Autumn reminds me of home more than any other season...a pot of beans baking in the ground, the leaves turning, the nip in the air of impending winter...raking leaves with dad and my sisters, then all of us jumping in them...apple cider, fires in the fireplace, maple candy...the ocean, grey and cold, as the waves whip into the rocks on the Atlantic coast, alone on the beach with my thoughts.
I remember when my dad started to get a bald spot (which, at 75 is still all he has of one) that he complained of it growing instead in his ears, nose...but not on his head.
I haven't heard him complain lately of the lack of it on his head...but he still complains about the nose and ear hair!
Thank you, Indy...I miss him a lot and that brought me a laugh. (he just lives back home in NH, and I'm here)
Another time I can think of that I listened to that voice/guidance within was the first time I did energy healing. It wasn't even something I'd ever heard of, or knew could be done, but I had a friend who had injured his back and was in pain, and I listened to what I was being guided from within to do to heal him...and it worked. I followed that many times in healing, and it is still what I seek to find the source and best method to heal others.
I have listened to the voice within many times, and let it be my guide. The wisdom of the spirit is becoming a familiar voice now...one I let guide my fingers on here at times, rather than thinking beyond proofreading my final copy.
I do have a concrete case for you, though. I was helping with a "lock-in" for teens in a local church, and wanted to have my old sensei come do a demonstration and lesson for the teens, but hadn't contacted him in advance since I was busy with work and school. (This was about 10 years ago.) As I lay down for a nap, I heard a voice tell me to call him, that he would come. I ignored it...this was the day before the lock-in. So, the voice spoke again...a little louder. Again, I ignored it. Well, the third time when that voice yelled...I called my old sensei, apologized for the short notice, and found that he would love to do it, and had no plans for that night...so, it worked out. I'm really glad I did now, too, because I can't find him listed anywhere so I haven't seen him since then.
Since I believe that the voice I heard was actually a voice within, this counts to me.
Yeah...I got one of those from a 20 yr old in VA...sent me one that I ignored, then the other night I got another from him asking me for a response, he was "desperate"...
I wrote back saying he was too young, too distant...but thanks for the compliment, I think...not sure about the "desperate" part being one, though. (Yes, I put that in my response...wtf do I care? I'll never meet him!)
All I can say is that this whole thing is a shame, and I hope that the people who could have helped and didn't don't have another restful night in their lives. I also hope that they learn from this and don't ever repeat their mistake.
If good comes out of it, then that little life wasn't a total waste.
I have dated a couple of guys that I met on here in my general area...neither one worked out for long.
As to the forums, this is where I hang out with the friends I've made, and make new ones...of both genders and all ages. However, there have been some marriages that have come out of forums, so happy endings do happen here. Others have met their love on CS, but not in the forums. I know of several success stories from here, and it's been wonderful to see that it can work.
Oh...and yes, some women do like bikers. I have many friends who would fall into that category, and I would date one.
You're a sweetheart. I have done this kind of thing too when working retail...worked that day so others could be with their families, and celebrated mine on another day.
That was more like the BP I've seen on here. I do know that I've not seen it all for years like some of you, but I have seen quite a bit in the few months I have been on here...and the rock slinging goes both ways.
This was an enjoyable thread for the most part with all of the information that I obtained of an historical nature...but now I'll leave you all to your fun. Apparently by your later posts, this is what you wanted Trish, and now you have it. Enjoy your battle of the religion/non-religion sects. That I want no part in...it's not my cup of tea.
You know, BP, I admire you in many ways, but I do not admire this post of yours. It's beneath you. She doesn't have to accede to any belief system...she has a right to her points of view and posting of knowledge as much as you do. And I have not seen anyone on here who has earned the term of "blank slated mind following her about like a leashed pet"...or do you believe that because that somebody agrees with her and not you and Christianity?
Have a lot of fun, then...and yes, you should show them off if you want to. I personally hate wearing skirts now, but I used to love wearing my black leather mini skirt back in the day.
I seem to recall that those stone thingys were already in place when the Celts arrived in Britain and Ireland centuries ago...and that nobody knows for sure the origin of them, but that they appeared to be put in place as a solar calendar device of some kind. Current speculation is on the survivors of Atlantis for their placement.
Yes, the solstices and equinoxes are listed on calendars, as are the phases of the moon. That has nothing to do with organizing the religion...though one can buy special calendars and datebooks printed especially to provide the Sabbats. We might have many followers of the same holy days, but it's still not an organized religion.
And yes...I know that you were using "organized" in a rather different way, and in that sense it can be...I do use a "Seasons of the Witch" Datebook to organize my life and keep track of birthdays and such.
RE: Autumn
Autumn reminds me of home more than any other season...a pot of beans baking in the ground, the leaves turning, the nip in the air of impending winter...raking leaves with dad and my sisters, then all of us jumping in them...apple cider, fires in the fireplace, maple candy...the ocean, grey and cold, as the waves whip into the rocks on the Atlantic coast, alone on the beach with my thoughts.