<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:45:18.601+09:30</updated><title type='text'>The Truth About Cauldrons &amp; Broomsticks</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the blog of my life. Mainly the stuff that I can't talk about to the people in my life face to face. The real story of a young witch.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-116013656295290022</id><published>2006-10-06T21:33:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-06T21:39:22.966+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Help Please...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hey all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I would love to here from someone who has any ideas/rituals/spells or anything to help clear my mind and get me feeling back to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You see I haven't really felt like myself lately. I feel really sesitive and let little things get to me and I get really stressed out easily. Its starting to interfere with my relationships and work also, and I've just had enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried a bit of meditating but it didnt really work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Any thoughts would be greatly appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thanks, Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-116013656295290022?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/116013656295290022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=116013656295290022' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/116013656295290022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/116013656295290022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/10/help-please.html' title='Help Please...'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115942913227190464</id><published>2006-09-28T16:53:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-09-28T17:08:52.290+09:30</updated><title type='text'>12 reasons why we should all want to be children again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The ability to be amused by the simplest things, like the drops of rain running down the car window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The ability to learn so much, and the desire to learn everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Being able to ask any question, without the fear of sounding stupid or looking like an idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Getting agry with people for the pettiest things, and then continuing to be "best friends" with that same person just minutes later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The excitment during the leading up to, and the day of, events that now seem so mundane, almost a hassle. Like birthdays and christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The security of your fathers arms and the warmth of your mothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Getting away with running around the yard naked, or at least with just underwear on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Being naked with others, opposite and same sex, your age, save the red face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The amazement found in things like a huge tree or a spiders web.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ignorance and innocences. No money, cars, work, study, commitments, etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Being able to sleep wherever and whenever it pleases me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No guilt felt about stupid things like "I shouldn't have eaten those 3 chocolate ice creams" or "I shouldn't have spent that much on that outfit I brought yesturday."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What a beautiful time in our lives!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115942913227190464?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115942913227190464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115942913227190464' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115942913227190464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115942913227190464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/09/12-reasons-why-we-should-all-want-to.html' title='12 reasons why we should all want to be children again'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115797329625922602</id><published>2006-09-11T19:54:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-09-11T20:44:56.310+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Save the Planet!</title><content type='html'>I found this artical in my latest cosmopolitan magazine. I thought I would post it, there's some good idea's. Thanks cosmo xo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save the Planet! (no tree-hugging required)&lt;br /&gt;You dont have to wear vegie sandals or go without deodorant to save the planet. Here are somesimple but genius ways to really make a difference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ban The Junk Mail&lt;br /&gt;Stick a "no junk mail" sign on your letterbox and you'll avoid 1000 pieces of paraphernalia every year. Log onto &lt;a href="http://www.adma.com.au/index.asp?pgid=1999"&gt;www.adma.com.au/index.asp?pgid=1999&lt;/a&gt; to reduce unsolicited direct mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pour Some Vinegar On It&lt;br /&gt;We don't mean to sound all &lt;em&gt;Womans Weekly&lt;/em&gt;, but vinegar is an amazing non-toxic cleaning aid and a great alternative to many chemical agents. Ditch the Toilet Duck and discover how to clean the loo (and much more) at &lt;a href="http://www.versatilevinegar.org"&gt;www.versatilevinegar.org&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Go Full Frontal&lt;br /&gt;Use a front loading washing machine and you'll save around 70 litres of water per wash compared to a top loader. Reduce costs by using the cold cycle instead of the hot. If you're getting a new machine, check out &lt;a href="http://www.energyrating.gov.au"&gt;www.energyrating.gov.au&lt;/a&gt; for advice. Also check out the Australian Conservation Foundation website at &lt;a href="http://www.acfonline.org.au"&gt;www.acfonline.org.au&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Get Organ-ised&lt;br /&gt;We dont wanna be morbid, but if the unthinkable were to happen and you're on the Organ Donor Register, you could help up to 10 other people. Pick up a registration form at your local Medicare office, phone 1800 777 203 or registar online at &lt;a href="http://www.medicareaustralia.gov.au"&gt;www.medicareaustralia.gov.au&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Knit a Jumper for a Penguin&lt;br /&gt;The Phillip Island Nature Park in Victoria needs mini ponchos or jumpers for the Little Penguins it rescues from oil spills. The oil interferes with the penguins' natural insulation so if you can purl with panache, get your needles out and cast on to keep those little guys warm. Go to &lt;a href="http://www.penguinfoundation.org.au"&gt;www.penguinfoundation.org.au&lt;/a&gt; for info, and download the pattern at &lt;a