Mae Govannen, and blessings.

Willow trees, tipped with young leaves and blossoms of chartreuse and gold, line the creek. Sunlight pours among them, reflecting ripples upon the water. Little violets, purple and white, grow in thickets on the banks, along with wild raspberries and American mandrake. An apple tree, gnarled, stands by the cornfield; it was struck by lightning three years ago during a thunderstorm that spawned both a tornado and a double rainbow. And last night as I drifted off, I glanced out the window. I…

I am grateful to be able to have a job that also allows me to be a full time homemaker, as my work largely keeps me at-home. 

I incorporate past life memories and realities into the current life with art, music, handcrafts, and food. This weekend I'm baking lembas for my beloved's birthday. A hearty and rich food that can fill a grown adult human for days, I make it all too infrequently. It is easy to make, I use the recipe from this site.…

There are several lives I recall.

The most recent was in the mid/late 1800s it appears. I only recall fragments. I seem to have been Amish, or perhaps Mennonite, and a 'mere housewife'. It was a very peaceful life, seems to have most likely been in Pennsylvania. It was an uneventful but yet very influential life--I still love the culture and crafts. It would not surprise me if my fea,  my Spirit, incarnated within the hroa or body of my soulmate's ancestors,…

So I'm of direct Azorean maternal mitochondrial descent--my mother's mother is full blood Azorean from Sao Miguel. I grew up with her telling me that the Azores was all that remains of Atlantis. 

A few nights ago my soulmate and I were looking up some images from the Silmarillion, as we're both Elves and learning a lot about the ancient hidden history of our world (Arda) prior to the present, late-Fourth Age. I looked at a map of Numenor...…