The Woman Within

What a Woman Needs

One old love she can imagine going back to & new one who reminds her how far she has come.

Enough money within her control to move out and rent a place of her own;

even if she never wants to or needs to.

Something perfect to wear if the employer or date of her dreams wants to see her in an hour.

A youth she is content to leave behind &

A past juicy enough that she is looking forward to retelling it in her old age.

The realisation that she is actually going to have an old age, and some money set aside to fund it.

A set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra.

One friend who always makes her laugh;and one who lets her cry.

A good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in her family.

Eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems, and a recipe for a meal that will make her guests feel honored.

A resume that is not even the slightest bit padded.

A feeling of control over her destiny.

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Every Woman Should Know

- how to fall in love without losing herself.

- how to quit a job, break up with a lover, and confront a friend without ruining the friendship.

- when to try harder, and when to walk away.

- how to have a good time at a party she'd never choose to attend.

- how to ask for what she wants in a way that makes it most likely she'll get it.

- that she can't change the lenght of her calves, the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents.

- that her childhood may not have been perfect, but it is over.

- what she would and wouldn't do for love or more.

- how to live alone, even if she doesn't like it.

- whom she can trust, whom she can't, and why she shouldn't take it personally.

- where to go, be it to her best friend's kitchen table, or a charming inn in the woods when her soul needs soothing.

- what she can and can't accomplish in a day, a month, a year.

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How to Recognize a Good Woman

A good woman is proud.

She respects herself and others.

She is aware of who she is;

she neither seeks definition from the person she is with,nor does she expect them to read her mind.

She is quite capable of articulationg her needs.

A good woman is hopeful.

She is strong enough to make all her dreams come true.

She knows love, therefore she gives love.

She recognizes that her love has great value and must be reciprocated.

If her love is taken for granted, it soon disappears.

A good woman has a dash of inspiration and a dabble of endurance.

She knows that she will, at times, have to inspire others to reach the potential the Gods gave them.

A good woman knows her past, understands her present and forces toward the future.

A good woman does not live in fear of the future because of her past.

Instead, she understands that her life experiences are merely lessons meant to bring her closer to self-knowledge and unconditional self-love.

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A long time ago I gave those words posted above to a friend of mine as a gift she kept them and read them many time over the years ..we lost touch for a time and life went on still she held the words close to her heart waiting for the chance to give them back to me and so she has .. Thank you my friend my sister of the heart .. may the Goddess bless and hold you close always.

Love Foxie

With a little bit of faith and a lot of luck

A friend sent this to me and I thought it wonderful enough to share with you folks .. enjoy ! oh and pass it on to the next guy ....


His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, whiletrying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help comingfrom a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screamingand struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from whatcould have been a slow and terrifying death. The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparsesurroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introducedhimself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved. "I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life." "No, I ca n't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmerreplied waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's own son cameto the door of the family hovel. "Is that your son?" the nobleman asked. "Yes," the farmer replied proudly. "I'll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education myown son will enjoy If the lad is anything like his father, he'll nodoubt grow to be a man we both will be proud of." And that he did. Farmer Fleming's son attended the very best schools and in time,graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went onto become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming,the discoverer of Penicillin. Years afterward, the same nobleman's son who was saved from the bog wasstricken with pneumonia. What saved his life this time? Penicillin. The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill .. His son's name? Sir Winston Churchill. Someone once said: What goes around comes around. Work like you don't need the money. Love like you've never been hurt. Dance like nobody's watching. Sing like nobody's listening. Live like it's Heaven on Earth. It's National Friendship Wee k. Send this to everyone you consider A FRIEND. Pass this on, and brighten some one's day.

May there always be work for your hands to do; May your purse always hold a coin or two; May the sun always shine on your windowpane; May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain; May the hand of a friend always be near you; May the Gods fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.

The Pit ( short story for yer pleasure)