href="http://www.pedguins.org.au/file/NN_Pollution.pdf"&gt;www.pedguins.org.au/file/NN_Pollution.pdf&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Get you Hound Covered&lt;br /&gt;Take out pet insurance with RSPCA and up to 20 per cent of your premium will go to support their good work. See &lt;a href="http://www.rspcapetinsurance.org.au"&gt;www.rspcapetinsurance.org.au&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Backpack for Charity&lt;br /&gt;For a holiday with a difference, why not apply for one of Mission Australia's Big Six Challenges for 2007? Walk the Inca or the Kokoda Trail, explore the Himalayas or see the Great Wall of China. You pay a $750 registration fee and pledge to raise between $5500 and $7200. See &lt;a href="http://www.inspiredadventures.com.au"&gt;www.inspiredadventures.com.au&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Get You Eco News Online&lt;br /&gt;Sign up for a free, up to the minute bulletins at the Environmental News Network website &lt;a href="http://www.enn.com"&gt;www.enn.com&lt;/a&gt;. It'll update you on everything from endangered tigers to climate change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Cut Your Cuppa Consumption&lt;br /&gt;If you're only having one cup of tea, just fill the kettle with as much water as you need. Also, leave your hair until it's 90 percent dry before blasting it with the hair dryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Don't Eat so Many Chips...&lt;br /&gt;Or other "high embodied energy" foods - that is, those that involve alot of energy and water to produce. Snacks with aluminium lined packaging (peanuts, potato chips, garlic bread), freeze-dried instant coffee and individually wrapped lollies are all culprits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK WHAT WE FOUND...&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.treehugger.com"&gt;www.treehugger.com&lt;/a&gt;, an online ecomag with a sense of humour. It's full of helpful tips, comps, products and news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artical by Fiona Sandiford.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115797329625922602?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115797329625922602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115797329625922602' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115797329625922602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115797329625922602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/09/save-planet.html' title='Save the Planet!'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115767335941106522</id><published>2006-09-08T09:09:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-09-08T09:25:59.503+09:30</updated><title type='text'>A Great Aussie Bloke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://graphicslib.viator.com/graphicslib/3988/SIAttractions/Steve-holding-croc.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://graphicslib.viator.com/graphicslib/3988/SIAttractions/Steve-holding-croc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; On Monday when I was at the royal show (like a carnival that's in each state once a year) with my boyfriend. We saw a couple friends there who told us that Steve Irwin had died. I didn't beleive them as their the kind of guys to joke around alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Don't joke about that, I really like him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Honestly, we just heard it on the radio on the way here."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;They tried to convince me but I couldn't beleive them. I even kept asking BF all day, he couldn't beleive it either. But by the time we got home we had heard it on the radio. That while filming a doco a stingray had peirced his heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For days it was all we heard about. TV news, newspapers, radio, there has already been a TV show dedicated to him. And so we hear that it is also everywhere in other places all around the world, esp the UK and USA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It is such a sad loss for Australia, even the world, and especially his family; his wife and two beautiful children. He is really someone that you couldn't ever imagen dieing that way so young. I still cant beleive it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Croc Hunter, Steve Irwin, you will be greatly missed by all who knew you, and those of us who felt like we knew you because you always wore your heart on you sleeve. Thank you for all that you've done and given us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Blessings to his family and freinds xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115767335941106522?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115767335941106522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115767335941106522' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115767335941106522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115767335941106522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/09/great-aussie-bloke.html' title='A Great Aussie Bloke'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115711413974578081</id><published>2006-09-01T22:01:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-09-01T22:05:39.750+09:30</updated><title type='text'>I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair, By Sandi Thom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was born too late to a world that doesn’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When the head of state didn’t play guitar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Not everybody drove a car,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When music really mattered and radio was king,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When accountants didn’t have control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And the media couldn’t buy your soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And computers were still scary and we didn’t know everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was born too late to a world that doesn’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When popstars still remained a myth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And ignorance could still be bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And when God Save the Queen she turned a whiter shade of pale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When my mom and dad were in their teen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and anarchy was still a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was born too late to a world that doesn’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When record shops were on top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and vinyl was all that they stocked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and the super info highway was still drifting out in space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;kids were wearing hand me downs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and playing games meant kick arounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and footballers still had long hair and dirt across their face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was born too late to a world that doesn’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was born too late to a world that doesn’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115711413974578081?