<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461</id><updated>2011-08-05T11:11:22.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FaerySpiritMuse</title><subtitle type='html'>Enter: Another World

mystical world

magical world

otherworld

paranormal world

supernatural world

parallel world...

COME JOIN ME!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-113659025287585361</id><published>2006-01-06T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T15:32:16.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/FaerySpiritMuse"&gt;FaerySpiritMuse myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-113659025287585361?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/113659025287585361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=113659025287585361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113659025287585361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113659025287585361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2006/01/faeryspiritmuse-myspace.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-113532642573953423</id><published>2005-12-23T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:27:38.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is such a beautiful blog, I love the layout and the feel of it. But hard to keep up with and I think it doesn't receive as much attention as my myspace blog. I'm debating whether I should shut these blogs down and stick with myspace, spares confusion and less time to keep up on. Anyone have any thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-113532642573953423?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/113532642573953423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=113532642573953423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113532642573953423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113532642573953423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-such-beautiful-blog-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-113479324422615574</id><published>2005-12-16T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T20:20:44.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a TEACHER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I am FINALLY finished.  I can't believe college is over, Student Teaching is over and I'm officially an Elementary School Teacher!!! I am overwhelmed with emotions, bittersweet ones.  I am going to miss my class so much!  *sighs* But I am planning on subbing in the school until I get a teaching position, so the kids know they will see me in the hallway, but it's definitely not the same.  Tomorrow is graduation, but I won't be walking.  I'll be hanging out with my friends though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have been observing 1st-4th grade this week in the morning to get a feel for each grade.  This morning my teacher said it would be a good thing to go observe PreK now, so I went down there.  I thought it was a little strange, considering it isn't part of elementary school, but never pass up the chance to be with my favorite age.  I miss PreK so much and I think eventually I will get my P-3 Early Childhood cert.  The kids don't come in until 9 so I was considering going back to my room until then, but PreK teacher said, "Oh, actually if you can cut out these stockings for me, that would be great." So I did.  Well, when I went back to my classroom my coop. gave me the heads up that the kids are throwing me a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One little girl, my chatty one, gave me a bouquet of carnations.  I was given a few cards and gifts by some of the kids.  The kids were being sneaky, they were whispering and giggling and kept looking over at me.  I acted very curious.  They got napkins out, but didn't get their snacks, so I acted confused as to why they weren't getting snack.  They kept the secret right up til the last minute, and at that time I pretended I hadn't heard it.  We had cupcakes and fruit punch.  They had made a class book of pictures they drew with sentences about/to me.  The class also gave me a Barnes and Nobles gift certificate for my "congraduation," as they called my graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I made little personalized Winter coloring books for them and a treat bag with crayons, a holiday pencil and stickers.  They worked on the coloring book after math and at the end of the day I gave them the bags to take home. They seemed to like them.  They all gave me great big hugs.  A few told me they loved me and they all said they would miss me and because I'm "So fun to teach." My one little girl who is very attached to me, her mom told me last week that all her daughter does it talk about me and it will be hard when I leave, she gave me an extra long hug.  When they were dismissed she was holding her mom's hand looking at me. I looked back at her and she turned away and her mom whispered "She was crying lastnight because she doesn't want you to leave." AWWWWW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I enjoyed 1st and 2nd grade, but I still love Kindergarten over the rest, and PreK.  So now, I submit the paper work, and wait for the state to send me my license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I still cannot believe it!  I think it will take awhile for reality to sink in. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-113479324422615574?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/113479324422615574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=113479324422615574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113479324422615574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113479324422615574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-teacher-i-cant-believe-i-am-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-113271952251561491</id><published>2005-11-22T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T20:18:42.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st Job Application&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just applied for my first Teaching job!  There is a kindergarten position open a few towns away.  It is open due to a leave of absence, which means the job starts Jan. 1st.  I'm hoping the position isn't filled yet and that I can get an interview.  It would be awesome to get a job right out of Student Teaching, in Kindergarten!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-113271952251561491?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/113271952251561491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=113271952251561491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113271952251561491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113271952251561491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/11/1st-job-application-well-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-113262688583901842</id><published>2005-11-21T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T18:34:45.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another New SpiritStory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story I was writing has been put on hold.  I have now begun writing a new one.  This one is inspired by experience, family members and by people I have watched who devote their lives to animals.  