Playing with the Faeries

Playing with the Faeries

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

A MERE DREAM-THOUGHTS FROM 2008

I float on the glimmer of your unshed tears.

Riding the wings of your prayer

Showing me your dreams

Such sadness in your eyes

Let me take my fairy wings and brush it aside.

I cannot give you what you lost.

I can only give you what you lost

I can only give you part of that dream

My hand clasped in yours

Friends always

Twin souls we are

Our Friendship transcends mere boundaries of time and space

Fate likes to make us dance

What a fickle fey she is she

So I leave you this wish

That you’ll never let our friendship go amiss.

I give you a hug

And a whisper of your dream

In hopes that you can finally be free.

1/3/08

Heather Powers-journal entry.

RAMBLINGS FROM 2008

1-30-08

It’s very late but I’ve got too much running thru my head. Have to get it all out.

The winds blows outside, gusty, vibrant, and full of power; much like my feelings at present

Wind walker is one of my names

I can only grasp why this name chose me, other than I walk the wind and as I walk the fury of it pounds against my skin like memories of who I was once.

You meet people-but I do in so many ways-it feels like I’m being pushed down paths beyond my control. I just don’t want to give in to destiny. I want to have some control in it.

Why do I meet certain people at certain times? Why do they show up when you think everything is fine and make you think different?

I can’t give my heart to everyone. Or maybe I can just not my soul. What one thinks of your soul maybe truly different? You can go on all day about soulmates but do your really truly have on somewhere else from where you are. Or is it your mind playing tricks on you? Giving you something more complex but really simple.

How can anything be simple with so many variables??

So I go with the flow and ride the wind and see where it takes me??

But I’m so afraid.

ODE TO MICHELLE

I WAS LOOKING THROUGH SOME OLD STUFF AND FOUND THIS~~~

2/7/08

So I got some horrible news yesterday-my best friend/sister almost died 3 times on because of complications from an incompetent surgeon. Just fucking cut me in half. So in an attempt to write down my feelings, I’m going to write some verses about what a beautiful person she is.

YOUR BEAUTY AND GRACE

CANNOT BE MEASURED

YOU HAVE BEEN HERE FOR ME-

A SOLID PRESENCE SINCE I WAS 12

I LOVE YOU MY SISTER

OUR TRIALS AND TRIBUTATIONS ARE MANY

BUT ONE THING REMAINS THE SAME

YOUR UTTER BEAUTY

A BEAUTIFUL FRIEND

ONE WHO CANNOT BE REPLACED

EACH TRAIT CAN BE DUPLICATED BUT

NEVER EXACTLY THE SAME

YOU KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT ME

I STILL NO TOO LITTLE ABOUT YOU

NOT ENOUGH

NEVER ENOUGH

SUCH SADNESS IN YOUR EYES

BUT YOU STILL KEEP GOING

YOU AMAZE ME IN YOUR SIMPLICITY

THE SIMPLE PLEASURES YOU FIND IN LIFE

YOU ARE LIKE A BUTTERFLY

CONSTANTLY CHANGING

YOUR SONG SWEET AND MELODIOUS

YOU ARE JUST AT THE BEGINNING OF YOUR LIFE

YOU HAVE MUCH FLYING TO DO.

HANG IN THERE

YOU HAVE YET TO EXPLORE

THE MYSTERIES OF YOUR LIFE

TAKE MY HAND AND FLY FREE

AND BEGIN TO SEE THE

WORLD IN A NEW LIGHT.

I HAVE MORE TO WRITE BUT THAT’S ALL THAT’S MAKING ITSELF KNOWN

ODE TO THE DESPAIRING PRINCE

THIS WAS WRITTEN SEVERAL YEARS AGO FOR A SPECIAL FRIEND OF MINE~~~~

10/20/04

ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS A FAIR MAIDEN

WHO LIVED IN A CASTLE

FAR, FAR AWAY

A PRINCE ADMIRED HER FROM AFAR

THINKING OF HER EVERYDAY

A HORRIBLE TROLL KEPT HER UNDER LOCK AND KEY

ANOTHER PRINCE CAME AND SAVED HER

BUT SHE FOUND OUT IT WAS ALL A DISGUISE

AND HE WAS REALLY A GOBLIN PRETENDING TO BE A MAN

SO SHE RAN AWAY AND MET A HANDSOME BARD

WHO SANG HER SONGS OF LOVE

SHE FELL IN LOVE WITH HIS WAY AND IS TOGETHER WITH HIM

TO THIS DAY

THE FIRST PRINCE WHO HELD HER HEART WAS WALKING

THROUGH THE DEEP DARK FOREST IN HOPES TO BE WITH THE

PRINCESS ONE DAY, WHEN ALONG THE WAY,

HE BECAME ENTRANCED WITH A LOVELY MAIDEN WHO WAS REALLY A HARPY IN DISGUISE.