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115711413974578081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115711413974578081' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115711413974578081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115711413974578081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-wish-i-was-punk-rocker-with-flowers.html' title='I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair, By Sandi Thom'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115711320325612285</id><published>2006-09-01T21:27:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-09-01T21:50:03.890+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Samhains Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="comment-poster-name" onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/24093383" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Samhains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;post some magick :)some spells of yours or something?are you in a covern? how often do you cast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said a few blogs ago, I do not cast as much as I would like to at the moment. Usually I do not cast very often anyway. I live in a Catholic house, and I think it would brake my mothers heart if she knew I wasn't one too. I do plan on "coming out of the broom-closet" one day, I'm just not sure when. Mostly I do not cast and do magick. I light two candles every sabbat and one every full moon. I also like to leave an offering like fresh flowers (depending on the sabbat) on my "altar" (my desk!) and meditate when I feel like I need some spiritual guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't perform many spells, my kind of magick might be to carry a red cloth in my pocket if I need strength, or to meditate over a blue candle before bed if I want something particular out of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not in a coven. I still think of myself as a "newbie" and I'm a bit intimidated by the whole group thing at the moment. It's all very personal for me and at this time in my life I don't really feel the need or want to practice with a group. I am though part of an Adelaide pagan meet-up group. We meet up once a month just for a discussion really (although I haven't been able to make the last two meet-ups :( hopefully the next!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to do a self-dedication ritual soon. I have been saying that for a little while but I just want to be completely sure. After all it is called a "dedication" ritual. I am still also exploring a few different wiccan "paths". At the moment I'm reading Aradia, Gospel of the Witches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that is not a disappointing answer. When I find/use something that is really successful I will defiantly post it for you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115711320325612285?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115711320325612285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115711320325612285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115711320325612285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115711320325612285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/09/samhains-question.html' title='Samhains Question'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115684237055279802</id><published>2006-08-29T17:35:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-08-29T18:36:10.573+09:30</updated><title type='text'>My bus ride from city to TAFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7:59 - Train is late again. Leg it to bus stop W3 but I don't think it was worth it, still waited at least 20 minutes for a bus that was meant to arrive at 8:17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:29 - Get on the bus and sit towards the middle on the right hand side. Great, there's Mrs. Porcelain at the front of the bus, facing towards me, again. She is a healthy elderly looking woman whose face looks as if its made from the most delicate china. Her skin looks like it's been pulled back so tight she can't move. I watch her looking out the window and smile at her reflection. I decide it's best to look away now before she catches my glance. Last week she was looking at me everytime I looked up and her porcelain smile is so creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:32 - I notice the guy sitting in front of Mrs. Porcelain keeps turning to look at the girl across the aisle from him. It's cute how he's trying to be so discrete about checking her out. Wait..Just a second...Is she? Yes, she's doing it to. They are checking each other out. Do they know each other? No, I don't think so. It is like a game of tug-of-war, she looks at him, looks back down, and a few seconds later he looks up at her, and looks back down. Opps, they just caught the other red handed. Feel the tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:34 - Oh no, not again, there she is. To my left, one row in front. There's Miss Pic-A-Nit, reading her book. Or probably pretending to read it, she is more worried about her hair, she is like obsessive compulsive about it. Yep, there she goes. Reaching up for her hair, it starts of as just rearranging a couple of strands, but when she starts that she feels around some more and notices that it needs a bit more fixing (apparently). Oh no, what the hell! She thinks and goes for the whole thing. She pulls her 80's style scrunchy out and runs her fingers through the length of her her, finaly twisting it into a bun placed randomly on the top of her head. Finished. No, not quiet. Up goes her hand, to her head again. What now? Oh ok, she's just adjusting her cap. Back to the book. Not back to your hair again? It looks fine! Just leave it! Seriously you are probably just making it worse. Chances are if it looked fine when you did your hair in front of the mirror this morning it probably still did. No don't take the bloody scrunchy out again! Just leave it! *%#@ @!&amp;amp;? I can't watch this anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:35 - Stop H1, time for Bestfreind 1 to get on. On she gets and looks around for best freind 2. Ah, there she is! Her eyes light up as she smiles and says "Hi". (Well, I guess that's what she is saying, I cannot speak any Asian languages.) I like when B1 gets on the bus and meets B2, I like listening to them talk in their language. I don't feel like I'm eavesdropping either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:40 - Here comes stop 4. Who will be the first to hit the next stop button? I've noticed more TAFE students than usual on the bus today, and it almost seems like a race between us everytime the bus passes stop 4. Here it comes, six arms raised ready to hit the button...DING. The next stop sign is flashing. It was me today. Maybe next week kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:41 - Stop 5. Here comes another week of TAFE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115684237055279802?