This is a sensitive subject and I am finding this one emotionally difficult to write.  But I think in the end it might touch some hearts.  In any case, this story will lead to the &lt;a href="http://rainbowbridge.com/"&gt;Rainbow Bridge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-113262688583901842?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/113262688583901842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=113262688583901842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113262688583901842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113262688583901842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/11/another-new-spiritstory-story-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-113209867885973265</id><published>2005-11-15T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T15:56:19.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trickster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;~Trickster~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;By: FaerySpiritMuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Trickster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;you mesmerize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;and tantalize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;my senses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I lust for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;in the dark hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;my body aching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;for your magic touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;a whirlwind of energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;sweeping me off my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;never knowing when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I will come back down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Coyote grin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;free spirited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;lover,fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Raven eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;far seeing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;all knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Fox spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;energized, virile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;pulsing with life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;amusing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;confusing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;adept in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;art of losing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;forcing your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ways upon me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;break through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;my walls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;tear down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;outworn thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;catalyst to growth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;mirroring my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;release&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;11/14/05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah the trickster has been showing up in my life in the guise of different people-mostly the male variety. He entices, but he also confuses. He doesn't mean to turn your world upside down, it's his medicine. He doesn't do it for harm, he is a great teacher. Lighten up! Mind, the trickster may also be female, like the Kitsune of Japan, the fox shapeshifting women. They mirror us, often forcing us to face realizations and truths about ourselves, often uncomfortable. Showing our shadow side, I suppose the ID to our egoes. I have been dancing with trickster lately and he has turned my life topsy-turvy, but I have learned from him. I am hoping now that the lesson is learned and I have let go, that he will find someone else to dance with. He demands so much energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crystalinks.com/trickster.html"&gt;Info on Trickster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coyotemadonna.com/coyotemadonna/index.htm"&gt;Coyote Madonna&lt;/a&gt;  an awesome on-line magazine devoted to the Trickster and art and the art of words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, fantasy artist &lt;a href="http://www.shadowscapes.com/"&gt;Stephanie Pui-Mun Law&lt;/a&gt; has incredible Kitsune art, along with mythology and mystical art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-113209867885973265?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/113209867885973265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=113209867885973265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113209867885973265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113209867885973265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/11/trickster-trickster-by-faeryspiritmuse.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-113200754336643849</id><published>2005-11-14T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T14:44:39.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;"The opposite of war isn't peace, it's creation!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;SICK AGAIN!!! *Sigh* Those li'l munchkins keep getting me sick.  But I have two things to look forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;4 more days until &lt;a href="http://harrypotter.warnerbros.com/index.html"&gt;HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; (my favoritest book of the series) is out in theaters!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;and next week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;9 more days until &lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/rent/"&gt;RENT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;, one of my most favorite musicals is out in theaters!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;"The opposite of war isn't peace, it's creation"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I haven't been this excited about movies coming out in theater probably since LOTR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;My sister better have some time so we can go see RENT together. We saw it on Broadway with our chorus class in HS and is probably one of our favorites. We couldn't stop crying. We sing the songs all the time. We always joke saying that she would be Maureen simply because guys AND girls are always hitting on her. *shakes head* I don't have that problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-113200754336643849?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/113200754336643849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=113200754336643849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113200754336643849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113200754336643849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/11/opposite-of-war-isnt-peace-its.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-113143179750499454</id><published>2005-11-07T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T22:47:59.