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Friday, February 03, 2006

What Tarot Card are You?

You Are The Empress

You represent the ideal female figure: beauty and nurturing.
You bring security and harmony to many.
At times, you are also a very sensual person.
You are characterized by love, pleasure, and desire.

Your fortune:

You need to take some time to think about the role of commitment in your life.
It's possible you need to commit more to others, or deal with how others have treated you.
It is very important for you to support your friends and family right now, difficult as it may be.
You may need to look at your relationship with your mother, or your relationships as a mother.

The Accomplices

Ginger Bean is getting so plump and when I looked at the date we were cat burglared I’m sure she’s due to have her kittens very soon, it’s so exciting anticipating what they will look like and what colour they will be.


Geoff seems to be the prime candidate to be Papa but there’s no way of telling currently there are three feral tom cats camped outside our back door Busta, Geoff and Beaux. We think Beaux is the son of Busta because they look so similar.


We took some pictures this week so here are the three Alpha Tom cats in my neighbourhood. I don’t think the pictures really do justice to their full muscle bound glory, they really are large, powerful cats.

CoCo is pregnant too, she loves kittens and will look after any of the other cats kitten she is a lovely mid wife too jumping into the basket and grooming Mama to calm her. Each cat seems to have three or four babies each time so life does not become too chaotic once the kittens start running around.

Tomkins one of our previous kittens



Baa Baa Black Sheep

TIGER, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

The Tiger
William Blake. 1757–1827

Thursday, February 02, 2006

Thors Day

Thor and the Giants by W.E. Winge, 1890

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

If not now, when?

“If not now, when? If not me, who? To walk the path of the heart is a great honor. Every human has the choice to walk this path, but very few will decide to make it. Why? Well, because you can't act and behave like everyone else behaves. You must be the person who will learn to look within. You must be the person who will be fully accountable for yourself. You must be the person who prays and meditates. You must be the person who will sacrifice. You must decide to be a Peaceful Warrior. What will you decide today?”

~ Don Coyhis, MOHAWK

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Free Will

The snowdrops have been seen,
The land will soon return to green:
Our winter freeze will blow by,
The sun rises higher in the sky.
We bless the walkers on the path
With light and love they're free to laugh!
Freedom on the paths we all walk
Free will, to learn, laugh and talk:
Let none blinker or cause them pain:
Teach them wrong: or cause shame
Our souls can never be bought or sold.
The paths we walk are free and bold
To your own heart you must be true
Let no other decide your way for you.
If you feel lost and all alone
In your pocket carry a stone
Let the universe into your life
Put away mundane strife
Our Mother will guide and bless you
Our Father as well, he loves you so
We all learn as we go along
To be true and to be strong
So sweetheart be true to yourself
No more than that, but never less.

Monday, January 30, 2006

Fare Thee Well

O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly played in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry:
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.
And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.
By Robert Burns

Sunday, January 29, 2006

Chocolate Deities