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Thursday, September 5, 2013

For the Love of the ELVES!*

Elves have always had a Magick about them. And they have been on the Earth for centuries.
No one really knows now long they have been on our young planet and how they came, but one
thing is for sure in my mind, they are still here. But not in the way you might think.
In this post I am going to show you my love of the elf.
Through photo's that I have found to be some of my favorites. All
of the paintings are different interpretations of what the elves might have look liked to
the artists who have either painted, photographic, photo-shop,digital painting
or drawing if you will. 
Many are Talented Artist who are able to make our
dreams come true through these images...
I give thanks to all the Talented Artist who
have created all these beautiful 
painting for all of us
to Enjoy...
Wendy¸.•*¨ƸӜƷ
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 Love of the Elves...

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For the love of the Elves...
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 For the love of the Elves...









Wednesday, September 4, 2013

The Goddess Cerridwen

The Goddess Cerridwen
Cerridwen was a Welsh Goddess, Mother Crone and Witch.  Keeper of the Cauldron in which she brewed a powerful potion that bestowed the Poet who later became Bard the Talisman.

The Goddess Cerridwen - The Silverwitch- 
She is called by many different names. Some of these names are Cerridwen; Celtic Goddess of death and transformation, The Silverwitch, The Celitc Goddess of witchcraft, Dark Moon Goddess, The Gain Goddess & The Great Mother to be a few...
Cerridwen lived on island in the middle of a lake with Tegid, and  her two children. Her daughter whose name was Creidwy, was truly a beautiful child while her son, who was known as Afagdu was perhaps the ugliest child to ever grace the earth.
Like any other loving and caring mother, Cerridwen wanted only the best for her children. It was obvious that Creidwy would do well in life. Unfortunately, Cerridwen knew all too well that her son looks would only act as a detriment in his life.

So in order to counteract his physical appearance, Cerridwen began to brew a magic formula which would give her son all the knowledge; wisdom and prophecy in the world. Making her son the most Brilliant and Inspired of all man in the world. Cerridwen continued to work on her formula in her cauldron gathering herbs from the forest for 1year & one day. She did this all for the love of her son, simply to make three precious drops of this liquid potion in her cauldron. It would take over a year to make because it was a powerful potion. And it took a powerful witch to find the ingredients in the forest to make the potion work. During the year Cerridwen had trusted a young boy named Gwion Bach to watch over the cauldron & stir it when it was needed. The boy had basically lived and made camp in the forest where Cerridwen had hidden her cauldron, where it brewed for a year and a half. This way she could come and go as she pleased. So when she would go into the forest and look for the rare and special herbs, that were needed during the years time, she could very easily get them quickly to her cauldron.
But faith would turn on our dear Goddess. One day while Gwion Bach was stirring the Magick brew it happened.
While Cerridwen was out in the deep forest gathering the last of the herbs for her precious potion; 3 drops of liquid potion accidentally flew out of the boiling cauldron and onto the fingers of the young boy Gwion, who had been faithfully stirring it for a year & almost a day.

As the boiling potion flew upon Gwion's fingers, his automatically  responded as anyone one's would be -  he quickly put his fingers into his mouth to ease the pain. Of course not realizing that the powerful potion was already on his fingers. This potion  with just one drop, by a most powerful witch it would change anyone who had put their lips to it, with just one small drop.
The Betrayal-
Well you could only image the anger that Cerridwen felt when at that very moment when she sense her potion being used by Gwion instead of her son. After a long year's work of gathering herbs in the deep forest, and getting the all the right herbs to make the potion just right!
The Goddess realized that her beloved son, whom she had created the powerful potion for! Would never be
used for him. The potion had accidentally ended up in the boy, that had been caring for her cauldron all this time. But that didn't make any difference to Cerridwen. To The Goddess it was done on purpose, it really didn't matter the deed was done and VENGEANCE WAS ON!