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nostalgia~&lt;br /&gt;11/8/05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Go away, Nostalgia&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are not wanted here&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh Friend of mine who&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Puts the longing&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In my heart&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Take a hike&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And leave me be&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Keeps those memories&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Locked up for&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Another time&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I have the energy&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To take them out&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Of the little box&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That holds&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Such precious&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Moments&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Another time&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Another place&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Another song&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Another half&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Familiar face&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stay hidden&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the dark&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Attic of my mind&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One day I’ll be ready&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;to clear those cobwebs&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;of days gone by&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;entangled in todays&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;and dust off the shelf&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;and embrace tomorrows.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:date year="2005" day="8" month="11"&gt;~~~~&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/23061689/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probable Future&lt;/a&gt; done by the same artist as Unwavering&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-113143179750499454?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-113134209924945629</id><published>2005-11-06T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T21:43:11.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Unwavering: Inspired by-&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/15821124/"&gt;Unwritten Tale: ThisYear'sGirl's art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Unwavering&lt;br /&gt;10/29/05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stood&lt;br /&gt;her gaze fixed&lt;br /&gt;on the horizon&lt;br /&gt;the dark, dank&lt;br /&gt;marsh seeming like&lt;br /&gt;it would claim her&lt;br /&gt;thunderclouds rolling in&lt;br /&gt;her pledge unwavering&lt;br /&gt;he had requested she&lt;br /&gt;meet him out there&lt;br /&gt;secluded and an unlikely&lt;br /&gt;place for the others&lt;br /&gt;to look for her&lt;br /&gt;she took ironic comfort&lt;br /&gt;from the crane at her side&lt;br /&gt;a symbol of her previous lives&lt;br /&gt;a karmic debt&lt;br /&gt;she needed to repay&lt;br /&gt;once the task was complete&lt;br /&gt;she could forget the past&lt;br /&gt;and continue on with this life&lt;br /&gt;but until then, she was&lt;br /&gt;trapped by circumstance&lt;br /&gt;how much longer&lt;br /&gt;would she have to bear&lt;br /&gt;the pain?&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't coming&lt;br /&gt;she knew that in&lt;br /&gt;her grieving heart&lt;br /&gt;and yet she&lt;br /&gt;continued to wait&lt;br /&gt;ever vigilent&lt;br /&gt;searching for a sign&lt;br /&gt;of his return&lt;br /&gt;an empty yearning.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-113134209924945629?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/113134209924945629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-113081272951284964</id><published>2005-10-31T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T18:38:49.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gypsy and Raven: It's In The Cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is complete and up at literotica.  I started one for my friend, about a vampire (of course) and a girl in a wheel chair.  It was three pages and then I handed it over for her to continue.  She said she'd rather me continue it for her, but it's my gift to her and I know she will turn it into an amazing story! I won't post the link here because it is X-rated and I know there are younger people that come here.  If you'd like the link to read the new story, or any of my previous erotica pieces, leave me a note or e-mail me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-113081272951284964?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/113081272951284964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=113081272951284964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113081272951284964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113081272951284964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/10/gypsy-and-raven-its-in-cards-story-is.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-113010727906388349</id><published>2005-10-23T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T15:43:45.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;*SIGH* I'm so sick of my body ruling me and my life.  Let's see how this week goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-113010727906388349?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/113010727906388349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=113010727906388349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113010727906388349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/113010727906388349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/10/sigh-im-so-sick-of-my-body-ruling-me.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-113004130019544130</id><published>2005-10-22T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T21:21:42.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fading again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fading again&lt;br /&gt;into the recesses&lt;br /&gt;of an escapist mind&lt;br /&gt;fatigue seizes&lt;br /&gt;and pain blinds&lt;br /&gt;another mountain&lt;br /&gt;to try to climb&lt;br /&gt;for what&lt;br /&gt;to have security&lt;br /&gt;and benefits&lt;br /&gt;and try for a&lt;br /&gt;"normal" life?&lt;br /&gt;It's a joke&lt;br /&gt;and i'm a freak&lt;br /&gt;and my path leads me&lt;br /&gt;away from public pride&lt;br /&gt;my destiny lies&lt;br /&gt;with the otherside&lt;br /&gt;relentless&lt;br /&gt;and demanding&lt;br /&gt;no peace in sight&lt;br /&gt;spirits gather&lt;br /&gt;and entities&lt;br /&gt;require&lt;br /&gt;my time&lt;br /&gt;stories to&lt;br /&gt;be written&lt;br /&gt;and released&lt;br /&gt;to the light&lt;br /&gt;my soul is weary&lt;br /&gt;and patience tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/23/05&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-113004130019544130?