I should never touch light "beer" with a twenty foot pole. There are a few others I want to try- ales and stouts. And I'm genuinely curious about a few of the "big name" beers (Genny cream ale and Yuengling Black & Tan) but they don't top my list of things to try - they're probably cheaper than the stuff I currently enjoy, though, which is a big plus.
     
    My love of wine got off to a great start, and promptly ended- I'm allergic to the stuff. Both red and white- so I'm guessing it's the sulfites. *cries*
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    Been Busy

    By Lost_Warrior,

    Wow, it's been a while since I updated this; it's been a while since I updated my other blog too. Al is keeping me busy, between working the forge, fishing, and occasionally getting to go with him when he works with horses.
     
    I'm really starting to "get the hang of" this, and he's started turning me loose in the shop and leaving for the day. Yesterday I made a paper towel and tp holder, and the day before that, a decorative hinge. The blisters on my hands have healed and I actually have forearms now! I actually don't know if my family will recognize me when I get back.
     
    Yesterday was the Solstice and we had a bonfire to celebrate. No one we invited showed up, but it was cool anyway. Today I'm going with Al when he works on some horses, and I might get to ride one of them! And tomorrow we're going to a horse show. I love horses, but I'm too small of frame to actually shoe them.
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    Bindrune Pendant

    By Lost_Warrior,

    This was my first attempt at doing anything even remotely like this (on all levels) and I am very pleased with the result! When I do something like this again (I will, because I truly enjoyed making it) I will hopefully have a better woodburner, (what I have is a soldering iron which can't really do curves...and doesn't get hot enough to really mark the wood) and I will be a bit more careful with the colors (the gold tends to smear). I'll also be pickier about my wood.
     
    Made from a slice of Hemlock, some colored pencil for the color (these particular pencils work great on wood) and some beads on waxed linen cord.
     
    The Runic design is for Strength, Health, Protection and Courage (bonus points to anyone who can figure out which Runes I used.)
     

     

  18. Lost_Warrior
    Yesterday we got out of school...well...about 5 minutes early. They made an announcement that all after school activities were cancelled, and that all students were to exit the building on the bell. They then rang the bell five minutes early. We all knew something was wrong, but we were like, "what the heck, we ain't complainin'". I find out later that there was writing found in the bathroom saying something that the teachers found remotely threatening. Apparently, they were the only ones to find it threatening because I also heard that it had been there for close to two weeks before it was noticed. (I also heard another story, that a note was found along with several people's initials. ) I don't know exactly what happened, because they were reluctant to give any real information. I do know that they spent at least $1000 to fly in the K9 unit.
     
    This morning we get to school, and there is a huge line at the door. They were searching everyone's backpacks and purses before they let them in the school (mind you, they didn't look terribly hard.) They seemed more concerned about cell phones than bombs (look out for that Verizon TNT. It's a new model I kid.) Basically, it was a big aggravation, (and a bit of a joke to the very annoyed students) but I really doubt they'll find anything. That's the way these things go...
     
    I seriously hope this doesn't happen again. I'm not afraid, and as far as I know none of the students were either. It's just a major annoyance. I can't imagine what kind of ^&%&^ it would take to do such a thing...surely they only wanted to cause a disruption (some of us really ARE trying to learn. Plus, that K9 unit will probably come out of taxpayers' pockets.)
     
    I AM going to start working on the research paper. (Unfortunately for me I tried to start it the week I had a whole slew of projects due and the like). If I don't report back with an update, smack me
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    So, I woke up the other day with this crazy idea in my head that I wanted to build a webforum. Mind you, I already had two webforums. I simply enjoy building them As luck would have it, I was having a problem with the admin panel on my one forum, and tech support was ignoring me (it was a function that I *really need* that wouldn't work). I had wanted to move to Proboards anyway (Proboards is AWESOME), but I was worried about moving again, because the first time I moved Hidden Worlds it was a fiasco. But I made the switch. Currently I'm glad I did (if you are interested in spirituality or new age stuff, Check it out). Now I'm trying to figure out how to get more traffic. To avoid it being as much as a fiasco as it was last time, I've decided to leave both the old and new forum up for a while, so I am currently running both at the same time.
     
