We knew each other back in those unspeakable days of Salem (or maybe it was Warren?). Anyway, I knew her then and I ran into her again, only her clothing was far sexier than in the old days - a lot more red than black. She is still casting spells but with a bit more irony, humor, and sadness and a whole lot more paper, ink and truth. This time, her cauldron is filled with the power of words.
Children gather at her hem hungry for the words to express the emotions she stirs up within them. And she graciously gifts them. She is truly magical . . . a gift to the planet.
Check her out at Michelle's Spell
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
An old friend all shiney and new
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4 comments:
Truer words were never written. Bravo!
Wonderful!
Thanks for the lovely shout-out! Salem and Warren aren't that far from one another in emotional time! I'm enjoying catching up with your blog.
Dear God I always love the art on this page.
Have a good thanksgiving Lindy..someday we shall have to talk metaphysics.
And hello Michelle...I will have to drop by your website.
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