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/113004130019544130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=113004130019544130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112986822342979747?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112986822342979747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112986822342979747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112986822342979747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112986822342979747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-is-done.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112977703025487983</id><published>2005-10-19T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T20:00:59.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm perhaps a taste of the story to whet the appetite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Arden&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; had been watching the girl from an oak branch a few feet away.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She intrigued him and he desired her for his own.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She was a strong sorceress, although she was only beginning to learn her powers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He thought he might be able to help her hone her skills.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He had timed things perfectly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Her tarot cards fell out of the bag, just as he made his way toward the exotic bloom.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He towered over her.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A shadow fell over Leona, blocking the sun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She looked up, clutching the Devil card in her hand.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She gasped seeing the man before her.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He had cropped black hair and intense turquoise eyes, or were they simply reflecting her jewelry?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She searched around for Raul, trying to mentally grab his attention, but he was nowhere to be seen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The man bent down and helped her pick up the cards.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He handed them to her and as his hands touched hers the hair on her skin prickled up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She leaped away from him.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Thank you.” She said, but he grabbed her hand before she could stand up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She felt dizzy with the touch and sat down where she was.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Still, his hands held hers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He looked over their hands and spotted the Devil card.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What does that card mean?” His voice was smooth and had a deep timbre to it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was like music to her ears.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“The Devil.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Am I?” He mused, asking her playfully. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It means ambition, wild abandon, and excess.” She answered.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Temptation, seduction, danger, control.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The man finished.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Reversed it means confronting fears, overcoming.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Leona continued, trying to concentrate on the meaning of the card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Control.” He said, running his fingers up her dark arm.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She took a deep breath.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No, freedom from bondage, releasing of the chains that bind.” She finished.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I see, and was the card right side up or reversed?” He inquired. His eyes penetrating her shield.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It landed sideways.” She said weakly. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“If you had to pick?” She felt a tingling at the back her head which always served as a warning for her.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She grabbed the card and stood up, moving away from him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112977703025487983?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112977703025487983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112977703025487983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112977703025487983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112977703025487983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmm-perhaps-taste-of-story-to-whet.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112977654125664630</id><published>2005-10-19T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T19:49:01.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new SpiritStory in the works.  I am also working on a new erotica story as well, a fantasy.  It's a continuation of my last one with the shapeshifting lion goddess.  This one features tarot, a shapeshifting raven and a gypsy artist who is truly much more than she seems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112977654125664630?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112977654125664630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112977654125664630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112977654125664630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112977654125664630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112934236285701301</id><published>2005-10-14T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T19:12:42.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the first moment I've gotten to sit down and relax all week. I had my second observation by my supervisor today.  Things went well. I thought I'd have time to write this week, but lesson plans and furbaby-sitting and cleaning consumed my time. But my parents are coming back in the wee hours of the morning.  I have successfully improved upon my lesson and it's fall and my favorite day is just around the corner.  I am trying to go with the flow and not get frustrated, but with this body it's sometimes hard to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had the house to myself and have been blasting my music and concerts/movies on surround sound and loved it!  I am now totally immersed in HBO's ROME-can't wait for next week.  My dad started watching it from the beginning and I finally had time to read the past episodes and get caught up.  I don't like Sopranos and Dead Wood just didn't hold my interest, but ROME mhmm good stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112934236285701301?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112934236285701301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112934236285701301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112934236285701301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112934236285701301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-first-moment-ive-gotten-to-sit.