—as best we can!! It’s been a challenging and for some a tragic year. It was a hard year for my family and yet Jupiter is about to align with Saturn in a great conjunction of light. I hope this will be a good omen for the New year!! I hope I will be…
Category: Visual journeys
Summer, Space, and the Lost Airmen
dedicated to the memory of RCAF Pilot and instructor Vic R (27) and the crew of the Beechcraft C-45 that went down on Whidby Island. I found this lovely piece called Across the Universe ( the Beatles )
Beltane and the Poet
Beltane or May Day is an ancient tradition, the end of winter and the day Persephone emerges from Hades’ or Pluto’s dark underworld to bring colour and joy back to the earth. Through the centuries people lit huge bonfires on the evening of April 30th and danced, and sang, and told stories. The festivities continue…
Dear Friends
What strange times we are living these days. I’ve been very preoccupied lately – but this too shall pass! I hope and pray you are all doing well and this post finds you healthy and not too stressed financially, spiritually and emotionally. I’ve also heard from friends and relatives overseas and I know Italy has…
A journey by field and sea
oh my goodness, a new post already! Out there in The Fields, where the blackbirds rehearse their joyful courtship songs https://cybeleshineblog.files.wordpress.com/2020/02/my-video-brighter.mp4 Almost spring and the song of the blackbirds and of the sea, – and of Selkies and seals …. (and The Selkies Lament – my love of Celtic and Icelandic lore accompanied…
A Winter’s breath
The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep– Robert Frost-“Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” Winter on our side of the mountain homeward past corridors of light and ancient guardians out back the lights twinkle…
A Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good Night
See you next year!! the best of the season to all my blogging friends, Nollaig Shona, God Jul, Nollaig Chridheil Buon Natale, Joyeux Noel, and Happy Hanukkah “Jolly Old St.Nicholas” https://cybeleshineblog.files.wordpress.com/2019/12/nutcracker-video.mp4 …
Tales for Yuletide
it was my dream ever since I posted previously about Hans Christian Anderson’s Little Match Girl, to try to bring that poignant and classic tale to life in a video story form…….
Still…..
-here!! -waters run deep? -complaining! crazy after all these years! -or else a state of inertia 😦 I’ll spare you the boring details of that light at the end of the tunnel being an oncoming train. However, I don’t need therapy I just need to go to Ireland, and Scotland will do nicely as well….
” The Stolen Child” Exhibit at Itakos -Tribute to Ireland
We all need a touch of magic! So I’d like to share with my readers a video presentation of my photography and participation on the Stolen Child exhibit at Itakos Gallery by Akim Alonzo and CybeleMoon. I had a lot of fun putting this together (with my very rudimentary program- Wondershare). read the short story…
A Fleeing Summer Dream
In case you didn’t know, it’s always, late summer and late afternoon in Fairyland. I can’t believe that in my own dimension of space we’ve already slipped into September. Our summer has been on the cool side but still, I emerged, cautiously, like a cave bear into the sunlight. I finally wrote a little tale…
Not always here and never all there
I wonder if I’m missed!! I’ve really fallen by the wayside in blogging. I admit to using Flickr on and off as it has been a lot easier to post and poof. Here I must be more thoughtful and with my previous bout with depression (SAD) plus, and then a painful sciatica in…
Dr. Chandra, Will I Dream?
the wee ramble… “Dr Chandra, Will I dream?” is the haunting question, Hal, the computer asks in the face of impending doom in the sequel to A Space Odyssey.. “Yeesha, last night your mother had a dream…” are the words that began an epic search for an ancient and mysterious civilization whose secrets were written into lost…
The Sacred pause
Springtime Blessings all. My thoughts are slowly thawing as daylight lingers longer, and morning footsteps awash in sun beams lead back to the mossy hillside path. The snowdrops are joyfully singing in the dawn along with the songbirds while the trees stir in a barrage of loud whispers on our windswept hill. If I remain…
