A little about me

I do believe in God but I also believe he gave us the Holy Spirit which is His Lady, encompassing nature and the elements. These things were given to us to use, in good ways and to help us grow spiritually and to understand Him and Her better. I believe smaller deities are here for us also. They are here to help us focus in the ways we need at the time. Rituals are the same, for focusing. I pray and ask for guidance or help and I might pray to God or to the Lady depending on my needs. I don't follow a religion that is why I am solitary, but I am very open minded to different aspects of spirituality and use what I feel comfortable with.

I am a pagan that honors nature and the elements. I have attained the status of High Priestess but continue my studies.

This site is mainly a place I can call my own. To vent, to collect parts of my life, to ramble. I have made it public because I believe it might help those that don't understand paganism not to be judgemental.

I will make it private or invite only if anyone become foul about this.

Here is a link to a site that has helped me come to grips with the conflicting feelings I had in the beginning of my journey.

http://www.christianwicca.org/

Blessed Be and Success on your Journey

Rede of a Solitaire Witch

Rede of a Solitaire Witch When ye choose the path of the solitaire, To be one with earth, fire, sea, and air, An oath ye take to initiate Thyself into thy truest state. No longer be as flesh and bone, See thyself as Spirit's own. Whatever path of faith ye take, Learn it well for thine own sake. In thy craft be diligent, Lest thy knowledge be quickly spent. Learn to seek and seek to learn. An elder's wisdom never spurn. For though ye choose to walk alone, Heed the knowledge ye are shown. The laws ye choose which to abide, Let them be thy daily guide. Always heed the law of three, For what ye send shall return to thee. What ye conjure here, ye should know Manifests above as it does below. As for the law, 'An it harm none', Let thy soul decide what must be done. Protect thyself and thy kin, Lest any harm should come to them. Be mindful of what's right and just To live in perfect love and trust. Find balance in thy life and deeds Look within to fulfill thy needs. Tis not a path for the faint of heart, So heed this wisdom I now impart. To thine own self be always true In all ye say and all ye do. Still thy tongue from words of wrath. Do not slight another's path. For when all is said and done, We each are but a part of One. Keep this knowledge in thy heart, From its wisdom never part. This I say, so mote it be. Merry part and blessed be.

Poems to me written by my lover

Our Night

Taking your hand
Fingers to my lips
I want to love every inch of you
Taste every part of your body
As if I can drink your loves blood
Through your very pores

I want to get lost in your eyes
Consumed by your kiss
Set my body on fire
Quench the fire in my blood
With sweet caresses
Touch my soul with your passion

Lay down beside me
Feel my body crying for you
Let's get lost in each other
Touching, exploring, tasting
We will exceed passion, go beyond bliss
For this is our night

Want me, like no other
Need you, like the air that I breathe
Together, one mind, one soul
Fused in the heat of passionate love
Existing in this moment
Forever

Terry

Thoughts Of You

by Terry

How many times have I thought of you
And the many things I’d like to do.
I sleep at night with you on my mind,
One night with you, would be just fine.

Your white robe is what I see,
I wonder, wonder, how it would be.
If I could touch your lips with mine,
The thought of this is so divine.

I want to see you without that robe,
Your body to touch, caress, and probe.
I’d lay you down, your body to admire,
One look at you, sets my soul on fire.

I want to feel you, touch, and kiss,
send you into . . . . heavenly bliss,
I want you, need you, feel my desire,
Me inside you, I would never tire.

I could make love to you all night long,
It would feel so good, it couldn’t be wrong,
These are my thoughts, what I fantasize,
You’re all too perfect in this man’s eyes

A Winter's Night Tale

by Terry

The veiled clouds waifed ever so slowly through the starlit night.
A brilliant moon smiled down with a foreboding glee.
The crisp late winter chill echoed out for a new resolution to spring.
However, it was the seclusion from any and all kindred hearts
that brought us closest to nature’s soul,
a soul guiding us along a pathway to our predestined tryst.

Nestled under an erect fir, supported by a blanket of snow smoothed flat,
our bodies laid embrace,
intertwined like a bougainvillea bush
branching its way towards a midday sun.

We held our goblets up high
as we toasted to the beginning of a prodigious night,
savoring each wishful taste from the darkened, dream inducing Merlot.

We gazed into one another’s eyes,
and sensed each other’s thoughts the very first moment
our breathes braced as one.

Our lips touched ever so gently,
and our first kiss lingered
like an ancient time traveler’s ongoing pursuit
of the perfect universe.

Our bodies became one as we melted
into an eruption of cataclysmic bliss,
as the backdrop of a cold winter’s night cooled our dampened skins.

We reflected upon the moment at hand,
and agreed this was the gateway to the path less traveled.
A path that would soon be discovered.

Until We Meet

Until we meet
My nights will be a little colder
My days a little shorter
My heart will beat a little less rapid

Until we meet
I know that my arms will be empty
My mind hurting from the constant thought of you
Minutes will seem to be hours
Hours will seem to be months
While months will seem like eternity

Until we meet
The stars in the sky will not affect me
with its gleaming sparkles of life
Until I am gazing at them in your arms
And the food that I eat will not be as fulfilling and nourishing
Until it is you that I share my food with

And Until we meet
I will not feel whole
My world will seem incomplete
Until that wonderful day
When our eyes make first contact
And our bodies and souls collide in blissful whirlwind
The words will roll off my tongue like a sweet love song
"Hello, my love, I couldn't wait to meet you."

The Dream

I finally crawled into bed last night, late.
With visions of you still in my head.
Anticipation pounding in my heart.
All my senses filled with your existence.
As I escaped into the dream world I know so well,
I took you with me.

We walked down the beach together.
Our hands touching and our hearts bonding through them.
The wind kissing our faces gently.
The sand giving way under our feet.
The warmth in our hearts that only a poet would understand.

Finding an oasis in the never ending edge of the world,
We sit beneath the giant tree, on the patch of thick grass
that seems to have been put there just for us.
We talked for what seems to be hours.
Never running out of things to say,
feelings to share, thoughts to exchange.

I reach out to touch you and you stop my hand with yours.
Our fingers touch. Our hands envelop each other.
Almost as though they were making love to each other.
Our fingers dancing. Our eyes gazing into each others.
A soft and gentle smile exchanged.

Our bodies seemingly without direction move toward each other.
The desire almost unbearable.
The passion burning in our hearts so overwhelming.
We are unable to maintain control of our own destinies.
Our bodies become one.

We make love in such a way that direction from Venus herself must be at hand.
Only paced by the rhythm of our hearts.
Accelerated by the hunger for more.
The cycle seemingly never ending.
Hunger and the attempt to satisfy it.
Our hearts thundering like a storm on the sea of love.
The frenzied yet graceful, almost poetic energy abounds.
We erupt in a flow of passionate waves that humbles the nearby sea.

As we lay secure in each others arms in the shade of the giant tree.
Listening to the song that the wind and surf play just for us.
Feeling love not surpassed by Romeo and Juliet.
We drift into a world in our minds that we share in a way that is unexplainable.
A connection of souls.

I awaken to another day.
Turning to touch you.
You are not there.
It was a dream, and now just a memory.
The feelings still in my heart.
The vividness of the encounter still in my mind.

Mostly Misobservations, but some good stuff too