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115684237055279802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115684237055279802' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115684237055279802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115684237055279802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-bus-ride-from-city-to-tafe.html' title='My bus ride from city to TAFE'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115617163704924626</id><published>2006-08-21T23:43:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-08-22T00:17:17.096+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Faker</title><content type='html'>I have times when I will get really into something. I will research it and study it and get excited about it, it will be all I think about. Then, after a while, I have a nasty habbit of getting over it. I will just forget about it and a year or so later I'll think "whatever happened with that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started getting into wicca/paganism etc when I was about 14. I read a couple books and thought it sounded great. I performed a ritual even. Then just kinda forgot about it. For a few years I barely even thought of it, it wasn't until the start of this year that it came back to me. I am a lot more serious about it now. It use to be something that just sounded good, but I never thought it could be real. Now I know that it is a way of life, it is as real as I make it. I know it's right for me. I am already committed. Well, not in a formally announced sense, I have not done a dedication ritual yet. But I've told my boyfriend, thinking of how I should tell my mum, etc. It's a part of who I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few weeks, well lets just say I haven't felt myself in all aspects of my life. I guess it's just a busy time of year. There's been so much stuff going on, that I haven't had time to do half the things I usually do. Now I feel really guilty bcoz I haven't even touched on my spirituality for a while. Haven't done any research, haven't written in my BOS, haven't done a ritual, lit a candle, meditated; or anything. I feel like a rip of wiccan, a fake wiccan, like I'm pretending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I just lazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always thought that I would always be a solitary pagan. Spirituality is such a personal thing for me, and I think everyone has their own belief's and their own way of expressing those. Now I'm starting to think I need a coven to keep me on track. I almost find myself wishing we had a hierarchy (yes, you can slap me later if you wish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the point of the story is sometimes (well this is the first time really) I feel like a fake. I feel ashamed for all those other pagans who are so dedicated everyday. I feel like I don't deserve to call myself a wiccan or a pagan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else ever go through this? How did you feel?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115617163704924626?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115617163704924626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115617163704924626' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115617163704924626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115617163704924626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/08/faker.html' title='Faker'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115608048003453723</id><published>2006-08-20T22:10:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:58:00.126+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Has everyone been slack lately?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So I haven't written a proper entry in ages, so I think it may be about time I did. I have been so neglectful to my poor old blog lately :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I started TAFE a month or so ago, so that has been taking up some time. I am really enjoying it, although I already sometimes feel like I'm falling behind. I have met some pretty cool people there, they're really nice. There is one girl though that reminds me of a girl from high school that I really hated. She was one of those girls who really thought she was all that, and this girl at Tafe has the same voice, the same build, everything except a different colour hair. She winges so much...it drives me INSANE when she sits behind me in our Presentation Drawings class. Sometimes I just want to turn around and slap her!!! Anyway, other than that they all seem okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work-don't even get me started. I don't get enough hours as it is, and last week I wasn't rostered on at all! Not one shift! Bloody hell!!!! One of the girls I work with was going away to Queensland at the end of the week, so she asked for a few extra shifts so she could have a bit of extra pocket money to go away with. And our idiot manager gave her ALL the shifts! I was so peeved off, although he did give me one last minute shift on Monday, but still, I'll have no pay this week. I'm going to work tomorrow and I'm gonna get as many hours in as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I havn't been at TAFE, work or at home (trying to) study, I've mostly been with that gorgeous BoyFriend of mine. I've been spending about three nights a week at his place, and I really love it, but I must admit that I've felt a bit, hmm, whats the word? I've almost been stressing out a bit because I haven't been home, haven't seen my family much, haven't been able to keep up with my washing and cleaning. Like I was saying to BF, it will be so much better when we are living together, because all the things that will be in the back of my mind I will be able to do when we're together because...duh, we'll both be living in the same house. I so cannot wait for that day. I hate to sound so corny, but he really is the most fantastic BF ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My girlfreinds and I have started a weekly ritual. Every Friday night for the past four or five weeks we've been going to the Vic, a local night club. It has been really awesum having something to look forward to at the end of the week and being able to catch up with all the girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, off I go to watch The Office. Dont you love the office? Its so funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Peace out xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PS Where is everyone else? Esp u Neo-Pagan Moments of Clarity, you haven't written since the cone of power!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115608048003453723?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115608048003453723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115608048003453723' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115608048003453723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115608048003453723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/08/has-everyone-been-slack-lately.html' title='Has everyone been slack lately?'