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Hi everyone.Exciting Stuff for Eternal Press
Hi everyone!
You may have noticed that I've been absent lately.
Well... I've been busy, busy, busy.
I've been editing and formatting eBooks for Eternal Press. Now, my own poetry anthology, "Whisperings of the Soul" is due out.
"Whisperings of the Soul" is a small book of poems with a distinctive Gypsy feel to them.
It will be released in October - so watch out for that one.
Safe Journey, Grandma.
Elizabeth Storer died in the early hours of this morning, aged 90.
Strange how a life can be introduced and farewelled in one short sentence. But this announcement makes me sad. Elizabeth Storer was my grandmother - my mother’s mother. It’s at times like these that I feel most acutely, the severing of the ties that connected me to my own family. There is so much I don’t know. So much that will pass before I’ll even realise it was there. Can you miss what you’ve never had? Not really. I can only mourn what might have been – the chance that was taken from me – the glimpse into something that could never be.
Be at Peace
Snaru says:
Be at peace, my friends.
Sometimes the weight of the physical world intrudes upon our inner sanctum. We, as earth's people, cannot help but feel drawn into the daily sorrows, worries and troubles of others.
Communicate
Last night, tonight and tomorrow - following the three phases of the full "Blue Moon", it is an ideal time to communicate with animal spirits.
I went running with the wolf spirit last night and was left with such a deep respect for the ancient wisdom of these "people". And I came away breathless with the sheer exuberance of life.
Snaru Speaks
In the 1800s I was known by a different name.
My name was Snaru, and I was born the daughter of a shaman of the Ponca people.
Where Am I Coming From?
As a chioviani - a Gypsy equivalent of a wise woman, energy healer, keeper of ancient knowledge, dunkerer, soul healer, and so much more; I often have other chiovianis and healers come to me for advice or just to discuss different issues.
Attack of the "whymeees"
Yes, the other day I caught myself out in a dreaded attack of the whymeees.
We all have those days:- why me, what did I do to deserve this... You know how it goes.
