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Elemental Feelings

Posted on Apr 4th, 2007 by Cathey : Gaia's Own Cathey
Once upon a time, in an alternate reality, in a galaxy far, far away Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf fell in love and decided they could rewrite history.  Theirs was the kind of love that songs and poems are written about ... Romeo and Juliet had nothing on them!  .... literally ...

Because in the end, it was just that type of tragedy.  Fate was not kind to them, yet they persevered and when they had bested the worst the world could throw at them ... when they reached what should have been the happily ever after point in their story, the Wolf's demons rose again and he ate her ... just like the book said. 

But for a time, they touched the magick.  This poem is from that time.

By the Dawns Early Light

In Memory of my Magic Man
April 7, 1959 - Oct. 26, 2002


Elemental Feelings

You are the Sun ...
Bringing the dawn, lighting the sky
Shining bright and brave
Warm as the sunbeams dancing before my eyes
Hot like a flame licking my skin and
turning it to liquid fire wherever it touches me
Hot ... mmmm .... sexy

You are the Moon ...
Soft, hazy, subtle and mysterious
Knower and keeper of secrets
Lying in the shadows
Wearing the darkness as a cloak
Waiting ...
Listening ...
and understanding the silence

You are the Wind ...
A soft, gentle breeze that caresses my skin
and whispers your name in the treetops
Singing a  sweet, haunting tune
Gusting with bursts of enthusiasm
Roaring its fury in a hurricane of passion
Awesome and exciting
Making my heart race and my blood boil

You are a Mountain ...
A refuge, a tower of strength
Sheltering me from life's storms
Protecting me from harm
Strong and steady on the surface
With a treasure trove of crystalline jewels hidden in your heart
Enduring and immovable
You are the cornerstone of my world

You are the Rain ...
A shower of warm kisses sprinkling my body
Making me shiver at its touch
Its steady rhythm pounding, pulsing
Washing away the stench and filth of what humans call the "real world"
And leaving behind the feeling that everything is fresh, new,
and so very real
Flooding me with deep, unfathomable feelings
Bathing me in love

You are everything I ever wanted
... the light in my sky
... the wind in my sails
... the foundation on which I build my dreams
... the water that washes my soul

When I looked into your eyes
My resistance just died
And your love made me complete
Made me whole

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Rhymes and Reasons

Posted on Jan 29th, 2007 by Cathey : Gaia's Own Cathey
Melancholy Blues

Rhymes and Reasons
John Denver


So you speak to me of sadness and the coming of the winter,
the fear that is within you now that seems to never end,
and the dreams that have escaped you and the hope that you've forgotten
and you tell me that you need me now and you want to be my friend

and you wonder where we're going, where's the rhyme, where's the reason
and it's you who cannot accept it is here we must begin
to seek the wisdom of the children
and the graceful way of flowers in the wind.

For the children and the flowers are my sisters and my brothers,
their laughter and their loveliness can clear a cloudy day.
Like the music of the mountains and the colors of the rainbow
they're a promise of the future and the blessing for today.

Though the city starts to crumble and the towers fall around us
the sun is slowly fading and it's colder than the sea
it is written: From the desert to the mountains they shall lead us
by the hand and by the heart and they will comfort you and me.

In their innocence and trusting, they will teach us to be free.

For the children and the flowers for my sisters and my brothers,
their laughter and their loveliness can clear a cloudy day.
And the song that I am singing is a prayer for non-believers
come and stand beside us we can find a better way.

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Stop the Madness

Posted on Jan 28th, 2007 by Cathey : Gaia's Own Cathey


The Ants go Marching Two by Two

You may be wondering, as I’ve claimed such an aversion to politics, why that is the subject I’ve chosen to write about.  There are many reasons, some of which might seem unrelated, but the simplest and most obvious one is that we have a madman at the helm in this country, hell-bent on the destruction of all that I hold dear and I feel the need to do what I can to stop the madness.

