02/28/2025

Today, we find ourselves at

the end of this month of love

and friendship . . . glorious!

I've so enjoyed the sharings

that go with February. Cards,

love letters, roses, phone calls,

heart shaped boxes of sweet 

chocolates, as well as the

spoken word.

Every year, I promise myself

that I'll continue the gestures

that February gifts us. Seems

I do send the odd card, notes,

e-mails for a while. Still, one

gets busy with living this life

and those small niceties often

get left behind.

Ay Dios mío, it only takes

five minutes to send an e-mail,

ten to prep a card. Why, oh

why, do I leave these precious

things behind?!

Think about it, when I pass,

no one is going to remember

the loads of wash I did or the

dishes I washed. Obviously,

these things merit doing. But,

this doesn't mean, I can't take

a few moments a day to do

some sweet thing for someone.

Some words of wisdom here.

Do so hope I'm listening!

02/27/2025

Often wondered 'bout

the senses in Dreamland. 

Last night, got my answer.

Found ourselves in travel.

Something along the lines

of a family affair. My kids

wanted to take us to their

fave outdoor eating ground.

The place was rather like 

an open market. Tables and

chairs, live music, the odd

tent. 

We filled a six person table

and food began to magically

appear. The sites and aromas, 

priceless! Somewhat orgasmic

if you don't mind me saying!

The waitresses were dressed

a la gypsy and were young

and beautiful. They kept

bringing serving dishes of

pure delish!

I remember this one dish . . .

thin, biscuit like, sliced open

and dripping in real butter.

There were marmalades of

different fruits to add. The

taste was unlike anything I'd

ever experienced.

The kids were up and down,

checking in with the musicians

and indicating new dishes to

be tried. Frankly, I don't know

where we were putting it all.

The ole tummy does eventually

fill to capacity!

Rather hated awaking if you

don't mind my saying. All that

joy, and not a single calorie!!!

Wow! Just W O W !!! . . . or

should I say YUM!

02/26/2025

"I am a . . .

   tree hugging,

   flower sniffing,

   planet loving,

   dirt worshipper."

Wild Woman Sisterhood

In these my elder years,

methinks I do more in my

head than with my hands!

Still, the above describes 

moi. The author just forgot

to add aging hippie, ha!

As I look out over this vast 

blanket of white which is

now my back yard, again 

I find myself yearning for

summer. Alas, we don't get

much spring here.

Sooooo looking forward to

the next couple of days . . .

high temps and a mess of

melting snow!

02/25/2025

"Stick with the people who 

pull the magic out of you 

and not the madness." 

Twisted Angel

Loved seeing this quote as

a fab reminder . . . we all 

have people such as these 

in our lives.

My children, all eight of 

them and their spouses . . . 

amazing people!

Friends and neighbors who

brighten our days, especially 

in winter.

And, even occasionally one 

runs into that special person

in a store or in the street.

Turning the tables now, 'tis

the right idea for moi to be

one of those special people!

I'm working on bringing a

smile here and there. 

Brightening someone's day.

Making all things better!

A goal well worth pursuing!

02/24/2025

I was asked a few days ago

about altars by an interested

friend.

Obviously, she was looking

at one of mine as I have them

all over my home.

Altars are three dimensional 

prayer, as it were. They do not

replace other types of prayer,

but rather add to them.

Should you wish to build one,

choose the top of a dresser or

a small table. Dust it thoroughly.

I like to use a small table cloth

or special doilies. 

There you will place precious

photos, mementoes, and candles.

I like to place female items on

the left and male items on the

right.

Candles are important to an altar.

Tea light candles often work best

as they can be left lit safely and

they burn out after a while. I 

always make sure my tea lights

are in a candle holder for added

protection.

I like to stand by my altars through

out the day. I add my thoughts and

prayers.

If you look around your home, 

I bet you will see several altars.

Perhaps mementos, photos, etc.

For moi, I just love three-d

prayer!

02/23/2025

"I choose Love.

I choose inclusion. I choose

empathy. Compassion. Equality.

Dignity. Diversity. I choose

community. Kindness. Integrity.

Honesty. Respect. I choose 

justice. I choose facts. peace. 

The planet. I choose humanity.

I choose love." ~Unknown

It's all about choices, isn't it!

I've come to believe we don't

realize this enough.

My special three in addition to

the above . . .

-I choose living over existing.

-I choose happy over sad.

-I choose love . . .

Methinks needs be to pay 

attention here!!!

