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He is not content with what he has would not be content with what he would like to have
*Socrates*
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jodisar
Last seen: 15 hours ago
jodisar is a woman from Almost Heaven, Ballinafad, Canada
I am a healer, a diviner, and able to contact and summon entities from several realms. I worship within the Asatru religion. This is a Nordic way of life that pre-dates christianity. Your garden-variety barbarian witch.
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CARD | Happening now at CARD!
Rated • 1 review • disabilities, therapy, horseback riding • card.ca
This is my dream. To have a facility for riding therapy for the disabled. I had that dream taken away from me yesterday and I was in so much pain and anger that I wasn't sure how I was going to cope. Today I find myself in a calmer state of mind. My dream is not dead and I still intend with every fiber of my being to make that dream a reality. I will simply have to make it happen on my own. -
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Spring Equinox happens about March 21, and I pass from one time into the other, yet am between one time and another. I completely shed winter's sleep. As a time of passing, transition, it is powerful - a time of balance - equal day and equal night - so a time of magic. I am poised between being bound, and the movement of Spring. Bound like sleeping beauty who is released by love's kiss into the violent passion of Spring. Bound as in the cosmic egg, which exploded when the cosmos was hatched. Explosive moment of creation - moving dynamically chaotically.
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Dear Captor,
I am a wild creature who longs for her freedom. Yet I find myself trapped in this cage, kept by you. We can both hear my pack calling for me to come to them. My pack of the Wild Hunt who call themselves the Great Horde. They walk by my enclosure close enough for me to hear them laughing at me and ridiculing me for being so foolish as to be captured.
And all for what? Love?
When you, the one who holds my heart, decides to open the gate to try and get closer to me, may find that I will rip open your throat and run home. I understand fear too.
There is a battle of the Gods raging above our heads and I must join with my tribe. My powerful light and high vibrations are needed and missed. There is no time to be wasted, and I am becoming physically ill. You may find yourself in the presence of a Force so great that will also appeal to you for my freedom. Don't say that you weren't warned. The pressure will increase, I promise you that.
I appeal to you, my captor. Set me free or run with me.
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Rated • 1 review • horses • tothewireltd.com
These kinds of stories happen only in the movies. Hollywood can create the drama, the unbelievable ending, even the tears.
Zenyatta doesn't need Hollywood. She produces her own show. She is, as her jockey Mike Smith, says, "a race horse sent from heaven."
On a day that racing will cherish for a long time, a historic moment that may sustain, even boost, a struggling industry for years to come, Zenyatta beat the boys.
Oh my, did she.
She won the $5-million Breeders' Cup Classic, a male domain for all of its previous 25 years. The best female finish in this one had been a third place in 1992. Fillies and mares seldom even enter.
No matter to Zenyatta.
Saturday at Santa Anita, before an impressive crowd of 58,845, she both stunned and thrilled the racing world, maybe even parts of the general sports world that were paying attention. She overcame a distracting delay at the starting gate, a horrible start and a huge deficit with a half mile to go to beat the boys by a length. There was a Kentucky Derby winner in front of her, a Belmont winner, this year's Santa Anita Handicap winner.
Didn't matter to Zenyatta. See ya.