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115528505008744854</id><published>2006-08-11T17:54:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-08-11T18:00:50.096+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Here I Am!</title><content type='html'>Hey! Geeze, it's been 3 weeks! Just a quick note to let you know that no, I'm not dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I've been so slack. Heaps of stuff has been going on. I dont really feel like myself at the moment because I havn't really had much time to do the things I normally do. Anyway, I promise that I will be back soon to write a long and interesting entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then I've got to go finish an assinment (yep, it's only week 3 and I'm already losing track!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115528505008744854?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115528505008744854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115528505008744854' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115528505008744854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115528505008744854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/08/here-i-am.html' title='Here I Am!'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115392299425884090</id><published>2006-07-26T23:14:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-26T23:39:54.340+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Check-In</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was my second day of TAFE today!!! I love it! Ok, so it was actually a bit boring, but of course  it was. I spent most of the day listening to people talking. About what all the subjects involve, about how to log into the computers, use the photocopier, blah blah blah. I just want to get into it. I'm so excited to get started!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm238YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Thumbs Up" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_204.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our exchange student from Japan arrive today. She is staying with us for two weeks. She's nice, very polite, but she doesn't speak english very well, it's hard for her to understand. Yesturday I bought the last copy of Mean Girls on DVD from K-Mart because they were on special...$12!!! I couldn't beleive it!. But anyway, I thought that it would be cool to watch it with her, because it is such a funny movie. But I checked and it doesn't have Japanese subtitles or as a language option. Spewing! Was really hanging out to watch that again to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hmm, what else? Not much else is really going on at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On one last note: Any Pagans out there wanting to do something about all the fighting thats going on all over the world at the moment, take a look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://samhainsis.blogspot.com/2006/07/cone-of-power.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Be back soon xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb068_ZCxdm238YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb068&amp;amp;pp=ZCxdm238YYAU" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115392299425884090?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115392299425884090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115392299425884090' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115392299425884090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115392299425884090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/07/check-in.html' title='Check-In'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115373872398301063</id><published>2006-07-24T19:53:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-24T20:28:44.043+09:30</updated><title type='text'>49 Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7 Things I want to do before I die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Get married and start a family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Adopt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Learn to be happy with what I've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;See something amazing happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Make a difference in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Party hard with Amelia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Own a house (and design it myself!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7 Things I Cannot do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stand being without my BF for very long (I'm such a sook, I know!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stand up for myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Listen to narrow-mindedness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(Sometimes) express myself successfully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sit on my arse and do nothing when I'm alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Make music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7 Things I can do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sing (when I'm alone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stand up for the people I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Find a bargain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;See both sides of the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Work hard when I need to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Save money when I need to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Like my Mummy always said, anything I set my mind to!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7 Things that attracted me to my BF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;His maturity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;His immaturity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;His hips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;His cute smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;His morals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Our ability to have so much fun together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;His ability to open my mind to alternative possibilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7 Things I say most often:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What? I don't get it!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cya sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Are you serious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nah man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;that's bullsh*t umpire!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*%^$ (I swear way to often!