The war, of course, is a central issue. One that grabs the attention of the American public and serves as a screen for some of his other nefarious activities.  His attacks on our environment, and on our personal freedoms as guaranteed by the Constitution, and on that document itself are equally abhorrent to me.  Also at issue is his total lack of regard to the plight of the poor, as witnessed by the aftermath of Katrina, his refusal to acknowledge Global Warming and the stifling of the science that proves it, and the millions of us that live without adequate health care.

Certainly there are other factors to consider, but these are the issues that affect my own personal life on a day to day basis, as well as long term, and spur me to action.  I cannot just ignore them and go about the business of living my life, waiting for the next guy to come along and fix it … it’s happening NOW, we can’t afford to wait.

Our political system has it flaws to be sure … the two party system for instance.  In a word, it sucks.  How lame is it to think that every idea, every issue, can be summed up and contained in only two ideologies?  We are encouraged to vote for a party rather than a sane, rational individual with a personal vision.  Those individuals end up compromising their vision, and their principles, for the backing of the party.  They talk much but actually say nothing (God forbid someone actually take a stand!) and what we end up with is a choice between bad and worse.  There has to be a better way.

And then there’s the electoral collage … PLEASE!  C’mon really, do our votes count or not?  No matter how many times it’s been explained to me, I just don’t see any good reason for it.  And I’m not even going to get into the whole Diebold voting machine mess right now.

But even with all it’s inherent problems, most of the time the system works the way it is intended … the candidate that convinces the most people that his way is the best way wins.  Majority rules.

However, there is one problem remaining that threatens to undermine the whole system.  In order for the system to work properly the way it is set up, it requires the participation of the majority, if not all of it’s citizens.  And in that department, we are sadly lacking.   That is how the corrupt get into office, that’s how they stay there, and that’s why the majority of Americans feel powerless to do anything about the things our government does.

“Aw, what difference does it make who is elected … they’re all crooks and liars if you ask me.”

“I don’t know enough about what’s going on.  I don’t watch the news, it’s all bad, it’s too depressing.”

“Who has time?  I have too much going on in my own life  to worry about all that.”

“I’m just one person, I can’t change anything … besides, my vote doesn’t count anyway.”


Yep, I’m guilty.  Been there, said that … and you know what?  It’s true … just as long as you sit there on your tush and believe it.  Your vote doesn’t count if you can’t be bothered to go to the polls and make it.  Your opinion can’t be counted if you don’t express it.  That’s how the village idiot commandeered the White House to begin with.  More of us didn’t vote than those who did.  We are the ones responsible for the mess we’re in, and it’s up to us to do something about it.

If the last six years have shown you anything at all, you should definitely realize by now that WHO wins any given election matters.  Yes, watching the news is depressing, but the TV is hardly our only source of news (thank God!) and is probably the least reliable.   Print media isn’t much more upbeat, but is perhaps a bit less graphic.  In either case denial does nothing to make things any better, and neither can we if we are not informed about what is happening. 

Don’t have time?  Hmm … I’ll bet you can find time to complain about the current state of affairs.  And do you really think that you can’t change anything?  You are only powerless because you have given your power away.  Take it back.  You can change you, I can change me, and when we stand up together and DO something, rather than sit around and gripe, WE can change the world.  There’s power in numbers.

Our constitution guarantees our right to vote.  It is a privilege, but even more than that, it is our duty, our responsibility.

We have almost two years until the next election.  Inform yourself now, and when the time comes vote accordingly.  You owe that to the world … you owe that to yourself.
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Tomorrow begins today

Posted on Jan 24th, 2007 by Cathey : Gaia's Own Cathey
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Tomorrow begins Today.

That’s a rather profound statement for a campaign slogan.  For one thing, it’s true, and for another it indicates a lot more depth than I typically associate with anyone in the political arena.  I’m hoping that the man using it is authentic.  I like his vibe … and his priorities … it remains to be seen if he walks his talk, and you can be sure I will be watching to see.