    I got another idea in my head, to try composing music on the computer. Now I've had a song in my head for almost a year, but I can't figure out the notes to write it. I found this neat little program called Psycle, and it seems to have great capabilities to do what I want to do. The thing is, I have no clue how to use it. So it's becoming a pain in the butt I did learn something though, Techno is just a bunch of random notes and funny sounds. Now THAT I can do!!!
     
    I called the place I put in a job application at, and not only had she lost my application, but she hadn't bothered to look for it yet! (I mean, come on, if you don't want to hire me, just say so!) This is worrisome, because this particular place is *rediculously* short staffed AND has a reputation for hiring anyone who walks in the door. So I got an application from a couple of other places, filled them out, and took them back. One is only hiring night shift, but that's cool, I'm a total night owl
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    Brighid's Fire

    By Lost_Warrior,

    Prayer for Imbolc
     
    Our Lady of Spring
    Your fire melts the frost
    Your water is the rain that falls
    Your sun warms the earth
    And seeds beneath the farmers' fields
     
    Give us life! As you give life
    Let us grow! We're born anew
    May your fire warm our hearts
    And your water wash our souls
    Let your sun draw forth the seeds
    Of life and growth within us
     
    Your fire drives us!
    Your water carries us!
    Let us be strong
    And grow vibrant in your hands.
     
    My writing is really taking off!! When inspiration hits, it hits like a ton of bricks lol. I joined a writing forum called Toasted Cheese. My friend kept linking me, and I kept forgetting to join, so I finally did. That will hopefully keep me on track with my writing.
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    Brighid's Fire

    By Lost_Warrior,

    Most of my Brighid's Fire (the actual ritual part) was short, sweet and to the point. I lit a candle, said a few prayers, did a bit of healing work.
     
    The "prep work" took the majority of my evening. I started at about 3.30 or so...painting a bottle to go on my shrine (it's sitting next to it as it's too big to go ON the shrine, it looks silly and easily tipped over.)
     

     

     

     
    Then I spent...close to two hours painting my legs with indigo. The indigo painting, for me, is part art, part therapy, and part religious observance. Some people might think it's crazy to spend hours painting something just to have it gradually disappear over the next week...but it's impermanence means I get to do it all over again!!! :yay:
     
    Feet:
     

     
    Left leg:
     

     
    Right leg:
     

     
    I'm glad Brighid seems to encourage displaying work done in her honor!
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    Brother

    By Lost_Warrior,

    A girl kneels by the bedside of her dying lover. Her tattered wings spread out behind her, the feathers unkempt and dirty. She is crying pitifully. The only one who can save her lover, and therefore herself, stands behind her, scowling at her weakness. He is the reason her lover is dying. She would be lost without the one she loves. The voice of Justice echos like thunder throughout the room.
     
    I've watched your helpless fall from grace
    And the agony in your face
    If every cut were one less pain you had to bear;
    I'd cut myself a thousand times to save you
    And as I watch you slip away
    And this is justice done?
    But I was young!
    The loss of innocence that you hate was caused by you in a time of rage
    Those that died were no longer pure
    Because you stole their purity
    Look at her; she is the last, crying for the one you would not save
    If every cut were one less pain you had to bear;
    I'd cut myself a thousand times to save you
    Will you not help her? Will you turn away and let her die by the suffering you caused to save her kind?
    I am the cause of all I hate
    a thousand times
    Tell me now! Is it not too late to save her?
    It is never too late
     
     
    Copyright 2006 KMcJ
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    So, I've just completed my fourth day of work. I've had to get up at 4:30 AM every day that I have work, and I've taken to not eating lunch, simply because there isn't time and when I'm busy, I'm just not hungry. It's been interesting, getting started. I've been learning to run a cash register (which isn't as hard as I thought it would be) and learning to do various other menial tasks (which are much harder than I thought they would be).
     