02/22/2025

"I am homesick for a place 

I am not sure even exists. 

One where my heart is full. 

My body loved. And my soul

understood." ~Melissa Cox

This sentiment resonates . . .

I have my place; my cabin!

My heart is full of love for

my family and friends. And,

there are a precious few who

get me.

So, the sentiment, what it

makes me feel, has to do w/2'

plus of snow outside my door.

No fault to be assigned, it just

brings on SAD like naught else.

The good thing is, a friend is

coming to brunch this early

morn.

On a side note, when one is a 

hundred years old, the bod is 

going to be an issue, so feel

free to send me a new one . . .

02/21/2025

"When I grow up, I want to 

be that old lady with white 

hair, who lives in the corner 

of the countryside, surrounded 

by mountains and rivers and 

all the animals . . . who makes 

her own remedies, and her 

cabin is surrounded by plants, 

wind chimes and all sorts of 

weird and funky ornaments."

~Wild Woman Sisterhood

Sooooo can not believe WWS

is talking about moi . . .

Looks like all my dreams have 

come true!!!

02/20/2025

"When women come together

with a collective intention to

heal, magic happens."

@wombenwellness

So love this statement!

Like to think that me and mine

are simply this kind of circle.

   Don't belittle . . . heal!

   Don't craze . . . heal!

   Don't envy . . . heal!

   Don't gossip . . . heal!

   Don't laze . . . heal!

I know it's a tall order. I always

try to remember it's not striving

for perfection, it's striving for

growth. And, personal growth

is of paramount importance; 

make no mistake.

One of the things about a circle

of women is we remind each

other of . . . our paths, different

though they may be. Our growth,

albeit ever so slow. Our strengths.

Alas, 'tis easy to get bogged down

or even critical of our own process.

Hence, the importance of sisters.

They are able to see the whole

picture and can remind you . . .

   -where you were

   -where you are

   -where you're going

Women R O C K !!! But, so do

men. I strongly dislike putting 

the other sex down. 'Twas done

to us for many a year. We should

not go down that rocky road!

Let's all grow together!

02/19/2025

"Magick of the ancients

still sleeps in our cells and 

in our souls." ~Unknown

I read a quote such as this

and an incredible longing

for for my ancestors is

awakened in me!

I am beyond grateful that

I knew both of my grand-

mothers and one of my

grandfathers.

My mom's mother, Mary,

was the epitome of the old

fashioned grandmother.

Sweet, white haired, 

apron clad, storyteller, 

elderly. Such a comfort in

times of trouble!

My dad's mom, Elsie, on

the other hand, was modern,

dressed to the nines, jewelry,

makeup, purse and hat. She

was both fun and interesting.

And she had those magickal

vibes from which I proudly

descend.

Dad's father was a gorgeous

old dude. Full head of white

hair, smoker w/that delish

smoker's voice, fab chuckle

and a happy nature.

Can't think of a more perfect

line up in the ancestor realm. 

I enjoyed stories about their

parents; would have so loved

knowing my great grands.

And now, it occurs to me that

I am both a grandmother and

a great grandmother. So pray, 

I'm given time and place to 

interact and leave memories.

I do love them all so!

Were I to leave them a gran's

message, I would have to gift

three . . .

a) Be yourself always!

b) Be accountable!!

c) Love!!!

Methinks I'll have to take a 

good look at these for moi!

02/18/2025

"Take me to:

Thick Forests

Cobblestone Streets

Antique Stores

Old Cemeteries

Small Pubs

Sleepy Seaside Towns"

~The Pagan Collective

Love it when I run into my

kind of people, my kind of

thoughts, my kind of doings!

Alas, now that I'm nigh onto

a hundred years old, I don't

do nearly as many of my 

dream list kinds of things as

I used to. 

But, I'm still up for antique 

stores and small pubs. I find 

they just go together! Need 

to put my feet up and enjoy

an ice cold frothy beer after 

those perfect finds, right?!

And just so you know, I still

keep a list and check it twice,

a la Santa. Things I will enjoy

'til the bitter end! 

I damn well better exit with 

a cold one in my hand!!!

02/17/2025

"Small steps create massive

outcomes. Stay committed,

believe in the journey, and

watch it all come together."

~empaths and old souls

SAD winter days hit me 

with incredible depression. 

And then, I run into a quote,

like the above,  that soothes 

my soul!

Indeed, we are all lucky to

have sunny days off and on

during this cold, snowy time.

Might just have something 

to do with living in Colorado!

