Acquafortis' Heart Flutters

A Point of Stillness

2013-12-30T21:21:00.000+01:00

A rhythmical breath, a guttural vibration, shaping a bodily resonance. A Nascent sound, delicately, hesitantly, holding an ethereal channel. Transcending space, encompassing the soul. Annulling time, reaching through the ages. Gathering thoughts, distilling wisdom, facing the shadow, dissolving fear. Effortlessly weaving, A musical thread, humming a terrain

Book Review of A Very Civil Wedding

2013-11-01T17:25:00.000+01:00

A Very Civil Wedding by V.T. Davy My rating: 5 of 5 stars When asked to review this book I was intrigued by the subject the author tackled in the book: a same sex-marriage of the princess that one day will be Queen and Supreme Governor of the Church of England. I said to myself WOW!. Someone finally decided to face a topic that can, in any near future possibly become reality. What immediately

Earth and Water

2013-07-29T13:56:00.000+02:00

I crossed the threshold, felt the call. I dive towards the sandy sea bed, the sea beckoning to just let go, ...and flow. Two parallel worlds, so near and afar. Earth and Water. Kept separate by our evolution, united by the space of a withheld breath. The tinkling of the grains of sand, the gently tumble on each other, moving along the hidden flow.

My Spontaneous Me

2013-06-04T22:19:00.000+02:00

I once was a teenager, contemplating the sea, from a rock, in dark cold wintery night. I had just come out of a spiritual retreat, with the intent of not going back. I wanted to end my life. I was the laughing stock of my friends, the disapproval of my teachers, the leprosy to my nuns. I was different. I was unwanted. I loved a girl. They loved boys, or god. There was

Dreaming of Babylon

2013-05-11T00:31:00.001+02:00

The dial turns and the 29th degree clicks. My eyes close and a portal is opened. My feet are wearing simple leather sandals, climbing slowly the yellow stone stairs, flanked with fire torches, carved out in a long upward corridor. At the top it opens to the darkness of the night, to the smell of fresh air, and flowers in the garden. Silence envelops my being, while now and then

Something about Wounds

2013-02-22T14:59:00.000+01:00

There is something painfully magical about wounds. Whatever nature or origin, they have a purpose. In that messy, deep, raw wound there lies profoundly buried the seed of healing. Sometimes the seed grows rapidly and relief is soon found. Sometimes the seed needs a cycle of nature's elements, to nudge the germination, with subsequent closure, and scar as a reminder.

My long journey to this Winter Solstice 2012

2012-12-21T10:58:00.000+01:00

Only the Universe knows how grateful I am to be celebrating this day. This last year, especially the later half has been a sort of dark night of the soul. I came in contact with even further darker sides of myself. Dark shadowy mysterious parts that have long claimed to be heard and given attention to. It was the culmination of a nearly 12 year period. I suffered fractures both

Samhain 2012

2012-10-31T15:55:00.000+01:00

On the eve of this new year, as darkness enfolds the world with a tighter grip, and obscurity is more tangible than ever: I shall light a candle, in honour of my shadow, that diligently is doing its job, even if I may not always appreciate that. I shall light a candle, in honour of all those who this year, I perceived their shadow, looming on my heart. Blessed be you for

An Aries Full Moon Dream

2012-09-30T12:37:00.001+02:00

So during last night I had a dream, exactly at the time of the Aries full moon. A weird but potent dream that roughly went this way: I was in sort of a big conference room/Norman style church. A huge gathering was taking place but I do not know if it was a worship service or a conference with a speaker. At the end of west side (opposite the altar where the speaker was) there were a lot of

Review of Sappho's Fables Volume 1

2012-09-12T23:42:00.000+02:00

Sappho's Fables, Volume 1: Three Lesbian Fairy Tale Novellas by Elora Bishop My rating: 5 of 5 stars I had already read two other books (with great enthusiasm) by Sarah Diemer/Elora Bishop before the unexpected opportunity arrived of having a free copy to review of Sappho's Fables, Volume 1. So I thought I knew what I was expecting: Lesbian Fairy tales period.Well, no way it was going to be as

Review of The Dark Wife

2012-07-23T22:43:00.000+02:00

The Dark Wife by Sarah Diemer My rating: 5 of 5 stars The Dark Wife is a well written tender retelling of the mythological story of Persephone and Hades. It was incredible to see how Sarah Diemer has so intimately assimilated this myth. Such knowledge has enabled her to transform it into a whole new delicate love story, nevertheless maintaining the framework and detail.The author has succeeded

Review of The Fiche Room

2012-06-21T21:19:00.001+02:00

The Fiche Room by Suzie Carr My rating: 5 of 5 stars This book took my hand and walked me down a long memory lane. Reading The Fiche Room was like reading my diary that I never wrote in those turbulent days. Those words that wrenched my heart, thoughts that split my head in two and emotions that ignited me alive.There were "weird" moments when I thought that Suzie Carr was in my head some odd 12