I should perhaps explain, to those who haven’t seen my profile, that I detest politics.  I would much rather ignore our government all together, and leave all that to people who know more, and understand such things and are into that whole scene, and just go about my living my life … like most people I know.  Problem is our government does not work that way.  If you don’t believe that, I suggest you take a good hard look around yourself … this REALLY isn’t working.

The first problem with that attitude is that, for the most part, the people that “are into that whole scene”, are not generally wiser or more knowledgeable than you or I about the issues.   In fact, to many … if not most … of the people that are drawn to politics as a career “the issues” are not the issue at all, but merely stepping stones to be twisted and used for what they are really after … power.  

And what has allowed these snake oil salesmen to take control over the issues that define OUR lives?  We have … with our apathy, with our willful ignorance, and our refusal to take responsibility for what is done in our name.

I’ve taken that long hard look around me and I have a lot to say about this subject, but for now I’d like to leave you with one thought.  Together we CAN change our world … our government … it begins with us.

Tomorrow begins today

Btw .. “The man” I referred to is John Edwards.  You can check out his website if you like at  http://johnedwards.com

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Now is the time

Posted on Jan 24th, 2007 by Cathey : Gaia's Own Cathey
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It’s time.

What time is that you say?

It’s time to get real with my blog.  I have things to say, to share, and I have been quiet for far too long.  Reflection and contemplation are all well and good, even necessary from time to time.  But  what is it that makes a writer a writer?  Yep, that’s it … they write.  Why?  Because they have to … because something inside of them won’t let them live in peace until they put words into some kind of finite form and commit them to history … even if no one else ever reads them.

Looking back over my life, I realize I’ve always “wrote” although until relatively recently it wasn’t something I did for an audience, or even thought about as “writing” in that sense.  I kept diaries, wrote songs, Astrology and Tarot readings, research, and of course letters (which some have claimed were books in their own right).  But those were things I just did for myself, or to give a specific person particular information.  Then came the poems.

I have been blessed (or cursed, depending on how you look at it) with intense feelings.  Everything I feel, I feel in the extreme.  I love it, or I can’t stand it … but I don’t sit on the fence.  I don’t know HOW to feel anything “a little bit”.   When I write a poem, it’s usually my way of coming to terms with a feeling that defies words.  A feeling that is so … big … so intense … that mere words couldn’t possibly begin to do it justice. 

How do you express something so primal?  Well physically, of course.  I am a doer, not a talker.  Talk is cheap.  Words are only as real as the person speaking them.  I know, I’ve been played false by the best.  I want to know if you walk your talk.  If you want to impress me it’s going to take more than pretty speeches, you’re going to have to SHOW ME.

For me, feelings have always been something that showed.  When I’m happy everybody knows it.  “Are you mad” is not a question that I ever hear, unless it’s someone that doesn’t know me well and is qualified with an “at me” at the end LOL.   And as far as I’m concerned “love” is  a verb … not a noun.

There came a time in my life when I was separated from someone who meant the world to me for 5 long years.  I had to learn to express what I felt using only words … or lose the magic.  That’s when I started writing poems, trying to find the words to “fit the feel”.   Then again later, when it all went bad. 

I never really thought about anyone else being interested in any of the things I wrote until an internet friend asked to see some of my poems, and when she had read them, then insisted I post them on an internet site we belonged to.  The reaction to them took me by surprise.

The internal struggle that I thought was so personal and unique seemed to hit a chord that resonated with a lot of people.  Not only was “I” understood, my words reached out and touched others in their own realities.  That was so empowering, and I found, to my surprise, that I really enjoyed that feeling.

And so I write.  I still am not sure what form this blog will take, but I expect that you might find anything here.  From personal history to politics, from environmental issues to movie reviews, money, spirit, photography, diet, and the occasional poem, anything is possible.

A hermit’s life has suited me for quite awhile now, but it’s time to come out of my cave.  I’m going to change my life, you are welcome to come along for the ride.