Friends and family remind 

me to get out in the sun . . . 

I must confess, 'tis two trips

a day; taking the outgoing

mail and bringing in the

incoming! Ha!

Ever so pleased many enjoy

skiing, sledding, ice skating.

I like to sit by the fire and

read about it. 

Methinks I get cold just 

thinking about winter.

You get out there and enjoy!

And, I'll try not to bitch, 

moan and groan too much!

02/16/2025

"It is no bad thing to celebrate

a simple life." ~J.R.R. Tolkien

Tolkien inspired me with his

words this early morn. I find 

I often need him!

After a night of teacher dreams,

as I like to call them, I awoke to

many a thought, much thinking.

I give thanks for ending up for

my final years in this tiny, tiny

145 year old cabin. 'Tis filled

with many a memory and I'm

sure, many ghosts.

Obviously, my guy and I are

indeed living that simple life

Tolkien talks about. We both

love it . . . that is until we've

no water in winter, lose elec,

and have to stay upstairs due

to the cold.

No, really, we cope just fine.

Ever so glad the grocers sell 

water these days.

Thank you dear Tolkien for 

the reminder of just how 

wondrous our life is!

 - - -

J.R.R. Tolkien was an English

writer and Oxford professor. 

He authored fantasy works and

helped shape modern fantasy

literature. 1892 - 1973 

Wikipedia

02/15/2025

I'm still wallowing!  What 

a glorious Valentine's Day

yesterday!

It all began . . .

My dear, sweet man awoke

me at o' dark thirty and made

me go downstairs and look

at the moon!

No, I didn't want to get up!

But, omg . . . a full moon, a

tad of yellow and situated in

dead center of a small, wispy

cloud. Methinks 'tis the most

amazing Valentine I've ever

received!

He ordered me back in bed;

proceeded to open a bottle of

chilled champagne. A sweet

toast followed. I could do an

o' dark thirty like this on a

regular basis!

A couple of hours later . . . he

brought me my buttermilk and

a fresh blueberry cupcake. Fab

breakfast! Around noon, he

brought cheeses and three kinds

of crackers. Such fun!

All the while, we're watching

fun mysteries and just enjoying

a day abed!

Alas, he began to fade in the

early evening, thanked me for

the day and promptly went to 

sleep.

The day, not yet done for me,

gave me a final gift. I had 200

pages to go on my current book.

Finished it, closed the covers, at

exactly 12:00 midnight. Wow!

amor entre nos . . .

02/14/2025 - Valentine's Day

Considering the history of the

day, I'm ever so glad it's been

reinvented with love! Every-

where you look, you see cards 

and candy, hearts galore!

My guy and I were recalling

Valentine's Day in our child-

hood classrooms. We spent a

bit of time making a card for

our parents and sibs.

If we brought valentines, we

had to bring one for everyone

in the classroom. Our teacher

also gave one to each of us.

And of course, the tiny, little

hearts with words on them

were everywhere!

To this day, I love sending

cards. I like to make them

myself, much like I did back

in the day.

Happy Valentine's Day to you.

Let's do enjoy the day!

02/13/2025

Alas, 'tis o'dark thirty and the

gift of rest has yet been given

moi . . . 

I lay here, watching the temps

slip down and down. 0.1° No!

Scary, and most likely frozen 

pipes. Oh well, 'tis Mr. Winter's 

time after all!

Mind journeys down memory

lane; so wish it wouldn't! Bad

times and good, naughty and

nice, yet Santa never comes.

When sleep finally shows its

hand, I am assailed with yet

another kind of dark. So hate

me the mares of the night.

Finally awakening a couple

of hours later, I find myself

exhausted and half broken.

Then my guy wishes me a 

happy day and asks if I'd like

pancakes in bed on the morrow

to celebrate Valentine's Day.

That would be the light of day 

peeking its heart up after such 

a difficult night . . .

 . . . blessed be!

02/12/2025

Sitting here at o' dark 30 and 2° . . .

Methinks 'tis time to go back!

Back to an amazing childhood

memory!

We lived in the Orchard Mesa

area in a tiny home, but home

it 'twas! My folks were canners

and with such a tiny home, it

was decided we best have a

root celler. 

I kept asking my dad what he

was doing; suggested I sit on

the backdoor steps and watch

the surprise coming to fruition.

As I watched intently, he dug

out a space in the back yard

about 9' x 9' and about 5' deep.

He then tamped the earth until

satisfied. Next, he built shelves

on either side of the hole with

a path down the middle. Both

sets of shelves stuck out above

the ground.

