Last Knight's Blog (12)

Animal totems- She-wolf and stag.

solitary or coven- My family is all the coven I need.

In the Broom Closet or Out- Out, though my parents try not to think about it.

favorite pagan holiday- Samhain... Spread the Chaos!

dieties- Horus, Hermes, Michael, Gabriel, Odin

what element do you associate most with- fire

Do you perform formal rituals- rarely

Do you read tarot- I used to until my deck was destroyed.

cast run

I was giving my cat some lovins, and she was giving me purrins, and all was good. Then she rolled over and stroked my face with velvetted paws. The only thing I can think of was that she may have been trying to pet me.

Say what?

I am in a conducting class. We take turns conducting the rest of the class in various pieces of music that teach the skills we are learning. Right now, we are working on the final, a piece called "Salvation is Created". It's beautiful. A few people took their final today, and we had some time for a few people to practice it again. I went last, practicing, because I had gone first when we started and botched the piece badly.

I've been working on this piece for weeks, and it payed of

Many people have asked me how I got started, so here's the story...

It begins, as many stories do, with a young boy with a broken heart. My great-aunt had just died, and my father had told me so bluntly... I cried for so long. Laying on my bed, eyes blurred by tears, I thought my mother had sat upon the bed and was stroking my hair. When I cleared my eyes and looked up, I saw a young boy about my age sitting on the bed. His eyes held a wisdom more profound than any I had ever seen, and

I just got back from ren faire and wow! So much fun! I got a new pentacle: pewter made to look like wood, surrounded by oak leaves and acorns. I lost my old one years ago. Bloody ex-girlfriends... I also got a new sword.

Our daughter had so much fun! She played with a gypsy band while she was waiting for her hair to get braided, and she liked it so much we got her a tambourine so that she could play in the drum circle with us. She played her tambourine and danced and everyone said

Every once in a while, something takes me by complete suprise. Yesterday, I was talking with one of my Christian schoolmates, a woman whom I have spoken to only a few times, said something that took me aback: "...that once-born gets on my nerves." I had never heard a Christian, or for that matter, a non-pagan, use that term, especially so derisively. And to top it off, I have no doubt that she was right about this man. His eyes were shallow and cold, which seems to be a common issue with once