VENGEANCE WAS ON!-
Cerridwen immediately began to purse the young boy Gwion with a Vengeance! Know one would want to be in his shoes, even if he had the  powerful potion within him. Besides being a very caring  mother, she was a very powerful witch and a shape-shifter too.
Now as for Gwion, his whole world began to change very quickly once the magic formula got into his system. Which didn't take too long. It happened only in a matter of minutes. Suddenly he was able to hear everything that went on in the world. In fact in that one brief instant, he was able to understand all the secrets of the universe as well as the knowledge of the past, the present and the future. For the young boy it was an amazing feeling to have, but he also could feel another presence, this of course was the anger of the Goddess Cerridwen. He could also sense her wrath. So his new sudden perception made him keenly aware of where the Goddess was too!
The Race was On!-
So the race was on-
The boy realized with his new powers he too had the power to shape-shift into anything he wanted just
like the Goddess Cerridwen.
So he decided to change into a hare thinking they run very fast and he needed to get away. He went across the fields as a hare. While The Goddess Cerridwen was much more powerful in magic than the boy even with the potion she had made-
So Cerridwen decided to change herself into a black greyhound dog and chase him [the hare -Gwion] into a stream. Gwion seeing the stream ahead, he turned into a fish, but Cerridwen then changed into an Otter.
Rising from the stream was a bird, yes the boy changed himself into a bird and took flight out of the stream, but Cerridwen didn't stop there! Oh! No... She
became a hawk and swooped over him.
Then Gwion finally decided to shapeshift into a piece of grain of wheat, thinking Cerridwen would never find
him in a barn. Well of course the poor boy was wrong and the Goddess found her big moment to eat the piece of grain as a black hen. The seed took root inside her. Nine months later she gave birth to a beautiful baby boy.
There was little surprise, and not doubt about the fact that the child that was born to Cerridwen was actually Gwion Bach. It was however, the Gwion that he had previously been when he was nothing more than a very young child.
The story doesn't end here...
There is More!
Cerridwen  soon made the decision that enough was enough and that all the intrigue finally had to come to an end. She was, however unable to find it within her heart to kill the child. So she placed Gwion Bach the infant inside a leather pouch and then set the pouch a float in the sea. Luck was definitely on Gwion 's side.
Because Elphin, the son of a wealthy squire, discovered the pouch with the sleeping Gwion Bach inside.
The Life of Bard the Taliesman begins-  
Elphin and his wife happened to be childless, so they decided to adopt the baby boy and because he was such a beautiful child, they named him Talisman, which's means "Beautiful Brow".
Even at an extremely early age Talieman had the most wonderful gift for poetry and when he grew into a man, the poet Taliesman became known as far and wide as the greatest poet to ever come out of Wales.
This tale of the people of Wales was early to identify with because it's dealing's with Death and rebirth which is part of life.
I found a certain sorrow and understanding for the Goddess Cerridwen, being a mother myself. I truly could understand her pain, sorrow and anger to some level. Yet through it all this; Goddess, Mother, and very Powerful witch that had great compassion for life and for even the child that took everything that was dear to her.
Cerridwen has taken on the role of the Crone in the typical Welsh Triple Goddess Trinity. She has also been known to have dark prophetic powers and since her Totem animal is that of a sow, she is easily Identified as a Goddess of the Underworld with all the dark and frightening powers that are associated with it.

It is well known that in ancient Wales the Goddess Cerridwen, took the Totem animal that of the Sow. In this shape she is that of the hag and is also the devonver, Scathach, the Shadow one, took this shape upon herself when she appeared to Fionn Mac Cumhal. {Later I might post another view of the Goddess] that I have in some of my Celtic books.
She was also easily identified as a Goddess of the underworld with all the dark and frightening powers that are associated with it.
Like many other Celtic Goddess - Cerridwen had two children one child representing darker aspects and the other representing the light. Cerridwens daughter Creidwy represented everything that was beautiful and light while her son Afagda represented everything that was not.
Cerridwen is also known as the keeper of the Cauldron of the Underworld, from which Divine inspiration and knowledge flow in the Ancient Celtic Tradition. The cauldron is the central part of their religious mystery and regeneration which grows deep within  the womb of the Goddessess.
Although Cerridwen may only be one out of many Dark Goddessess, she has one particular aspect which makes her truly unique.


Cerridwen is the womb of potential from which all manifestations flow and because of that she is believed to represent the wheel of Life-
The beginning - the end - And the beginning once again-
People seem to have no trouble picturing the Goddess Cerridwen standing there, strirring her cauldron, and brewing within it life and death. Stirring her cauldron is not something Cerridwen just happens to do, nor is it even something that she chooses to do. Rather, the act of Cerridwen stirring her cauldron is one of necessary obligation. She has no choice in the matter, nor would she ever desire one, because by Cerridwen
Constantly stirring the souls of the dead, it is then and only then that rebirth will come forth from her cauldron.
She has also appeared as the Dark Hag. It is truly unfortunate that people all to frequently misunderstand Cerridwen and the amazing regenerative powers that she has because that she has all of these powers, is what causes people to fear her.
These are many of the names that have been tagged to the Goddess-
Dark Moon Goddess-
The Great Mother-
The Goddess of Nature-
The Gain Goddess-
Patroness of Death-
Fertility Regeneation-
Inspiration Magick Enchantment Knowlegment-
Wendy- 


  

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Fly Litttle Fairies-A poem Written by Cynthia my dear Friend-oo)

Fly little Fairies


Fly little fairies fly far far away






On emerald green wings they fly



 In the bright and golden sunlight above.


Over the forests and glades of green





Over the hills and valleys do they fly




Momentarily they stop at the lake of blue 



And sing and dance playful over the calm waters




weary of their long journey and play 










They settle down to sleep.



oh sweet maiden of the night is sweeping in



with darking silence and the twinkling stars above






We're glad you are near dear maiden,  while we lay in our beds






to rest our heads without fear of harm 



we are safe and protected in your arms dear maiden 




as we watch the light of dusk warning to darkness





Dreams of joy and goodwill  upon us does creep.