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112865645492617197</id><published>2005-10-06T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T20:48:20.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Disheartened. I've already vented to more than enough people about this. But I feel like I'm living a double life. Many other occupations wouldn't be as highly scrutinized and held to such high standards as teachers, esp. public school teachers. Other occupations wouldn't care about my spiritual life. My spiritual life isn't just an interest, it is who I am, it is why I am here on this Earth in this time. I am here to help people and spirits spiritually. Specifically I am here to help sensitive children. I have students that are sensitive and crystal and indigo children and I can help them, but it's off limits: spirituality. I am unable to guide and teach these children how to survive in this harsh, fast paced world. It tears me in two. We have a child that exhibits all signs of autism, and I see him staring off into space, as people assume they do. Only it's not space he's staring at, he is staring at spirits and is affected by energy. I wish there were I way I could give him a crystal that would help calm him, teach him to touch and pet the stone when he feels frustrated and the like, help him shield, not be scared. But I can't! I have a little crystal in class as well, he hears my thoughts, he's very affectionate and sensitive. He seems to calm the other child. I was trying to speak to the other child with my mind, telepathically, speaking to him softly. I asked him to look at me, and what happens? The other little boy stares straight at me, right into my eyes, and grinned at me. I said in my head, "not you silly, I was talking to So-and-So." Then I was very dizzy and had to sit down. I sat down when no one was watching and over comes my little sensitive and hugs me for a moment then walks back to his seat. SO frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to that my body is pissed off at me. I am getting over bronchitis which would knock anyone off course, but with the fibro I am flaring ontop of everything else. My knees are weak and I'm in so much pain. It's been suggested that maybe a higher grade would be less taxing on me, but I remind people that it would be worse-because at least with kindergarten I am able to sit when the children sit on the rug. Everyone is reminding me to stop being so hard on myself. My brother reminded me that this is like a full-time job and I'm not used to standing so long, ever. But I can't just say to my coop. teacher that I'm in pain and need to sit down. I can't even let anyone in that school know about my health problems, because it could affect my chances of getting hired (even though that would be considered discrimination). I'm trying to breathe, center, and be patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to it, my parents are going away for a week and I have to take care of the animals, which means waking up super early and vaccuming and dusting etc.  ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* *cry*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112865645492617197?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112865645492617197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112865645492617197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112865645492617197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112865645492617197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/10/disheartened.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112830901499490179</id><published>2005-10-02T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T20:10:14.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I'm getting observed tomorrow.  The stronger antibiotics finally kicked in, but my chest hurts from all the coughing I did.  Miss Rissa was here all day.  We put up halloween decorations and played hair salon and colored.  But I'm exhausted! Hopefully tomorrow will go smoothly.  I hope our one student doesn't act out and cause commotion; scream, cry, rip things.  My supervisor already knows about him and told me not to worry about that, but how can I not? I hope my voice will be less froggy tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112830901499490179?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112830901499490179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112830901499490179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112830901499490179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112830901499490179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/10/well-im-getting-observed-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112813053054797722</id><published>2005-09-30T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T18:35:30.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>updated &lt;a href="http://ellalunaspirit.blogspot.com/"&gt;ella luna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112813053054797722?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112813053054797722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112813053054797722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112813053054797722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112813053054797722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/09/updated-ella-luna.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112795285500602047</id><published>2005-09-28T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T17:14:15.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bronchitis: I was supposed to have my first supervised observation tomorrow.  I went to the Dr. cause my chest has gotten worse and I have bronchitis.  He said, "You aren't to return to the school until Monday, you will have to reschedule." *sighs* My supervisor understands, as does my coop. but I'm bummed, because I am so prepared right now and ready to do the lesson and now I have to wait, not just for Monday to come, but maybe even wait to be observed the following week-twice.  My coop. won't be there on Monday and my super. doesn't think it would be fair to make me do the lesson just when I'm getting back and feeling better.  Super. isn't going to be around from tues-fri, so coop. left it up to me. *sigh again*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112795285500602047?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112795285500602047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112795285500602047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112795285500602047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112795285500602047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/09/bronchitis-i-was-supposed-to-have-my.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112777246842005320</id><published>2005-09-26T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T15:07:48.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sick! :( Strep is going around the school, left early.   Actually I think I was getting sick last week. But Ren. Faire was totally worth it.  Back to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112777246842005320?