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7 Books I love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All the Girls Night In books (all the royalties went to War Child)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Bride Stripped Bare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;French Women Don't Get Fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Great Gilly Hopkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mad About The Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My Darling My Hamburger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Dummies Guide to Wicca and Witchcraft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7 Movies I love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Emperors New Groove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Phone Booth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Brokedown Palace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Gothicka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Kung Pow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Da Vinci Code&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115373872398301063?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115373872398301063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115373872398301063' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115373872398301063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115373872398301063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/07/49-things.html' title='49 Things'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115339509329970556</id><published>2006-07-20T20:18:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-21T17:54:34.003+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Before Christianity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ok so here it is, the big debate. Pagans claim that their spirituality pre-dates Christianity, but Christians say that theirs is the oldest religion. So who is right? Who do I think is right? Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go any further I just want to make the point (as I have in my previous post) that I am not the brightest book on the shelf. That said, I'm not stupid, maybe naive or vague are better words to describe me. And I'm no expert on any of this. I am just generally interested and my opinions are only formed from the (little) info I do know and obviously from the way my mind works. So what I say in this blog is purely my own thoughts. Never do I want to claim that what I say is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So firstly, the Christians. I don't really know when Christianity started, was it before Jesus Christ? Even if it was, how do we know that? Perhaps there is evidence, but we weren't there, so how can we ever really know for sure? Doubt we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Pagans, who claim to have been practicing for all time. But in what respect? Are our Goddesses and Gods older than that of the Christians? How do we know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at it from the Christians point of view, God created the earth, and all who inhabit it. So God started when there was just...Nothing. A whole lot of nothing. Can you see where I'm going with this? If God created the beginning of time, and He is all there was in the beginning, then there has always been Christianity, since the beginning of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, even if the Christian God was the creator of all, not everyone has been Christian. Did early day Pagans worship the Goddess and God? Maybe you can look at it like this, Pagans do more then worship Deities. Pagans are hebalists, environmentalists, they follow and celebrate the seasons of the earth. If you think of the first humans on earth (NOT in the Christian sense, NOT Adam and Eve, I'm talking more human evolution) they must have been discovering new things all the time. Using the resources they had to survive. Finding uses for and living off plants (herbalism?) learning to take care of their environment so they could be prepared for their future (environmentalism?) and getting used to the changing seasons so they could be prepared (celebrating the cycle of the earth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at it both ways, everyone has a good point. Although I don't believe in what the Christians do, I don't believe they're wrong. If it's true to them, then that's all it takes to make it real. And the same goes vice-versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I think? Who cares! We can keep having this debate forever, but it's not going to get anywhere. Does it really matter who did what first. I can agree to disagree because for as long as we keep arguing over this, I know that the wall between Pagans and Christians will never be knocked down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115339509329970556?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115339509329970556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115339509329970556' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115339509329970556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115339509329970556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/07/before-christianity.html' title='Before Christianity'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115331761659281375</id><published>2006-07-19T23:01:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-19T23:30:16.656+09:30</updated><title type='text'>The Da Vinci Code</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yesterday, BF and I went to our weekly movie session (here in Adelaide we have something we like to call tight-ass-Tuesday, all movies tickets are cheaper on Tuesday nights), but we went out to dinner first, so by the time we got to the cinemas it was about 9:15 and the last sessions are usually about 9:30. So we only had a few choices. Being that either of us had seen most of those choices, we were left to see "The Da Vinci Code" which I didn't really mind as I have abit of an interest in history and religion and all those interesting theories that come with the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...It was a very interesting movie, even for someone like me, who isn't very interlectual. And I was very surprised to hear so many references to Paganism in there (I will just add now, no I have not read the book, but after seeing the movie I would really like to), I think it was as early as the second scene when one of the main characters (the one played by Tom Hanks) referred to Paganism as a religion centuries older than Christianity (Although I have several thoughts about this debate, which come to think of it would make a good blog entry for the future). He also makes it quiet clear that it isn't "Devil worshipping".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to know what other Pagans think of this. I think it can only be a good thing that Paganism was represented so truthfully in a huge Hollywood blockbuster movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the Pagan references, I did enjoy the movie as a whole. As I have said before, I was raised in a Catholic household, so I am familiar with the bible, and although I am not a Catholic now, I'm am still very interested in the history of the bible. For as long as I can remember I have been questioning parts of the bible, and this movie made so much sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, I am not very interlectual. You could teach me about something once, and the next day I may have forgotten it. So I am really excited to see this movie again so I can make more sense of it. There were parts of the film that I think may have went straight over my head, so I really want a chance to pick up on what I missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know my thoughts next time I see it (although you may have to wait a while, I wont be seeing it again until it comes out on DVD!