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  • I bind myself today to the Holy Powers: Their hands to guide me, Their wisdom to teach me, Their ears to hear me, Their words to give me speech, my heart always to love Them. —Galina Krasskova
  • "Not to hurt our humble brethren in fur, feather or fin, is our first duty to them, but to stop there is not enough. We have a higher mission: to be of service to them whenever they require it.” ~Francis of Assisi
  • Tikkun Olam (roughly translated, I understand, as Heal the World)
    “It is not incumbent upon you to complete the work, but neither are you at liberty to desist from it.” –Rabbi Tarfon.
  • "And the Bastard grant us, in our direst need, the smallest gifts: the nail of the horseshoe, the pin of the axle, the feather at the pivot point, the pebble at the mountain's peak, the kiss in despair, the one right word. In darkness, understanding." -- Paladin of Souls by Lois McMaster Bujold
  • "There's a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious-makes you so sick at heart-that you can't take part. You can't even passively take part. And you've got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels, upon the levers, upon all the apparatus, and you've got to make it stop. And you've got to indicate to the people who run it, to the people who own it, that unless you're free, the machine will be prevented from working at all!" - Mario Savio
  • "They tell us that we live in a great free republic; that our institutions are democratic; that we are a free and self-governing people. That is too much, even for a joke. ... Wars throughout history have been waged for conquest and plunder... And that is war in a nutshell. The master class has always declared the wars; the subject class has always fought the battles." —Eugene Victor Debs
  • i do it for the joy it brings / because i am a joyful girl / because the world owes me nothing / and we owe each other the world / i do it because it's the least i can do / i do it because i learned it from you / i do it just because i want to / because I want to —"Joyful Girl", Ani DiFranco
  • "Nothing living should ever be treated with contempt. Whatever it is that lives, a man, a tree, or a bird, should be touched gently, because the time is short. Civilization is another word for respect for life." - Elizabeth Goudge, author of The Joy of the Snow

Sigrdrifa's Prayer

  • Hail to the Day / Hail to Day’s Sons / Hail to the Night and her Daughters / With loving eyes look upon us here / And bring victory to those who have gathered / Hail to the gods / Hail to the goddesses / Hail to the mighty, fecund Earth / Eloquence and native wit bestow on us / And healing hands while we live

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Art Dolls

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    My imaginary friends.

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    A sampling of my ATCs. Some available for trade, as noted.

Beadwork

  • Where two rivers join waits Death, crowned with roses
    Mostly pins, with some other oddments.

Journal Quilts

  • Bubba's Quilt
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Thursday, 13 November 2008

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Trudy Neill of Windemere Farm

Bravo...on your beliefs of the wee ones we don't often see in the world. You are not alone in that thought and even now at the ripe old age of soon to be 59, I have gnome houses under my crabapple tree and 160 old maple tree as well! Love the photo of you and your bears. Will be mailing you out some knitted dishcloths in tomorrows' mail (too late today to do it). Take care.
Trudy

Jo-Anne

Of course they're alive. My Eeyore still shares my room, though I don't tuck him in any more :o).
I used to make homes for the wee folk in the snowbanks in the winter too, with little rugs and blankets to keep them warm.

Antje

Yes, I think that is true, too -- lots of things exist, wether we see them or not.
I too, think that much loved objects have a soul or spirit of sorts. Last visit home to Germany my Dad took me to the attic to see which of my old dolls I wanted to keep. Mama had very lovingly dressed them all for the cold environment up there, in handmade little snow suits, hats and scarves, then wrapped in cloth and then packed in oil cloth bags. When I took them out, it seemed like they woke from winter sleep, just waiting for me. "There you are!! It's been so long..." Curiously enough, I could not find my favorite one, Michaela. Now where has she gone too?

Kai

Of COURSE wee creatures exist! Why, the lil' alleyway right behind my old childhood house was strictly for faeries and others of that realm. My Smokey Bear & I STILL believe that! Beautiful scarves, and the picture of you as a child is wonderful! You are STILL beautiful & magical & wonderful!

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