In this parallel we dream on

Solstice came and went this shortest day, now longest night, and wDSCF0014e are still here.  The dread event deflected by concerted thought of certain minds with certain powers, and the world will never know the truth.

One Mayan Bactun ended and it did not bring the end of time nor life on earth, but for me it is the death of things as they are now.  I’m moving on to uncharted waters in 2013.

I’ve prepared this evening’s candles and writ a simple invocation, née petition, née spell, for prophetic dreams of the path that lies ahead for me.

I am one with the uni verse – See me.

Let me slip easily into the stream of time – Hear me.

Let me acknowledge my past, and accept my now – Help me.

Let me see in dream a little of my path ahead – Grant me.

That given time to contemplate, I may make better choices – Guide me.

As I give myself up to the I am and slip into dream. Protect me.

So mote it be.

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My kind of cookie

everyone ate sweets

I sipped Tia and Javamy cookie

my kind of cookie

The dinner was cleared away and the desert was served.  I tried, but could not.

I whispered to Marvin, our marvelous waiter and he brought me my desert.  The only real desert for me is not some overly sugared confection, but a crystal glass of amber ambrosia named Tia Maria with a steaming cup of black coffee chaser enhanced by stimulating conversations with an interesting group of people that I am so fortunate to work with.

What paths we walk

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as necessary as breath

to our existence

disorder reigned in

Thessalian witches rule

the moon order lives

Walking diverse paths

yesterday’s magic
oft becomes today’s magic
means to meet desire

polytheism’s
view that reality’s be
many and diverse

selves walk parallel
paths never knowing other
selves on other paths

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Can we start again, please

the sky was leaden

as I drove to get the childdark path

a long day ended

a longer night loomed

gravel crunching neath my wheels

tells me I’ve arrived

I hate that gravel

mine every shoe bears its marks

can we start again

please go back to the

begin and rewrite the tale

I hate this one’s end

Year’s end draws nigh

each day closes on
the waning year’s darkest night
yule logs wait for fire’s

flames to light the way
through darkest night to the sun’s
return to rule day

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Speak truth or die

the gauntlet’s thrown down
a dare on the perfect lawn
speak truth or die

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Poets are so driven to craft words that speak truth. The structure of haiku demands a certain distillation I find a challenge to my tendency toward verbosity.

Sometimes I’m wildly creative; sometimes I’m only mildly creative. I remind myself that no one hits home runs all the time, but you hit none if you don’t show up at the plate. Write on!

Abnormal Lavish Dangle- 3-word Wednesday

no abnormal want
a lavish dangle of gems
no thorned tiara

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Changes

unity keeps one’s
place that transition changes
ignoring buffers

Letting go of what I know, and treading unfamiliar territory gives me that nervous stomach. Somehow I feel more alive, when I can feel the fear and do it anyway.

I’m poised on a high precipice ready to take the dive into new terrain in 2013.

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Writing to the rain

Writing and watching the rain just outside my window. Looking forward to doing this full time early 2013. Can’t wait until every day is spent here in my aerie being creative. Retiring from the day job by March 30.desk 12

All kinds of good things happening. The art is coming along, photography projects shaping up. But my first love, writing is finally taking shape. It’s a new world out there now that books have gone digital, and self-published is no longer a dirty word.

A year of posting poetry on my Blog has given me a poetry book. Years of journaling and getting journal entries published has helped with my journaling e-book. They both need a bit more polishing before I launch next them. Then there are the 2 novels I wrote during NaNoWriMo.

I would never have gotten this far with out help from the gentleman who created what he calls an ebook creator that is so easy.

If not for the free trial, I would never have tried it. I’ve bought a lot of such things only to be disappointed at how complicated they are, but I bought the whole thing before my 7-day free trial was over.

I only post links of things I like and use. When I review a book I like, I post its link to Amazon. Well I like this software and I’m posting joined up to post as an affiliate. Thing is, you can try it for free and say no thanks or, like me, say oh yeah an buy it. This guy is very service oriented, too. He has answered every email with complete answers and free tutorials to to other useful tools. I say I post links, I do on my Blogspot Blog (it is a mirror of this one) as WordPress doesn’t allow affiliate links. If you’re interested visit me at ‘perlesink.blogspot.com’ 12/10/12 post.

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