This beautiful woman has had a profound effect on me, on my need for truth, to my view of the Universe, and to my heart.  My happiest moments were spent with her.  Aries guards that part of my heart that she touched.  I think of her every day.
 She travels through peoples lives and spreads happiness in her wake.  

I love her with all my heart

The Wonder....
 Trust and love are magik.  This beautiful woman, this wonder, is full of love that is ageless and bewitching.


The Power in Love
   There are times in life when things could not be made any more clear.  When the universe is screaming at you,  dropping a 15 ton weight on your head, or striking you with lighting.

Magik
   Once upon a time...
I left on a trip for Australia.  I had called every day, but my going there was hard on her.  

   I had spent the day with my sister, her baby son and my son Nick.  We were ending the day in Palm Beach on the ocean side of the peninsula.  It had been a beautiful day and it looked as though we were in for an equally beautiful evening.

   We were all splashing around in the water.  A weather front had appeared, covering the whole horizon.  It's arrival was suprising and very... unreal.  This fierce looking weather was coming at us with speed, literally out of the blue.  My sister and I were still standing in the water, commenting about it, when the storm hit us.

 Suddenly sand was blowing across the beach like a Hollywood movie.  Our borrowed umbrella blew into the parking lot.  Lightning flashed and the rain began to pelt us.  High winds gusted up from nothing to this incredible storm with no transition time.  We packed up the kids and headed back to my grandmothers.  On the way back, as we drove past Pittwater Bay, we saw boats that had broken lose from there moorings blow onto the shore.  Street signs were blowing over and debris was blowing across the highway.  We got back to Grans in time to witness a powerful electrical storm .  
   

In her starry shade of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn the language of another world.
-George Gordon, Lord Byron

And death shall have no dominion
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.

Over and Over

Distant echos of loves past
Sound an immense emptiness
Deep resonant notes in the darkness, almost recognizable
Fragmented but familiar
A conversation at a distance, heard but not understood
What was makes my soul stir yet again
my soul and my ghosts