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112777246842005320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112777246842005320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112777246842005320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112777246842005320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/09/sick-strep-is-going-around-school-left.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112742202425922169</id><published>2005-09-22T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T13:48:16.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Busy Busy BUSY being a Student Teacher. I have to update my KinderFaery blog too. Going away for the weekend for the PA Ren. Faire. A little bit concerned about how I'm going to get all my lesson plans and organization done, when I'm not getting home until some time Sunday. One good thing, my Supervisor changed my Observation day to Thursday instead of Tuesday. This gives me more time to become more comfortable with the material. Back to School Night is tonight, I'm not sure how late that will run.  I'm a little nervous meeting all the parents and guardians of my li'l ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112742202425922169?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112742202425922169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112742202425922169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112742202425922169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112742202425922169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/09/busy-busy-busy-being-student-teacher.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112696893102826383</id><published>2005-09-17T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T07:55:31.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ren faire time today (a traveling one) and then guess what!? Next week we're going to the PA Ren. Faire! I'm so excited. I'm not wearing me wings today though, I flipped my bodice over since it is reversible.  A few months ago I couldn't fit into it, but now I do and I have true cleavage. *LOL* Hoping to find the crystals I have been looking for and maybe checking out the handsome knights and rogues.  Or NOT-men *rolls eyes* Actually I'm trying to find a unicorn or dragon puppet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112696893102826383?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112696893102826383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112696893102826383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112696893102826383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112696893102826383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/09/ren-faire-time-today-traveling-one-and.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112665750627089235</id><published>2005-09-13T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T17:25:06.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://caxton.stockton.edu/MysticSpirit/picture$108"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://caxton.stockton.edu/MysticSpirit/picture$108" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112665750627089235?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112665750627089235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112665750627089235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112665750627089235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112665750627089235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/09/test.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112665737071270285</id><published>2005-09-13T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T17:22:50.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, I have gotten 2 e-mails in the past couple days from my Stockton &lt;a href="http://caxton.stockton.edu/MysticSpirit"&gt;MysticSpirit&lt;/a&gt; blog. One was from a woman who lost her baby and wanted to ask how she could better connect with her daughter.  She also told me about her special magical child, the baby's twin sister.  Another e-mail came from someone that read about the sweet Cedar Waxwing bird encounter I had.  She's had a similiar experience and has actually brought her Cedar fledgling into the house to care for it.  Just when I was about to shut the site down...I am still transferring to my angelfire account and will be posting at my &lt;a href="http://ellalunaspirit.blogspot.com"&gt;EllaLunaSpirit&lt;/a&gt; blog.  I'm glad to see some responses though, that way I know people still read the blog.  I will go over and update the other two now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kinderfaery.blogspot.com"&gt;KinderFaery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112665737071270285?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112665737071270285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112665737071270285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112665737071270285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112665737071270285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/09/wow-i-have-gotten-2-e-mails-in-past.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112642319149647259</id><published>2005-09-11T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T00:19:51.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ella Luna: MysticSpirit WOOHOO I have another blog.  I'm blog-obsessed. I don't trust school's server which is why I'm slowly moving everything here.  Click for &lt;a href="http://ellalunaspirit.blogspot.com"&gt;Ella Luna&lt;/a&gt; my spirit site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112642319149647259?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112642319149647259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112642319149647259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112642319149647259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112642319149647259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/09/ella-luna-mysticspirit-woohoo-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112606865483219500</id><published>2005-09-06T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T21:50:54.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KinderFaery! I have another new blog, this one for my Student Teaching with a kindergarten class.  You can follow the faery to:&lt;a href="http://kinderfaery.blogspot.com"&gt;KinderFaery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112606865483219500?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112606865483219500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112606865483219500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112606865483219500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112606865483219500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/09/kinderfaery-i-have-another-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112595265632956047</id><published>2005-09-05T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T13:37:36.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Creepy crawlers: I had a weird insect dream lastnight.  I was at this woman's house with my animals and she was insect sitting her college-age daughter's bug collection.  The bugs got out of their screened in room and were crawling all over me.  I was OK with most of the bugs, but the spiders came out and I freaked and that's when I woke up.  