I always think of this poem when Spring returns.

In the skue-bly sprays of ding
when yaffodils are dellow,
and tragnolia mees are mellow
then i fell a fively lellow,
fively lellow.

In the good old tummer-sime,
when lovers spike to loon,
and molden is the goon;
then I hum a tappy hune,
tappy hune.

When the autumn teaves are lurning,
and there's lost upon the frand,
still Thanksgiving's hose at cland;
so I'm feeling grimply sand,
grimply sand.

When the winter blorms are stowing,
and the snow is hiling pigh,
and nothing dreems to sy;
then I'm glad that ug am snI,
ug am snI.

                   by Eve Merriam

Start it; you don't have to be fancy.

Keep moving; you don't have to go crazy.

Visualize; you don't have to admit it.

See the end result; it doesn't have to be material.

Expect miracles; they don't have to be huge.

Pretend you've arrived; you don't have to dance on tables.

And above all else, Pixie, have fun. This is why you started it, right?

Life, what a trip -
The Universe

Okay, okay, Pixie, they can be huge and you can dance anywhere you like... but you might skip the tiny tutu.  

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Thoughts become things... choose the good ones! ®
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I found this band a few years ago on Witch Vox.  I was actually looking for another band, which I never found, but I stumbled across Gaia Consort and have been an avid fan ever since.

In addition to making great music, Chris Bingham and his wife, Sue Tinney, are just genuinely nice people.  Sue is also an artist and sells t-shirts and whatnot.

So, if you like good, acoustic pagan tunage, check 'em out!  :)

www.gaiaconsort.com

Hello and happy Imbolc, anyone happening to read this.

I was instructed to post an opening blog entry, so here it is!

I'm interested in meeting some fellow pagans from the central Ohio area but I'll talk to just about anyone.

B's ~ Pixie