He then built a set of rounded

dome like rafters attached to 

the shelves. Once done to his

satisfaction, he then threw a

stiff canvas over the lot. This

he tacked down on the rafters.

I saw him mixing some of the

earth with water. He began

smoothing the mud over the

canvas 'til completely covered.

Then he simply shoveled the

rest of the dug out earth over

the entire mound.

Dad came and sat beside me 

as we ate sandwiches mom

prepared. He asked me what

I thought? I didn't really know.

If I'd known the word space

ship, bet that's what I would

have answered.

After sandwiches, he said to

hold tight, just one more thing

to do. He slit open the canvas

where apparently there was to

be a door. Then he cut out that

specific space.

He hammered some boards

on the ground for a bit and 

then hoisted up his creation.

Now I could see it was a door.

He attached the hinges, shut

the door and suddenly . . .

we had a root celler.

He and mom began carrying

out boxes and boxes of jars

filled with summer fruits for

the winter. 'Twas then my dad

carried me over to see the

surprise, as he called it. 

I knelt at the door and looked

in. Even now I can remember

the beauty. All those shining

jars of fruit in all their glory.

I promptly burst into tears.

I didn't understand why. It

was a long day watching

this miracle appear in front

of my eyes. I now think I

was ever so moved by the

entire experience . . .

02/11/2025

"Be patient with me - I'm some-

where between losing my mind

and finding my soul." ~A Shea

I am in awe of this truth! I am

equally in awe of the patience

my friends show me hanging

on with all my Libra ups and

downs!!!

Methinks I need to interview

other Libras to see if they are

able to stay in balance. One 

of my Libra friends seems to 

have found that balance. The 

only thing I've ever seen rock 

her is grief. My heart so goes

out to her.

In thinking about A. Shea's bit

of wisdom, guess there's naught

wrong with losing a time to time

losing streak! Finding the soul,

that's an amazingly wondrous

thing.

My guess would be, everyone

is on this swing! All of us fight

daily for that gift of wholeness.

In fact, I've actually come to

believe it's a life long journey.

Being on the other end of the

life stick, I intend to spend my

days seeking this wholeness,

balance, if you will!

Here's to that daily fight . . .

02/10/2025

"What do we live for, if not

to make life less difficult for

each other?" ~George Eliot

I get that we live in troubled

times. There's a lot of 'not so

pretty' out there. Still, I find

much beauty in friendship.

I'm not allowed to drive due

to petit mal seizures that assail

me. So, friends come to me.

No small feat as we live nigh

onto kingdom come!

There are flowers on my table,

cards in the mailbox, well-

wishing e-mails, and just drop

bys. 

Friends say they're on the way

to market and can they bring

anything. Bless their hearts! I

always say, "Bring yourselves

and we'll share a few."

Indeed, I am with George Eliot

on this one. Still people in this

world making it a beautiful

place to be. Sooooo love them!

02/09/2025

"The world around you

is only beautiful when 

you are at peace with

the world within you."

~Anonymous

Sooooo need to remember 

this bit of wisdom ever and 

always!

Often find myself wondering

about that inner world. With 

the way I go on and on about

life and all the etceteras, 'tis 

a wonder it doesn't rebel and 

blow up all over creation!

At the back of my mind, I'm

struggling . . . 

'Remember your values, stay 

on the path, choose right over 

comfortable, be calm, hang in

there!'

The list goes on . . .

So pray I have enough time 

to learn my lessons well!!!

02/08/2025

"The only response to the chaos

of these times is to show up

with more light." #SpiritJunkie

Have to admit it . . . I have felt

the chaos, blamed it on winter.

Hardly fair to winter, is it!

Sooooo love the idea of seeking

the light! And, I do sometimes 

forget that light is indeed every-

where. It's all down to looking!

-a mom helping her little one

cross the street

-the neighbor waving a hello

although we've never spoken

-friends coming over for a few

-son welcoming us to bathe and

wash clothes when water is out.

-Sunday calls from my daughter

There have to be dozens more

if I'd only look to actually see!

I'm ever so guilty of head down,

eyes blind during winter. Yet, I

look out at this fresh blanket of

snow, see its cleansing beauty.

I am determined to see the light.

May mean lighting a candle or a

few in my own dark . . . so be it!

02/07/2025

"Some days I am goddess.

Some days I am wild child,

Some days I am a fragile mess,

Most days I am a bit of all three.