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Picked up my timetable for TAFE today...How exciting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115331761659281375?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115331761659281375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115331761659281375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115331761659281375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115331761659281375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/07/da-vinci-code.html' title='The Da Vinci Code'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115286069585277482</id><published>2006-07-14T15:50:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-14T16:34:55.896+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Commercialism of the Chruch "Follow Us!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When I was very young there used to be a big market place in this huge building about a 20 minute drive from where I live. It had everything, fresh produce, cafes, toys, clothes, beads and crafts. It was always a big family day out when we went there, so you can imagine my disappointment when it closed down!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then turned into a church. I'm not sure what denomination of Christianity, I think maybe Baptist? But one of my really good friends at the time lived right near there, so that became their Church. I remember going a few times when I would spend the weekend at her house, and although I was a Catholic and had been to Church many times in my childhood, that church always freaked me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend (lets call her Sue) started attending the youth group that was organized by the church, and I would sometimes go along with her. I remember them having nights especially for converting people. They would go to places they knew would be swarming with young people and hand out pamphlets and tell them how great their way of life was, that it was the &lt;em&gt;right &lt;/em&gt;way of life, and that they wouldn't be fulfilled until they found God in their church and were &lt;em&gt;saved&lt;/em&gt;. During the time I was there they did do a lot of fun stuff too, but I was just creeped out by all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't thought about this for a long time, I don't see Sue very much after all these years. I have heard that her family left that church because their friend got remarried and he was therefore "kicked-out" so to speak, so they, being the loyal friends they are, left too. But anyway, the reason I bring all this up now is that I thought about it when I drove past that very church a few days ago. I don't remember what the church used to be called, but it has a new name now "The Edge". I noticed because it has new signs out the front. They look very shmick. Very modern. It actually made me feel a bit ashamed. I'm not sure if that is the right word, but anyway, it just seemed so &lt;em&gt;commercial.&lt;/em&gt; It reminded me of an advertising campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am being to judgmental, but what is with that? Thinking about it I realized that that's not the only church doing it, I have seen ad's on TV &lt;em&gt;advertising,&lt;/em&gt; yes &lt;em&gt;advertising&lt;/em&gt;, the Church of God. Now I always hear people telling me about the "big-cats" making all the holidays so commercial: Christmas, Valentines Day, Easter. But what about these churches? Are they really any different? They all want something, the big-cats want money, the churches want followers. I'm sorry, but to me religion has always been more then that. Something within me, not in trying to appeal to others to reel them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, and am all for religion evolving with the times and adapting to changes, and I would love Wicca to have a bit more publicity. But purely for informational sakes. Just to dispel all those ever following stereotypes. When I was in year 11 we had do a presentation to our English class, any topic of choice. I spoke about Wicca. But I didn't then hand out pamphlets and follow my classmates at recess asking them to let me help them be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perphaps I am wrong, and any church goer reading would tell me "We are just trying to provide a better way of life, to clear one's path to God." Maybe they really aren't intending on what has come across to me, but I my thoughts still stand. I say stop the commercialism of churches before complaining about the comercialism of holidays. And I say stop worrying about getting more people into the church and start looking at why people might be leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Correct me if I'm wrong, but from what I can gather it was the church that made it's holidays so mainstream anyway! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115286069585277482?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115286069585277482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115286069585277482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115286069585277482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115286069585277482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/07/commercialism-of-chruch-follow-us.html' title='Commercialism of the Chruch &quot;Follow Us!&quot;'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115259380484836094</id><published>2006-07-11T13:53:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-11T14:26:47.463+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Love, Sleep and other matters of the heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*cough cough* I'm a bit sick today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm238YYAU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Thumbs Down" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  I slept in alot, but I have a killer headache, stuffy nose, sore throat and a bit of a fever. But as I type this I am lying in bed with the window open and there is a really nice breeze coming through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am excited today because BF comes back from Melbourne. Although he's only been there for 4 days I feel like I haven't seen him in months. He should be getting into Adeliade airport in 5minutes! Yay!