SHE HAD A CRYSTAL BALL AND SHOWED HIM THE PRINCESS WITH HER NEW LOVE

HIS HEART WAS SADDENED.

HE FELL INTO DESPAIR

THE FAKE MAIDEN CAPTURED HIM WITH A HORRIBLE POTION

AND THUS CAUSED HIM TO FEEL NO PAIN

HE THEN DECIDED IN HIS FORCED STUPOR THAT THE FOREST

WASN’T SO BAD AFTER ALL AND DECIDED TO STAY WITH THE HARPY MAIDEN

ALL THE WHILE CATCHING GLIMPSES IN THE BALL OF THE PRINCESS.

THIS AT LEAST GAVE HIM SOME FEELING THAT HE THOUGHT WAS LOST.

SO HE TOOK HIS LOVE AND LOCKED IT AWAY AND

HE DREAMED OF A BETTER LIFE SOMEDAY.

THE PRINCESS SENT A MESSAGE ONE DAY ON THE WINGS OF A DRAGONFLY

TO THE PRINCE WITH JUST THESE TWO SENTENCES.

“I STILL CARE AND REMEMBER WHAT NEVER WAS AND NEVER CAME TO BE.”

“YOU ARE STILL IN MY HEART AND ALWAYS SHALL BE.”

SO ALAS ENDS THIS CHAPTER OF THE TALE.

WHERE IT GOES FROM HERE, ONE NEVER KNOWS.

LIFE IS ONE BIG NEVERENDING RIDE

THE BUMPS JUST MAKE IT MORE MEANINGFUL...

SOUNDS PRETTY GOOD FOR A FAIRY TALE DOESN’T IT?

Sunday, August 26, 2012

INTRO TO MY WIP-DARROW: DREAMWALKER

Hello everyone, here is an intro to my WIP. Enjoy and feel free to comment.

INTRO TO MY WIP

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Random Thoughts from Heather’s Headspace

RANDOM THOUGHTS FROM HEATHER’S HEADSPACE

8/14/12

My words are my blood, dripping down an endless wall of white for the whole world to see and dance in.

One’s beauty is determined by the circumstances that life throws at them. Whether they shine or tarnish largely depends on their perception of their world as it seems rather than the reality of it.

Enlightenment is simply one’s perception of their past, present, and future; what it is and what it was meant to be. Sometimes what one finds isn’t what it seems.

Great minds were thought insane once but the reality asserted itself and one’s insanity becomes another’s sanity in the great scheme of things. One just needs to open their eyes to the infinite possibilities where they are absurd or otherwise.

Monday, July 30, 2012

My Travels to Wonderland

 

Man it has been a bit since I’ve last written my thoughts. This past weekend’s encounters have opened up the floodgates to thought.

I feel a little like Alice in Wonderland and as I’m getting to know the Mad Hatter during our tea party, I realize he is actually my best friend. What I thought seemed normal was just an illusion and it has metamorphosed into a kaleidoscope of color, much like butterfly wings. Normal was thrown out the window when I met up with the Caterpillar and the Cheshire Cat. Normal is an old hat getting thrown out and pushing me down the road to find a new hat. A shiny top hat that smiles and waves and says “I’m glad you found me old friend, what took you so long??”

In the last few months, I’ve had the immense pleasure of meeting some amazing and interesting folks who all think outside the box and have made me realize I need to be thinking outside/upside/and all around the bloody box as well. My old normal no longer exists and that’s a good thing because it was pretty boring and I wouldn’t have been able to meet the people I have. Here’s me in little red skirt with a black corset and a shiny top hat curtsying to my new friends and dare I say, family perhaps, one never knows.

Doors are opening at lightning speed for me and I just need to buckle up my bootstraps and my whip and walk through them and become my own Alice.

This is dedicated to all my new “family”. The ones I’ve met this past weekend and the ones I’ve met a week or so ago. I love you all and I’m ready to dance  with you on this wild and wonderful new stage and have you join me in my Wonderland.

