moon dreams

moon dreams
photo by Jeni Ferguson

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

taken at Schroon River in Warrensburg NY .

the power of words.

Today I mourn the passing of one of the most amazing women I have ever been blessed to meet. She encouraged every soul she met to be their best. Through the power of written word she taught us life. Bringing us new understanding and lighting the fire of knowledge in each heart she touched. Even now, with high school days far behind me, I can see her smile and the twinkle in her eye as she gently encouraged me to find my own way . She truly believed in every one of her students. She saw potential for greatness and challenged us to surpass it. She walked her talk in all aspects of her life. How do you say good bye to such a soul? Her spirit lives on in all of us. We all carry a spark in our hearts ignited by her enthusiasm for living. Thank you Mrs Deb Breitenbach for being the most amazing you possible, and for showing all of us how awesome life can be. I wish you a heaven full of books, and a chair on the beach in which to read them at your leisure.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

dreaming wisdom

last night I had the strangest dream. I was a native american woman living in houses carved on cliffs with my tribe. There were 2 large ravens swooping and circling the cliffs. most of the tribe including myself viewed them as great protectors of our people. This one woman did not , she tried to raise her child to hate the ravens, but her child was friends with my children and I taught her to respect and love them. this so angered the woman she grabbed her bow and tried to kill the ravens. I followed and  saved her life when the ravens would have killed her I asked them to forgive instead her ignorance. as we were walking down from the raven's nest she asked me " Raven you always have hate and anger inside of you, how do you keep it from taking over? " my answer was " you focus on the love" . I woke up with tears on my cheeks. and a new lesson in my heart.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

how the rain gods stole the moon

They gathered quietly in the dark, hearts beating ancient tribal rhythms.  Waiting with anticipation for the much feared and lauded Blood Moon to appear in the sky, heads tilted gazing at the black and quiet sky . But the rain gods were jealous of the Blood Moon , and conspired to keep her hidden . They gathered their clouds about her,  hiding her from the adoration below.  The people wondered what had they done , what thing so angered the Blood Moon that she would hide from those who loved her so. And then the rains came , and the people knew who was responsible for their disappointment. They shuffled sadly back into their homes, unable to bask in the chilling red light of the moon, they drifted back into slumber. The rain gods rejoiced and flooded the rivers . such is the way of the world.

Thursday, April 10, 2014


Engaging in seemingly impossible activities and achieving success in a manner that renders all onlookers completely awestruck.  I'm rocking badass every day. Thursday I hope you're wearing your big girl panties.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

The Illuminatus Trilogy

The first time the Golden Apple is mentioned in the trilogy is in a pentagon ... The first time I read the trilogy was in the Pentagon ... Coincidence ??.... The universal Eye is crinkling its corners with laughter... Maybe Malaclypse knows ....

Thursday, April 3, 2014

Some days

Some days I find it hard to get out of bed.  facing the next 8 hours is just too much.
some days I want to run away from all responsibility, take the yoke off my shoulders and find fun.
some days I want to come home and snuggle in your arms because the day has been too everything.
some days I am so tired of doing it alone I want you here to share the joys and sorrows.
some days I struggle to find my smile and paste it on my face, my heart just isn't in it .
some days i look at how far I have come and how far I have to go, and wonder, is it worth it
some days I am overwhelmed , It's all too much and I have to fight back tears.
some days what I want most in the world might as well be buried in a galaxy far far away.
some days I am drowning and there is no rescue and I can't find the energy to save myself.
some days I just want to quit everything.

but I get up , and some how I make it through each day. I struggle on. I only hope that someday all this waiting , all this work, this long road I am walking alone will lead to something so amazing I can look back and say...yeah I would do it all again.