But every day, I am here, trying."

~s.c lourie

Doubt very much if I would 

measure up for the goddess

portion of Lourie's poem, but

I find her words most inspiring.

Methinks we tend to forget

being cognizant and working

towards a goal counts for

something. Indeed they do;

they matter!

Sooooo, here's to our days of

seeking growth, trying our

hardest . . .

 - - -

S.C. Lourie is a poet, writer, 

artist, and journaling coach.

She is known for her work on

Butterflies and Pebbles and 

her book Goddess Women

Butterfly Human. Wikipedia

02/06/2025

"There is something inspiring

about those who don't want to

cause harm, who treat others

with gentleness, and who are

always expanding their 

perspective." ~Yung Pueblo

Just who I want to be when I

grow up . . .

02/05/2025

"The moment you let go 

is the moment everything 

aligns." ~The Universe

Good sound sentiment and

advice!

I began hearing about this

letting go business when 

I was in college. It felt a 

bit faddish, to tell the truth. 

Still, I believe it as become

something to strive for. It's

serious! It matters!

Alas, I don't seem to be one

very good at this letting go

business. Not that I harbor

or hang on! Don't even think

about this unless something

reminds me.

Not sure if this has to do with

my nature, my birth sign, the

way I was reared, or just what.

I'm never unkind, just wary.

Rather like that old adage, 'Do 

me once and it's your fault. Do

me twice and it's mine." or

some such.

Lots to think about and I am

trying . . .

02/04/2025

"Some hearts are suns

in graying skies

that rise

to warm the world."

~A. Shea

Somewhere 'twixt and

'tween hard winter days

and the loss of water for

over two weeks, I have

been much moved by

those family and friends

lending a helping hand.

I know it's easy to get

lost in the negativity of

whatever issue we each

have to deal with. So 

hope to rise above that

and spend more time in

all the good that came

about.

People lead such busy

lives! I haven't been

retired long enough to

have forgotten all the

rushing, doing, trying 

to keep up.

Hence my gratitude to

those who stepped out 

of their own busy box to

do for us and our needs.

May I never forget those

bright lights in my own 

dark nights!

So hope I can take my

turn by helping someone

else. 

02/03/2025

"When the well is dry, we'll

know the worth of water."

~Benjamin Franklin

I'm almost scared to say it.

We have water!!!

Woke up in the early hours

and heard water. What a

sound! Lovely, lovely sound!

We've been without water 

for 15 days. You'd actually

have to experience this to

understand it completely.

Trips to the store to buy

drinking water. Neighbors 

bringing water for all the

whatevers. Praise the gods

we were able to shower at

my son's.

Alas, low temps next week,

so we may be starting all

over again. We're off today

to buy heaters for under the

floor and in the well. 

Seems every winter my guy 

tries different things to keep 

this from happening. Might

just come from living in a

145 year old cabin!

For now, I'm surrounded by

the ambrosia of water. Ever

so grateful . . .

02/02/25 - Imbolc

"We celebrate the returning

of light, the hope of spring

coming back, life beginning

to stir once more within the

cold earth below. Imbolc,

a fire festival, is a welcome

reminder that this dark and

cold time will not last and

it will soon break." ~Ara

Sooooo love me my Imbolc! 

A halfway point 'twixt and 

'tween winter and spring. A

reminder that the dark time

is truly coming to an end.

No, I am not putting down

the dark time. I've come to

understand that it's a very

necessary interlude of rest.

Still . . .

I'm about half convinced 

that the sun peeks out a tad

earlier, that the day lasts a

bit longer.

For me, Imbolc signifies

Lady Brighid brings back

the light . . . most glorious

of gifts; make no mistake!

Happy Imbolc!

02/01/25 - Imbolc Eve, Brigid, Faughart - Feb 1, 525 AD

Today, we celebrate Brigid,

albeit goddess or saint.

The below quotes will help

to put you in the picture . . .

"Brigid, a pagan goddess

from pre-Christian Ireland

was associated with poetry,

healing, and fire." Wikipedia

"St. Brigid is the patroness

saint of Ireland. She was 

the abbess who founded the 

abbey of Kildare." Wikipedia

"In 1969, Brigid was one of

93 saints removed from the

universal calendar; her feast

day was officially revoked."

Wikipedia

What an amazing path she

walked. Particularly loved

in the Americas. today, we

honor her, albeit Pagan or

Catholic.  

Bless our beloved mother.

Celebrate her today, on the

morrow, each and every 

day.