What is up!!?

How is everyone out there? I have been gone so long from Tribe...popping in now and then. I have been so busy with life. Funny how you just get going and you move on but I couldn't not come back! Missed you guys...seeing your blogs, pics, etc.
Thank you for the emails....people checking in on me. I really appreciated that!

Doing so good...still at the same company..more responsibilty and a raise but its all good. Making more friends and seeing more of this amazing city...
Please let me know how your dreams are going...how you have been...
Untill we talk again...love from the Dragonfly!

What a nice way to spend Christmas

I just got back form a wonderful day with my friend Willow. We saw beautiful Johnny on the big screen in "Sweeny Todd". Excellent movie but I love when he works with Tim Burton anyways. It was a great day just hanging out. We had dinner and also saw some of the decorations. Just about everything was closed but there was some life around 34th and 42nd! LOL The windows at Macy's and all the lights...I love NY during the Holidays.

I saw this on the Mag. stands on the way home and could not resist posting this beautiful pic. This man is just gorgeous!!!

The Yule Cat

The oldest written sources on the Yule Cat are from the Nineteenth Century. These refer to the fact that those who do not get a new item of clothing for Yule are destined to become offerings for the Yule Cat. It may sound strange that the deprived ones will also become the sacrifices, but this tradition is based on the fact that every effort was made to finish all work with the Autumn wool before Yule. The reward for those who took part in the work was a new piece of clothing. Those who were lazy received nothing. Thus the Yule Cat was used as an incentive to get people to work harder.

A woman describes a scene from her youth in the last century thus: "We were lazy doing this chore. Then we were reminded of the Yule Cat. We thought that was some terrible beast and the last thing we wanted was to be one of his offers".

One of Iceland's most beloved poets in this century, Jóhannes úr Kötlum, wrote a lay about the Yule Cat. It follows in the translation of Vignir Jónsson, who says: "You'll have to forgive me but I didn't make it rhyme - I'm not much of a poet."


You all know the Yule Cat
And that Cat was huge indeed.
People didn't know where he came from
Or where he went.

He opened his glaring eyes wide,
The two of them glowing bright.
It took a really brave man
To look straight into them.

His whiskers, sharp as bristles,
His back arched up high.
And the claws of his hairy paws
Were a terrible sight.

He gave a wave of his strong tail,
He jumped and he clawed and he hissed.
Sometimes up in the valley,
Sometimes down by the shore.

He roamed at large, hungry and evil
In the freezing Yule snow.
In every home
People shuddered at his name.

If one heard a pitiful "meow"
Something evil would happen soon.
Everybody knew he hunted men
But didn't care for mice.

He picked on the very poor
That no new garments got
For Yule - who toiled
And lived in dire need.

From them he took in one fell swoop
Their whole Yule dinner
Always eating it himself
If he possibly could.

Hence it was that the women
At their spinning wheels sat
Spinning a colorful thread
For a frock or a little sock.

Because you mustn't let the Cat
Get hold of the little children.
They had to get something new to wear
From the grownups each year.

And when the lights came on, on Yule Eve
And the Cat peered in,
The little children stood rosy and proud
All dressed up in their new clothes.

Some had gotten an apron
And some had gotten shoes
Or something that was needed
- That was all it took.

For all who got something new to wear
Stayed out of that pussy-cat's grasp
He then gave an awful hiss
But went on his way.

Whether he still exists I do not know.
But his visit would be in vain
If next time everybody
Got something new to wear.

Now you might be thinking of helping
Where help is needed most.
Perhaps you'll find some children
That have nothing at all.

Perhaps searching for those
That live in a lightless world
Will give you a happy day
And a Merry, Merry Yule.

(sorry but I could not resist the cat pic)

Goodbye my lover

Did I disappoint you or let you down?
Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,
Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.
So I took what's mine by eternal right.
Took your soul out into the night.
It may be over but it won't stop there,
I am here for you if you'd only care.
You touched my heart you touched my soul.
You changed my life and all my goals.
And love is blind and that I knew when,
My heart was blinded by you.
I've kissed your lips and held your head.
Shared your dreams and shared your bed.
I know you well, I know your smell.
I've been addicted to you.

Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.

I am a dreamer but when I wake,
You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.
And as you move on, remember me,
Remember us and all we used to be
I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.
I've watched you sleeping for a while.
I'd be the father of your child.
I'd spend a lifetime with you.
I know your fears and you know mine.
We've had our doubts but now we're fine,
And I love you, I swear that's true.
I cannot live without you.

Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.

And I still hold your hand in mine.
In mine when I'm asleep.
And I will bear my soul in time,
When I'm kneeling at your feet.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.
I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow.
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow.

James Blunt

To Hecate on all Hallows Eve

Ancient Crow, Dark of Moon,
Mighty Hecate grant this boon.
Grant thy blessings of Bone and ash,
Of ancient wisdom and peace I ask.
From blackness and death, springs forth new life.
From chaos to peace, from calmness to strife.
Such is the circle of life; from death to life, and back to earth.
Let me also be reborn.
As the winter gives way to spring, may this also be within.
Mother of Witches, Queen of the Spirits,
I pay homage to thee this night.
Send to me my loved ones who have long past lived as I,
Yet send them in peace, or not at all.
With peace and love, by Moon and Sea,
With harm to none, so mote it be.

Unknown

I'm back!!!

My transmittor (how every you spell that) blew up in my monitor and have not had internet at home for two months!!! Got a monitor like three weeks later but it took this long to have a Saturday open with Optimum Online to come out. arrggghhh

So anyways....just wanted to say I am now online and missed everyone!
Cheers
D