The Lord looked askance at the Fool, who was busy making faces behind the Lady's back.
"So, which of your Aspects have you enjoyed the most?" he said.
The Fool looked up, wiggling his ears.
"Stop that!" grinned the Lord, "I'd really like to know!"
"Well.....I suppose that it would be a toss-up between Dionysus, Tyl Eulenspiegel, and Krishna, I guess. Tyl had a whopping good time, Dionysus got to be pretty much drunk, mostly, and Krishna had those sweet little milk-maids......THAT was a good time! But Coyote gets to do most everything. I guess I like Him the best."
The Lord sat back against a tree, folded His hands, and smiled.
"Yeah, ol' Coyote gets to do everything all right...except catch the Roadrunner," he said.
"Well," said the Fool, with a lopsided grin, "I guess I'm the only One of Us that perpetually chases Myself!"
The Lady turned, and, Aspecting the Nymph, dropped a large grasshopper down the Fool's back. She giggled, and ran off over the fields of Summerland.
The Lord laughed, pounding His fists on the ground as the Fool jumped and twisted, trying to reach the insect.
Between whoops of laughter, He said, "Did you ever figure out what 'Updoc' was?"
"Shaddup!" said the Fool.
The Fool leaned back against the brick wall of the alley and said, "I'd like to tell you a story. It seems that a man fell into a deep pit, and couldn't get himself out. He was in a world of hurt, and pretty unhappy. Pretty soon, a Subjectivist type of person came along and said, 'I feel for you down there,' but did nothing."
"An Objectivist wandered by next, and said, 'It's logical that someone would fall down there.' But he just stood around looking too."
"A Pharisee said, 'Only bad people fall into a pit,' and put his nose in the air and kept walking."
The Fool took a drag from his cigarette and then flipped it expertly into a nearby puddle. Somewhere in the distance of the city a siren wailed.
"Then, a mathematician calculated how he fell into the pit. But all he did was calculate."
"A news reporter wanted the exclusive story on his pit, but was too busy interviewing everyone in sight to help."
"A fanatic fundamentalist shouted, 'You deserve your pit!'"
"Then a government tax-man asked if he was paying taxes on the pit."
"A self-pitying person then whined, 'You haven't seen anything until you've seen MY pit!'"
"Then a Christian Scientist came by, and said, 'Just believe that you're not in a pit.' But that didn't seem to help." He paused, and brushed His hair back from His eyes. After looking around that those who were listening, He continued.
"An optimist said, 'Things could be worse!' But the pessimist disagreed, and said, 'Things -will- get worse!' "
"A Wiccan said, 'MURPHY! You &*$%^#, while a New Ager jumped into the pit to share the experience." A couple of people laughed at this, a bit nervously.
"A Baha'i looked over the edge of the pit and said, 'See the pit as a Spiritual Experience!' while a Moslem murmured that it was God's Will that he was in the pit."
"A Satanist just laughed at the man in the pit and kept walking."
"A conspiracist rubbed his hands together in glee, and said, '-They- threw you into the pit! I -knew- it!'"
"A Jew said, 'Why are we -always- in a pit?' "
"A Communist shouted 'Why are you in the People's Pit without permission?'"
"An Alcoholic muttered to himself, 'It's not -my- fault you're in the pit.....' "
"A Liberal said, 'Those Conservatives must have dug this pit!'"
"A Conservative said, 'See where Liberalism has gotten you?' "
"A TV Evangelist came by and promptly took up a collection from the bystanders."
" Then, several well-meaning people came by, and wanted to help, but they were too busy arguing whether to throw him a ladder, or a shovel, or to hire a helicopter with a rope ladder, or to call the fire department or police to manage to get anything done."
"A well-known radio cult hunter said, between requests for money, 'See! Satan threw you into the pit!'"
"A doper looked blearily at him, and said, a bit incoherently, 'Far out! Got any more pit?'" "A Hindu said that the man's karma had put him into the pit, and a television news commentator shouted, 'Man in a pit! Why is the government responsible?'"
But then, a Good Samaritan came along, looked at the man in the pit and at all the others standing around pursuing their own agendas, and said, quietly, 'Here are two shovels. Let's get you out of the pit.'"
The Fool looked around at His listeners, grinned, and said, "He that hath ears to hear with, let him hear."
He shoved His hands into his jacket, and walked away thru the puddles, idly kicking at an empty beer can.
"Pretty good!" said the Lady.
"Maybe," said the Fool, "But not up to the Sermon On The Mount."
"That one -was- one of Your best," She agreed.
"Yeah," He said, "But even then, they ignored most of it. Oh well. Some of it caught on, at least."
"It takes a while," said the Lord, "But they -are- learning."
"Yes, they are," said the Fool, "But they have a long way to go yet."
The Lady smiled warmly, and said, "They'll get there."
Thus it was, and so it is, and evermore shall be so!

self abuse.. sheesh never again

OMG have pity on me .. I abused myself by allowing the 12 old to have a sleepover party.. pre teen girls giggle and laugh in highpitched squeaky voices.. my ears hurt .. they go to bed at some ungodly hour only to bounce up bright eyed and bushy tailed at 5 am oh and they wake the rest of the house as well .. gah I want to go to sleep already and its only 10 am .. and the littleones are up ..nope no rest for me
what do you feed kids that dont like chocolate malt-o-meal sheesh the stay over doesnt "do" malt-o-meal not even chocolate.. okkk cold Pizza? oh no thanks doesnt like pineapple stuff .. humm wellllll what to feed em? oh cute the kid wants donuts .. the bakery is NOT opened today .. Nope not gonna drive to the store .. sooo now what .. oh yeh cake mix in the cuboards .. sure kids I can do that .. still havent had that first cup of coffee give me a minute please ... 20 minutes go by NOW I am awake .. where was I oh yeh cake ...good gawd they ate a whole 13x9 cake ..I didnt get any...musta been good cause they inhaled it by time I was pourning my second cuppa coffee. :: snickers to self:: the stay over kid went home with a huge sugar buzz.. hope her folks have fun with her..

UTHO

::yawns rubs eyes :: I just woke up to the fact I have this blog.. omg I goofed and screwed around and nearly forgot my name and my stage .. that would have been to much I would have lost the wonderful songs sung by a demon and That would have broken my heart .. He is such a gift you know.. and I do treasure him greatly.. He makes many folks smile with his joy of life and all that goes on around him..thank you dear friend and your beautiful wife for waiting for me to re appear once more.

Never again will I be so forgetful of this wonderful toy .. blessings on you Deepak and beautiful Adha for waiting for me to return..