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Soul Siblings and Other Randomness

Soul Siblings 6/24/12

This journal posting is a direct effect of my spiritual thoughts this weekend. I thought I would never find another soul twin again until the past few months. I met her and also my soul brother at the same time. Good things coming my way since my spiritual awakening a few months ago. We celebrated with our spiritual family this weekend and danced for Mother Earth. I have never felt as invigorated as when I danced this weekend. You know how in a family you always seem to connect to certain people in your family more than others but your family are still your family? Well that happened to me>>>I love all my spiritual family but there are 3 people that I’m more drawn to than the others and it’s not a bad thing. I have enough love to share with everyone. But I digress, back to my soul twin Moon Dancer~~~Michelle, we met a few months ago and both of us had an instant connection and as time goes on, more “kwinkidinks” have happened that have caused us to believe we are connected as something more than a sister~~~a twin is the best description to describe her>>>Like you found someone who was lost and then they came back into your life. I want her to know there is more “Kwinkidinks” coming for us~~~~or WOW moments. Next on the list is Tony~~~he is my soul brother….shifter. Something on a primal level~~and I know when he reads this he will understand…he’s pack to me and one of these times I will tell him more about my shifter pack…I have one other besides Michelle that you will love to hear about. Last but not least, I can’t forget my little soul sister Ronda Moon Talker>>>>she is the youngest and sometimes the wisest.

And the rest of the family, I just wanted to say I love you all….it’s just that I’m connected to some more than others >>>>J so thank you for being part of my family which keeps growing~~~~~my heart touches yours and I feel like I belong~~~

I look forward to see where this path leads me~~~~

AHO~~~

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Synchronicity


VERSES HIGHLIGHTED IN RED NEED WORK.

The doorway opens
I look in
Where do I begin?
The window shuts
The world cuts in
Where will the path lead?

Chorus:
Synchronicity
Where fate finds a hand to meet
Everything in rhythm to one unified beat
Standing still while the world takes in its fill
Of a brand new pill.

Reality, fantasy, where does one line end
And the next begin?
What is the whirlwind that crashes in and
Rearranges everything?
What purpose becomes unveiled?
As the hand of fate prevailed?

Chorus:
Synchronicity
Where fate finds a hand to meet
Everything in rhythm to one unified beat
Standing still while the world takes in its fill
Of a brand new pill

I look around
And there I’ve found
A coincidence passing
Where does it lead?
My hand is bleeding
My heart is receiving
The beginning and the end

I walk out in the street
A car shrieks
I look around at a sign
And I find the will to
Leave the street.
 Just in time.

Chorus:
Synchronicity
Where fate finds a hand to meet
Everything in rhythm to one unified beat
Standing still while the world takes in its fill
Of a brand new pill.



I pass the time
Watching out for ghosts
Time stands still
The world in slow motion.
A flash of light
the world ignites with
A thousand shards of dreams

Fate rearranges.
Knowledge waits.
Walk through the doorway.
The mystery hides inside.
What do you see?
Be careful because
Nothing is ever as it seems.
All that you may find are dreams.

Chorus:
Synchronicity
Where fate finds a hand to meet
Everything in rhythm to one unified beat
Standing still while the world takes in its fill
Of a brand new pill.

Written by Heather Powers of Shadow Moon Rising 2/7/02
Copyright 2002

Magic in the Melody


Standing here grasping the hands of time
Contemplating which path is mine
The wilderness waits eagerly
The wind whispers it melody
Lulling me with complacency

Crouching on the wings of prayer
Wondering how I got there
Waiting for it to lift me      
Away from my misery

Chorus:
What magic can you see?
What part of the dream is me?
How many eyes will open in surprise
When they learn the mystery of infinity.

My course is an open book
Why am I so hesitant to look?
Uncertainty hiding in the wings
Waiting for me to step inside
What do I have to hide?

Chorus:
What magic can you see?
What part of the dream is me?
How many eyes will open in surprise
When they learn the mystery of infinity.

Fate holds my hand.
Leading me down a future path
Chaining me with its sublime melody.
Leaving me unable to breathe.
One step closer to the brink.
Waiting for my feet to sink.

Chorus:
What magic can you see?
What part of the dream is me?
How many eyes will open in surprise
When they learn the mystery of infinity

Written by Heather Powers of Shadow Moon Rising 2/7/02-updated 3/17/02
Copyright 2002

The Game


Sitting here watching the world come by
Wondering if it’s worth my time.
Poverty disease and hate
Why do they all seem to relate?
I see so much bad but
Good on the other hand
What do you see?
Do you see the same as me?

