When Shadows Move

Every person lives under the confines of a mask, from child to adult. These masks determine how we interact, and view, the world around us. It is a sense of protection against a chaotic world.

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A Walk Through Nature

There is a power in nature, one that awakens the body and emboldens the soul. It is a force each of us has experienced, time and time again. Every day, we encounter this power. Every day, we see the wonders within nature. We experience its ability to heal and come to know inspiration intimately. Through…

Shadows of the Lotus

‘Wandering Worlds’ has finally evolved. Shedding its old skin, it is reborn as ‘Shadows of the Lotus,’ a promise I’m making to myself as I prepare for the New Year.

Acrylic Pour on a Wooden Canvas

As the year nears an end, I’m turning to my paints, and my writing, to keep my spirits high in a time of the year when things are so cold.

Blogging Tips for Idiots (Meaning Me)

Blogging is a craft unto itself and it took me two years to realize a mistake that cost me. Don’t do what I did. Learn the craft. Master it and you’ll master yourself.

Learning the Futhark

I have many interests. The Futhark happens to be one of those interests. However, in my studies on learning these old runes, I have had a hard time trying to figure out how to say the many names of the runes. SKALD’s song, Rún, has made the pronunciation on the runes much clearer for me. Many of them…

Progress From Shadows Into Light

Writing is a craft many people struggle with. For those of us who enjoy writing, myself included, this struggle isn’t as apparent. I have been writing for many years, have managed to build myself a small following of readers through this wonderful site. There are many gifted writers I have stumbled upon, whose work I read when…

Of Monsters and Owls

Daylight Dwindles At Sunset, Children Run In Blackened Streets. Innocence, White Light, Sunrise. An Owl Watches, Diligent, Aware Of Monsters Stalking With Sly Smiles In Daylight. These Sciential Ponderings, They Beg To Be Unleashed, Free. Daylight Dwindles, Shadows Lurk.