Yucky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112595265632956047?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112595265632956047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112595265632956047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112595265632956047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112595265632956047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/09/creepy-crawlers-i-had-weird-insect.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112581030624982033</id><published>2005-09-04T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T18:12:11.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Who isn't afraid of getting their heart broken? Relationships are a lot of work and take a lot of energy. Sometimes they are worth it, and if they aren't the kind that are worth it, there's no point in continuing with them. Karmic ties and past life relations will remain in ones life until they have dealt with them. You might never want to see that person again or have them in your life, but if there's a reason they are there, it isn't going to be easy running from the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two different paths on either side of me. Although these paths are not hidden, they're dancing with shadows and kissed by mist and must be awoken. One leads to the ocean and the other leads to rolling green hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I never asked for this. I love to look at the ocean, to see the moonlight shimmer on the surface, to see the sun set the water on fire. Digging my toes into the cool sand on a summer’s evening, is relaxing to me. But I am terrified of the ocean. The waves intimidate me and I fear that I will be sucked into an undertow, as I was when I was a child. I am afraid of sharks and jellyfish and crabs. These are normal reasons to not to want to go into the ocean, but they are not the true reasons. The waves are the true reason. Ever since I was little I have had recurring tidal wave dreams. Now, I know many people have these kind of dreams, but mine are vivid, and I am emotionally involved in these dreams. I am trying to help people escape the waves. Sometimes I succeed and save some people. But most times, I fail. I saw the wave of debris from 9-11, three nights before it happened. I had a tidal wave dream before the Tsunami. I saw the storm surges nights before Hurricane Katrina. In that particular vision, there were several waves that would overtake the land. But no matter...this destroyer, this protector; I must face the ocean. I must embrace that part of me that cannot live without the ocean. I know this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Rolling green hills lead to power of the elements, the conjured storm, love and grief that will not let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;It's much easier to be alone. Loneliness can be a comfortable friend. Sometimes loneliness is the best lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm not going to run, although that is what I want to do, because I know both these paths lead home. I wait.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112581030624982033?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112581030624982033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112581030624982033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112581030624982033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112581030624982033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/09/who-isnt-afraid-of-getting-their-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112580026484150534</id><published>2005-09-03T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T19:23:14.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span arial="" style="color: rgb(139, 71, 93);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 204, 153);"&gt;~Caught In a Trance~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span arial="" style="color: rgb(139, 71, 93);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 204, 153);"&gt;We hold each other close&lt;br /&gt;and long to stay just so&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes I see my dreams&lt;br /&gt;even ones I don’t yet know&lt;br /&gt;our hearts soar and energies surge&lt;br /&gt;as together you and I, our&lt;br /&gt;souls and bodies do merge&lt;br /&gt;like a bowing willow&lt;br /&gt;we bend and entwine&lt;br /&gt;to the heights of sensation&lt;br /&gt;our passion does climb&lt;br /&gt;strumming and humming&lt;br /&gt;our heart beats dance&lt;br /&gt;thrumming drumming&lt;br /&gt;we’re caught in a trance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112580026484150534?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112580026484150534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112580026484150534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112580026484150534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112580026484150534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/09/caught-in-trance-we-hold-each-other.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112577874836350411</id><published>2005-09-03T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T18:08:22.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I have been searching and searching and searching for the perfect blog skin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" href="http://www.blogskins.com/info/29422"&gt;This one I love,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;except the writing in the sidebars is too tiny. There's one that's equal to this one but it was created for Diaryland use and I don't know how to adapt it for blogger. *sigh* Isn't this faery just gorgeous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I ADAPTED the DiaryLand one and this is the result!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112577874836350411?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112577874836350411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112577874836350411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112577874836350411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112577874836350411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-have-been-searching-and-searching.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16120461.post-112555848257027195</id><published>2005-09-01T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T18:08:03.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;This is my first post, I am hoping I have finally found a Blog home. I have tried so many different places but nothing felt like home. We'll see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16120461-112555848257027195?l=faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/feeds/112555848257027195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16120461&amp;postID=112555848257027195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112555848257027195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16120461/posts/default/112555848257027195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faeryspiritmuse.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-my-first-post-i-am-hoping-i.html' title=''/><author><name>FaerySpiritMuse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01709391519647966792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