    I'm really enjoying my work, despite the early hours. I get along well with my coworkers, although one, seems to think I have the intelligence of a five year old or something. She doesn't say as much, but I can tell it in the way she says things sometimes (I almost put the envelope in the wrong side of the safe and she yelled "NO!" at me like I was a dog or something. ) She's really nice, usually, but there is something just "off" about the way she says some things...and I don't even think she means to do it. I can understand because she's really busy, and I do think that if I were in her position, trying to train someone, I would be the same (after all, I can be pretty antisocial. Especially after getting up at 4:30 AM). I surely hope her opinion of me changes, or my opinion of her opinion of me changes, because otherwise, this is not going to be good.
     
    Yesterday I burnt my arm on a pizza tray, and today I had to re-price a whole passel of jugs of water. See, they didn't tell me how much they were supposed to cost, so I did what I *thought* was the most logical thing. I looked in the cooler to see how much we were selling them for. The problem was, the ones in the cooler were marked wrong. So I remarked both the ones in the cooler AND the six or 7 boxes (all stacked on top of each other) that I had priced.
     
    I met this really cool old guy yesterday, who came in and ordered a vegetable hoagie...basically, a sub made entirely of condiments I do not know his name, but meeting him just made my day and I hope I see him again soon
  24. Lost_Warrior

    Catching Up

    By Lost_Warrior,

    Things are really starting to slow down at work; this leaves me bored at times, but it's good, because it means I'm not often in a mood to remove people's heads or fling pizza pans as if they were frizbees. My life is finally starting to get "back to normal" so to speak.
     
    I've taken up "trance dancing", well not truely "trance dancing" at least not yet. Shall I call it "devotional dancing"? It was weird at first, I was embarassed to actually get up and do anything, so I ended up just sitting on the floor bobbing my head. I'm not embarassed anymore (why should I be? No one is watching!) and I must say, it does feel great to just get my butt off the floor and MOVE. It started out as a religious thing, and still is; but it's becoming more and more of a thereputic thing as well.
     
    My friend gave me an image rendering program called Mojo: my first attempts with it were just aweful, and took forever, but lately I've been coming up with some really cool stuff! I'm currently working on a world I started out calling "mistworld", but I'm working on a better name for it. For now lets just call it "Realm of Eternal Mist". I have a folder full of 44 renders of this same world in different views, different lighting, etc. I have become obsessed with it. Tomorrow I hope to go to the library and get a picture of it printed to hang on my wall
     
    It's too big for the page, and I'm too lazy to resize at this hour of the morning, so here's a link:
    http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a133/Dan...tworldstars.png
     
    I'm still working on the next book in the Eagle series. Not quite the bookworm I used to be. I keep getting distracted LOL but I'm enjoying it thus far. I also updated my Blog for anyone who is interested.
  25. Lost_Warrior
    We did all our Christmas stuff Friday, and yesterday. I have a 4 day weekend, so mom figured I might as well have my stuff so that I can use it on my days off. She gave me a dremmel (well...similar thing) which I am going to have a ton of fun with. I have a bunch of stones in various states of tumbled, polished and unpolished, and I have plans for them! I made one thing yesterday, a beautiful piece of Montana agate with a gold sunrise etched on it...for Cernnunnos in honor of Yule.
     
    I was very pleasantly surprised to find that my Polychromos colored pencils work on stone!!! WHOOT!! The possibilities are truly endless.
     
    There is a piece of moss agate upstairs awaiting it's fate to become my newest piece of bindrune work.
     
    I also got some Artclay, and an electric shaver (which is something I really wanted...yay no more bathtub acrobatics to shave my legs!).
     
    My favorite thing, though, is a natural alexandrite ring. I knew I was getting it, for months, actually, because it's impossible to keep a secret from me for long; but I can't believe my mom found one that CLEAR. There is a tiny flaw in it...which I haven't seen but others have...which can only be seen under very high (11x or so) magnification. So it IS real. But wow.
     
    Merry Christmas everyone!!
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