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Thanksgiving Blessings

Posted on Nov 23rd, 2006 by Cathey : Gaia's Own Cathey
Thanksgiving
My wish for each and every one of you is that those things for which you are thankful for outshine those things for which you are not ...

this day
and every day
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Conversations with God

Posted on Sep 3rd, 2006 by Cathey : Gaia's Own Cathey
I've been kind of "stuck" about what to blog about myself, but I  found this short story in a blog by a brand new Zaadzster and wanted to share it. 

Dan's Blog


I think most of us have pondered from time to time what we would say if given the opportunity to have a conversation with God ... Goddess ... Source ... or whatever name you know our Creator by, I know I certainly have.  Dan's version of this was funny and interesting, and it's really got me thinking. 

Do yourself a favor and check it out


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One isn't the lonliest number after all

Posted on Jul 24th, 2006 by Cathey : Gaia's Own Cathey

 

Twilight is a magickal time
a time outside of time
belonging neither to the day or the night

Should you be so inspired as to venture out to absorb it, beware ...
in the dog days of summer Mosquito reigns supreme
This is HIS time ... uh, suppertime ...
he will share domain, but only for a price
(now there's a being who could really use a bit of spiritual enlightenment, if you ask me)

The humans wind down now and turn off their noisemakers
as the jarring of your senses eases
you can feel the peace of the night descending

Still your mind, breathe it in, and feel it spread
from your lungs ... through your blood ... to your muscles
Let it crash over you like an ocean wave
and wash away the day's pain
relax ... as the peace fills your senses the tension is pushed out

As you listen to the silence you become aware
that is isn't silent at all
it seems all Gaia's children are singing her song
Thousands of voices ... in perfect harmony
indeed, a heavenly choir
making sweet music that strikes a chord deep within
just out of the range of your consciousness
caressing your soul
as the one note is intoned

Flow with it a bit
and let it waken your awareness
This is the language you were born with
You know this song ...
all of creation knows this song
Our hearts beat its rhythm
the oceans tides keep its time
It is the song of Gaia
It is the song of one

youaremeand Iamheand heissheand we ... are ... all ... one

be the peace
feel the love
one

(Just thought I'd share my evenings musings with y'all)

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Enter the Crone

Posted on Jul 23rd, 2006 by Cathey : Gaia's Own Cathey

 

I feel as though I am embarking on a great adventure.  I feel the excitement, the spark of Adrenalin that comes from not knowing what's around the bend.  At the same time I have a feeling of peace and security, and the familiarity of coming home.  

I wish I had the words to tell you how "right" it feels to be here.  Fated comes to mind ... and that should scare me after the last few events that felt "fated" in my life.  They were transformative experiences, and though I know that I have learned much and come far, they sure didn't feel like a "good" thing while I was in the midst of them.  Oddly enough, I am not at all frightened but feel drawn here, like a bee to a flower ... or a moth to a flame.  

Our world is changing, whether we want it to or not, and personally I don't like the way things have been heading.  If you are going to change the world here, I want to be part of it!  

I am a child of the Earth "Gaia's Own".  I do not believe in "coincidence".  My way has not been easy, yet I know I have fashioned the events in my life in such a way as to bring me to where I am right now.  I'm happy that my path has led the way here to others that feel the connectedness of all things, who are aware of, and are consciously experimenting with their ability to create their own reality.  Kindred Spirits.  

The last couple of months have been a time of changes for me (quite literally I think).  Changes that I felt coming for months although I've been much more clear on the timing than on the nature of the changes.  Normally, I am typically Taurus enough to be highly resistant to change, however the Pluto rising on the horizon at my birth calling for transformation seems to have won this battle and I feel ready ... it is time.  

I'm not at all sure how this blog will progress, I'm totally new to blogging.  I've seen a few from time to time through various links but have never read one regularly.  I've had the urge from time to time but could never decide what to write about.   I feel compelled to start this though, so here I am.

I'm also totally new to Zaads, found my way through a link the other day.  I just wanted to take this opportunity to  introduce myself and say hello.  I've had a chance to look around a bit and I love what I've seen so far.  I'm looking forward to "meeting" and "talking" to all of you.

Peace,
Cathey
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