Chorus:
Good/bad
It’s all the same
Just a matter of who’s to blame
One person’s life
Another’s one game

Good can put on a face
Just as bad can be misplaced
Perception can be a one-way glass
If the choice comes to pass
<<<<>>>>
Love/hate
Two sides of the same slate
Which one do you choose?
Better pick, before it’s too late.
Your time is fading.
Your life is rearranging.

Chorus:
Good/bad
It’s all the same
Just a matter of who’s to blame
One person’s life
Another one’s game

The bell tolls, my time is near
What do you hear?
My voice is fading
My path is waiting
Come here.
Now think, in time all will become clear.

Written by Heather Powers of Shadow Moon Rising
2/7/02
Copyright 2002

Phoenix

I was clearing out some old files and found some old songs I wrote:) 
Here is the first one:

PHOENIX


I STAND AT THE EDGE OF ETERNAL BLISS
JUST REALIZING IT EXISTS
MY MIND’S EYE LOOK TO THE INFINITE SKY
WISH I COULD FLY
WONDERING MY FATE
AS I MEDITATE ON WHAT IT MEANS TO ME
UNTIL MAGIC GRABS ME IN ITS MYSTERY EMBRACE
CARRYING ME ALONG ON IT’S MAD RACE
WHAT WONDERS DO I SEE..
WHAT CAN I BEGIN TO BE

CHORUS
RISING FROM THE ASHES
MY LIFE PASSES ME BY IN FLASHES
I BEGIN TO TAKE MY PLACE
AND BECOME A NEW FACE
AS I OPEN THE GATE TO MY FATE

I TOUCH FATE AS I MEDITATE
ON THE STATE OF THE WORLD TODAY
THEIR RELIANCE ON THE TANGIBLE
JUST DOESN’T PLACATE
WANTING AND WAITING
THEY ALL STRUGGLE IN THE MIRE
SUCH MISERY TO BE A PRISONER
TO THEIR BELIEFS.

CHORUS

IN EVERYTHING WE SEE…
THERE IS MAGIC WAITING TO BE
FOLLOW THE PATH WITH ME
AND OPEN YOUR EYES AND SEE


HEATHER POWERS
COPYRIGHT 2003

Dream Visions 4/12/12


Dream Visions
4/12/12
Since this past weekend, I’ve been given glimpses of things to come. I basically opened up my soul and mind’s eye to what the Creator was trying to tell me. I have a special walking stick that Grandfather Three Paws made me that captured the essence of my totems. I’ve not used it recently. Before the past weekend, I had taken to sleeping in bed with it every night in hopes that I could reconnect to it and I most definitely have. The first night I had the most vivid dreams. Last night was one of those nights. Before I went to sleep, I let my mind clear and just let the stick connect me to the dream/spirit world and opened my soul to receive whatever the creator wanted me to learn. I asked for guidance of my totems and was given snapshots in my mind’s eye. The first snapshot was a beautiful tan mare with a long mane of hair. The second was of a tall young man who had dark hair who was carrying a raven haired girl probably about 5 years old and put her on the horse bareback. Then into the picture walked a young woman with braided dark blonde hair walking with young boy who was looked about 10-12. Then the silhouette of the horse came back in the view as the small family walked through a meadow during sunset. Then as I drifted back, I feel such an inner peace.
This weekend I’m going back to Wild Winds Buffalo Preserve with my best friend and taking my stick to recharge its energy and perhaps meditate on this vision further.

Monday, April 9, 2012

Spiritual Awakening


Written by Heather Powers for Bosco at Wild Winds Buffalo Preserve

The call came lightly through the wind…
A bison voice spoke of all things
His body lay torn as the day grew worn
His eye closed in eternal rest
His spirit flew as the day moved
Prayers followed as his friends looked on in sorrow
A red tailed hawk flew above the sight
Keeping all from the bison spirit bright
Two cranes emerged above the gloom
They lifted the heads with their glorious flight.
His family looked on in peace as the shadows grew.
Wishing him farewell as his spirit danced in the fading light.
Hands clasped in prayer and souls blossom
Spiritual thoughts flow through their minds
They awaken dormant songs within their hearts.
Messages were given as dreams brewed.
All is not as they thought, a different mind was brought.
Souls intertwine as the tears flow.
Connecting all to each other
Becoming one with the Creator.