The Sharp Knife of a Short Life…

Lo do I see my Beloved on this anniversary of her passing.
I feel her peace and contentment and know that she is at rest.
My heart still aches but it isn’t quite as sharp.
May we meet in the Hereafter and say and do all those things we meant to.

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“If I Die Young”

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in a river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

Uh oh, uh oh

Lord make me a rainbow, I’ll shine down on my mother
She’ll know I’m safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh,
And life ain’t always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain’t even grey, but she buries her baby

The sharp knife of a short life, oh well
I’ve had just enough time

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

The sharp knife of a short life, oh well
I’ve had just enough time

And I’ll be wearing white, when I come into your kingdom
I’m as green as the ring on my little cold finger,
I’ve never known the lovin’ of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holdin’ my hand,
There’s a boy here in town, says he’ll love me forever,
Who would have thought forever could be severed by…

…the sharp knife of a short life, oh well?
I’ve had just enough time

So put on your best, boys, and I’ll wear my pearls
What I never did is done

A penny for my thoughts, oh, no, I’ll sell ’em for a dollar
They’re worth so much more after I’m a goner
And maybe then you’ll hear the words I been singin’
Funny when you’re dead how people start listenin’

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

Uh oh (uh, oh)
The ballad of a dove (uh, oh)
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep ’em in your pocket
Save ’em for a time when you’re really gonna need ’em, oh

The sharp knife of a short life, oh well
I’ve had just enough time

So put on your best, boys, and I’ll wear my pearls.

Three Card Tarot Readings

Three Card Tarot Readings

I finally figured out how to set up a tarot reading listing properly on my Etsy shop!

Find the listing HERE.

$20
A single question, three card tarot reading. You will receive a digital file with photo’s of the cards pulled as well as a write up on the meaning of the cards in relation to your question. There will be a photo of the three cards in the order they are pulled as well as shots of each individual card. If you wish the have a physical copy of the write up and photo’s please let me know through a message as there will be a shipping fee. Otherwise I just need an email address to send the file to.

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The Ever Ruling

He came to.visit me a few nights ago. Manu…the Howler…Apollon…Poseidon. He’s given me many different faces this cycle, so many that I balk at using any of these names for Him. They all fit but they are all wrong. I shouldn’t be surprised by this as it seems to be a running theme for the both of Them. I dreamt the other night of travelling with a group of friends. We didn’t seem to have any destination in particular. There was a point in the dream where He and a high school friend of mine were sitting in front of me. I heard His voice say What is my name? I looked first at my friend and said his name then I looked to Him. He smiled at me and I was lost in the smooth confidence in His smile, the love and cockiness that radiated out from Him. I stuttered, not knowing what to call Him. He gave me a look as if to say Really? And I heard Him speak without moving His lips, Who am I? I still could not answer but hoped my inability to name Him due to His many Faces was understood. He shot me another knee melting and cocky smile and the name Eric filled my mind. Shortly after this it became apparent that He was married to a friend of mine whose last name is Tyre. His physical features bore a mere passing resemblance to the actual spouse of this friend and when she appeared in the dream it was to assure me I had nothing to feel guilty about in being His lover in the dream. This combined with the constant presence of dogs in my dreams for the last month (at least), has led me to believe that the guise of the Norse God Tyr is another avenue to wander down in search of information on this Husband of mine. Hence the sharing of the post on Tyr yesterday. I will be sharing more once I have time to hop on the laptop. Reblogging from my phone is a lesson in extreme frustration. I’m hoping now that I’ve finally had the chance to share this I’ll be able to sleep tonight, the subject and He have been poking at my brain since I dreamt it. It’s late and I’m tired so I apologize if this post is a bit confusing. It’s a hard subject to write on as it is.

Hail to my Husband, the Ever Ruling, the Wolf Binder, the Resolver of Conflicts no matter the cost. Hail my Love.

Given Name ERIC

GENDER: Masculine

USAGE: EnglishSwedishGermanSpanish

PRONOUNCED: ER-ik (English)   [key]

Meaning & History

From the Old Norse name Eiríkr, derived from theelements ei “ever, always” and ríkr “ruler”. A notable bearer was Eiríkr inn Rauda (Eric the Red in English), a 10th-century navigator and explorer who discovered Greenland. This was also the name of several early kings of Sweden, Denmark and Norway.

This common Norse name was first brought to England by Danish settlers during the Anglo-Saxon period. It was not popular in England in the Middle Ages, but it was revived in the 19th century, in part due to the children’s novel ‘Eric, or Little by Little’ (1858) by Frederic William Farrar.

Related Names

VARIANTS: AricErickErik (English),Erik (Swedish)ErichErik (German)

FEMININE FORMS: EricaErickaErika,Erykah (English)EricaErika (Swedish)

OTHER LANGUAGES: Eiríkr (Ancient Scandinavian),Èric (Catalan)Erik (Croatian)Erik (Czech)Erik,Jerrik (Danish)Erik (Dutch)EerikEerikkiEero,ErikErkki (Finnish)Éric (French),Erik (Hungarian)Eiríkur (Icelandic),Erikas (Lithuanian)Erik (Medieval Scandinavian),EirikErik (Norwegian)Eryk (Polish),Érico (Portuguese)Erik (Slovak)Erik (Slovene)

SAME SPELLING: ÉricÈric

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REBLOG – 31 Days of Devotion to Týr, Day 1: Basic Introduction to Deity — The Sovereign of Swords

Basic Introduction of Deity Many of you who subscribe to my blog are aware that I am spoused to Cernunnos – so perhaps some of you (like me!) are a bit surprised that I’m going to be dedicating this month of devotion to Týr . After all, I’ve only begun to work with Him since […]

via 31 Days of Devotion to Týr, Day 1: Basic Introduction to Deity — The Sovereign of Swords

Sharing for reasons I will eventually have enough brain function to write about. Pertains to a dream I had the other night. Hail the Wolf Binder.

Crom Cruach: The Dark God of the Burial Mound. — Unchaining The Titan. *Reblog*

Yeah…just gonna leave this here…

 

A better man than I has said elsewhere: “Crom is my god…Crom is the god I need because he is the opposite of the interventionist gods who care about the petty details of men’s lives. You don’t pray to him, because he probably won’t listen, and if he hears you, he probably won’t even pretend […]

via Crom Cruach: The Dark God of the Burial Mound. — Unchaining The Titan.

Mormon Things

So I finally got around to editing my About page to change my LDS status. I can no longer call myself a Mormon. I just…can’t. I can’t call myself that anymore. Not after all that has transpired in the past few months and all the things I’ve learnt if it’s current practices and history. It breaks my heart to leave, there has been crying about this. And I don’t cry easy. I’ve realized that the LDS folks I’ve met here in Southwestern British Columbia are EPICALLY more tolerant than pretty much ALL OTHER Mormon’s. Except for maybe the awesome folks I’ve seen here  Tumblr’s queerstake hashtag. So I wasn’t so much misled as exposed to a very rare occurrence. And just like I can’t be a Catholic for similar reasons, I can no longer be a Mormon. I cherish the friends I’ve made in my ward and #queerstake. But yeah. I can’t live a lie. I am still following the prompting of the Divine and I won’t let the higher ups in the church “take it from me”. My quad will sit lovingly on the shelf with the myriad of other scriptures from multiple faiths and I’m sure I will still pull it out from time to time. Short of an actual act of God or a schism within the church I don’t see it coming around any time soon, and just as I wouldn’t stay in an abusive relationship with a person or divinity, I won’t do it with the church either.