I wish a goodnight sis, sweet dreams of faedragons, gnomes, and elves all dancing and singing
playing their elf size instruments in a garden of beauty and I will join you for some of that rainbow stew:o)


Written by Cynthia - Brighteyes!
For you my dear Sis-¸.*¨ƸӜƷ
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Sunday, September 1, 2013

Ouija Board

Ouija Board-

None If we believed in the paranormal or supernatural, but
the Ouija board Seemed like a fun way to pass the time. We were all in our early Twenties, silly, little flighty, and definitely obsessed with the Male species.. After asking a few questions regarding our current Crushes, we tried to summon a ghost.

Disappointed Silence reigned over the room for a good ten minutes before us Finally gave up. We put in a movie and zoned out, the effects of our Sleepover dragging us down.

Suddenly, We all jerked awake as the TV flicked off. Instead of a black screen, The face of a young teenage girl appeared on the screen, dripping Blood from her empty eye sockets. Mary screamed and I clutched at Brittany's arm, and then the four of us made a mad rush to the Bedroom.

The Calmest of all of us, Sara told us it was probably just nothing- Overactive imaginations late at night. No one believed her; she  Didn't even believe herself. But it was the best we could do. Huddled Under blankets, we repeated childhood fairy tales until the Comforting words lulled us to sleep.

A Tapping on the window jolted me out of my sleep. I shook my friends Awake, and in response to their question, I told them I'd heard Something tapping. Brittany was the only one brave enough to slither Out from under the covers and go to the window. She pulled back the Curtains...

.... And There was the girl, methodically tapping on the window, staring Hollowly at us. Brittany screamed and pointed to the door, looking Over our shoulders as we lay crouched with our mouths rounded in Silent screeches. Blood was slowly oozing under the door, inching Toward our blankets. I grabbed the Brittany's hand and pulled her Forcibly back into the mess of covers and people.

For An hour, we huddle together, eyes turned inwards so we wouldn't have To see the terrible things all around us.

"It's All a dream," we all murmured, over and over. "It's a Dream."
We Were too exhausted not to sleep. The sun crept over the bed, nudging us awake around 9a.m I sat up and glanced over at the door, but there Was no sign of the blood. With sighs of relief, we wandered Downstairs, laughing and joking about the nightmare we'd all shared.

We Stopped short in the living room....
It Was a true chaos......

The room was trashed: books were strewn across the carpet, some with Their pages torn out; the vases were smashed into the glass table, which Was smashed in turn into the carpet; the Ouija board was gone. SCRAWLED ON THE WALL IN A BRIGHT RE-INK- we knew right away it was Blood - were the words, "YOU SUMMONED ME AND I CAME,"

I Sold the house not long afterward, hoping to purge my memories to The terrible spirit we summoned that night - but still, ten years Later, it haunts me..

Personal Experience 

My Advise "DON'T EVER USE A OUIJA BOARD EVER! I WAS IN A SITUATION WHEN I WAS IN MY TWENTIES AND AT A PARTY. I WANTED FRIENDS SO BAD THAT I WENT TO A PARTY OF MOSTLY PEOPLE I DIDN'T KNOW BUT I DIDN'T CARE AT THE TIME UNTIL THEY DECIDED TO PLAY THE CAME FIRST BLOODING MARY AND I WOULDN'T DO THAT WITH ANOTHER FEW GIRLS SO I LUCKED OUT ON THAT GAME. THE GIRL IN CHARGE DID TEASE US, HOWEVER, THE EVENING GOT MUCH WORST. THATS WHEN THEY  PULLED OUT THE OUIJA BOARD. AT THIS POINT, I WANTED NO PART OF THIS. I  HEARD TERRIBLE TRUE STORIES OF BOTH YOUNG AND OLD HAVING REALLY BAD EXPERICESS WITH THE OUIJA BOARD AND ONCE YOU MESS WITH ONE IT NEVER LEAVES YOU FOR LIFE. I LEFT. I GOT TERRIBLE TEASE BUT, I SLEEP BETTER THAN THOSE GIRLS. WHY BECAUSE I REMEMBER I HEARD BAD THINGS HAPPENED THAT NIGHT THAT THEY NEVER GOT OVER.. Wendy..
Here are a few video's to let you know how dangerous they truly ARE!








This is a great video that tell 
You about the history, haunting and 
The real story behind the Ouija Board
And an Entity called ZoZo..


Z0Z0 ENTITY THIS IS WHY 
YOU DON'T PLAY 
WITH THIS BOARD'S
PLEASE USE
CAUTION 
AND NEVER USE
AN OUIJA BOARD!!!

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