Earth Day 2012

2012-04-22T19:34:00.000+02:00

I need the Earth, its dirtiness, its humidity, its roughness, its force. I need the Earth because without it I would simply fly away in thoughts that have no meaning and in plans that have no roots. I need the Earth, for its welcoming feeling that never fails; its majesty that reminds me of where I am, who I am. I need the Earth, its muskiness, its freshness, its spiciness, its alchemy that

The One Minute Cure Review

2012-03-25T16:47:00.001+02:00

I knew about charged oxygen being used in a variety of diseases with great success. I knew about the phagocytes in body using hydrogen peroxide as a first line defence. I practically knew about all the author was talking about. I agree that with our current lifestyles oxygenation of tissues can help a lot especially in chronic, degenerative and infectious diseases. However what leaves my dubious

Ostara 2012?

2012-03-20T22:50:00.000+01:00

This morning my alarm clock rang at exactly 6:15am at the same time as the Spring Equinox entered the Northern hemisphere. Ostara was here and I have to confess I felt dread. Yes you read well dread. Spring means change, spring means life, spring means longer days and shorter nights. Spring means the joy of life, of movement, of looking ahead with the promise of better things.... and Spring means

Imbolc 2012

2012-02-01T22:24:00.001+01:00

As I was preparing to start my spinning session in my living-room I felt like a voice telling me to light the candle for Imbolc. I said “Now? Isn't it a bit early?”. And the voice answered “Yes now!” Forty minutes afterwards as I was cooling off doing some stretching I glanced at the candle and my thoughts obviously went again to Imbolc and how ironically enough I am finding it difficult

Review of The Reluctant Tarot Reader: Adventures in the Gypsy Trade

2012-01-23T18:59:00.000+01:00

It all started that I dreamt of Raven, of her giving a lecture on GLBT and religion. I tweeted this to her, several exchanges of tweets and all I know the next morning I found a copy of The Reluctant Tarot Reader ebook in my email. I had just arrived in Malta. And obviously the Universe just though it was absolutely the right time to read such a book. There is something that connects me

Good-bye Malta!

2012-01-05T17:49:00.000+01:00

I've just said good-bye to my parents. As time goes by, each time it is a deeper felt good-bye. Once I used to flee from here, from their presence. Now I book a flight and spend all my holidays to be with them, to be in Malta. Time has changed me and has changed them. Actually for me more than Time it was all the hard work on facing my fears, my suppressed anger and a slow finding of myself

The Two Digital Rings

2011-12-26T18:49:00.000+01:00

Tomorrow I am leaving to Malta to visit my parents. You might say “What is the big deal?” Those who have been following my blog know that my parents and I have a rocky relationship, only lately recuperated. So my visits there are a bit like a Russian Roulette. You do not know when the bullet will fire. And when it does I have to be ready to move aside Matrix style and be all Zen about it. On

A Yule Prayer

2011-12-20T17:52:00.000+01:00

Winter solstice is approaching. The darkness will start slowly abating, receding. Lately I was thinking that I was doing better in a particular issue in my life. An incident yesterday reminded me that those issues are still there burning hot with confusion. My first reaction was despair. As well as a bit of an anger towards the person that reminded me of this issue. Then slowly the Universe

Homosexuality, Mum, Hell & God - Samhain 2011

2011-10-31T15:11:00.002+01:00

Where to start? The four above are tightly interconnected and my assignment for this period is to disentangle the fear that has been installed in me. An appropriate assignment for Samhain I dare say. My mother, staunch Roman Catholic, observed that I was homosexual before I did. And as soon as the occasion presented itself when I was just a thirteen year old falling in love with my best friend

Mabon 2011

2011-09-23T19:31:00.001+02:00

So Mabon is here. The underworld is being ushered in cycle of our life. As regards my life, Mabon has made its appearance a couple of weeks ago. By underworld I am referring to all that needs quiet, introspection, meditation and downright hard work on my believes, codes and patterns of behaviour. These last 2 weeks if

Judgemental Pride

2011-09-12T22:01:00.000+02:00

"How unsurprising, then, that so few people have the patience to learn what is in their own hearts, much less the hearts of others. Little wonder that few possess true awareness. Such knowledge comes at a price – it can be a difficult, painstaking, slow path, during which we must suspend our ego. The great paradox is that when we let go of our need to be in control, but instead simply

A Message from the Universe

2011-09-04T17:16:00.000+02:00

Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even

Magical 39th Birthday!

2011-08-31T09:09:00.000+02:00

My birthday present, Puzzy and G. I am writing this least I forget what a wonderful 39th Birthday was yesterday. I am writing this at the crack of dawn before all other frenetic activities start because I want to jot down how blessed I am and I want to keep reminding me of such FACT.I want to thank my family who