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My room at the moment is a mess. I really want to get up and clean it but every time I get up I sit back down again because my head starts spinning. Frusturating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I had a very strange dream last night. It started off with me and some friends going out clubbing, but when we got there I was being a real b*tch. I can't really remember how, but they where all getting really angry at me. Then I went to the toilet and while I was there I became aware that something really bad was about to happen, like we were going to get invaded or something. So I left the toilet to warn my friends to leave and I stayed behind a bit so I could rescue some children (I don't know how these children came to be in the night club!?). I rescued a boy and girl, maybe twins, and then I got out of there. The dream then skiped to a bit further into the future and I still had the children. I had become their mother. For some reason we had to leave our home (another invasion maybe?) so I was packing our stuff into some guys car (I think this guy was a really good friend in the dream, although I don't remember ever meeting him in real life) and his car happened to be the same as my BF's Mum's car. So we packed all our stuff and got the kids in the car and left just in time. The friend was driving us somewhere. The roads then started takeing the form of hugh rollercoasters. They started doing loops and spinning around and I was worried about the children falling out of the car. I am pretty sure that is about when I woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Like I said, very strange dream. Now that I think about it there was more but I cant really remember it all or the sequence of everything. If anyone has any insight to this dream please let me know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A friend sent me an email today of this cute quiz thing, I found it quite funny! (for all the answers write the first thing that comes to your head, it's funnier!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Write the numbers 1 through 11 in a coloum on the left hand side of a piece of paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Beside numbers 1 and 2 write down any two numbers you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Besides numbers 2 and 7 write the names of two members of the opposite sex (must be real people)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Write anyone's names (friends, family etc) next to numbers 4, 5 and 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Write down four song titles in numbers 8, 9, 10 and 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The number of people you have to tell about this quiz is in space 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The person in space number 3 is the one you love (YAY, I wrote BF in space 3!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The person you like but your relationship cannot work is in space number 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You care most about the person you put in space number 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The person you named in number 5 is the one who knows you very well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The person you named in space number 6 is your lucky star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The song in space 8 is the song that matches with the person in number 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The title in 9 is the song for the person in 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In the 10th space is the song that tells you most about your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And the song in space number 11 is the song thats tell you how you feel about life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The number in space 1 is your lucky number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I remember doing this in primary school too, but it was much funner this time around. how did you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115259380484836094?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115259380484836094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115259380484836094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115259380484836094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115259380484836094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/07/love-sleep-and-other-matters-of-heart.html' title='Love, Sleep and other matters of the heart'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115233854097510744</id><published>2006-07-08T15:25:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-08T15:34:59.166+09:30</updated><title type='text'>One More Thought For Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you had a son. And your son had a girlfriend. And they were very serious about their relationship and loved each other very much. And if your son lived at home with you. And if he had asked his girlfriend many times to move into your home. And if she had said no. And if he suggested to you that he move out of his bedroom and into the back bedroom because it was much bigger. And if then his girlfriend said that if he did live in that bedroom she may rethink moving in because they would have much more room. And if you son then suggested this to you. Would you tell your son that his girlfriend was trying to plan his life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I didn't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115233854097510744?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115233854097510744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115233854097510744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115233854097510744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115233854097510744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-more-thought-for-today.html' title='One More Thought For Today'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115233507235551487</id><published>2006-07-08T14:03:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-08T14:39:42.106+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Just need some chocolate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I woke up on the very depressed side of the bed this morning. I don't know why but I cant stop crying. Pathetic? Maybe. Probably. Do you ever start thinking about things people have said to you that made you upset, angry or frustrated? And you just can't help it but they're going around and around your mind over and over? That's what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I'm not thinking about the things that have upset me I'm thinking about how I've done nothing all week. I havn't been to work because my damn manager cancelled my shift on me at the last minute. And I havn't done anything else because I literally have NO money..AT ALL! I feel so lonely but then when I think I should go catch up with a friend I think to myself "no, I just really want to be alone right now." What the hell for? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to speak to BF. But he is away for the weekend in Melbourne with his best mate. I could ring him, but he broke his phone at the airport so if I want to speak to him I have to ring his mates phone. And I have his number so I could do that, but what would I say? "Hi (BF's mate). Can you please put BF on because I feel a bit sad." And then what would I say to BF? "Hey baby, I know your on a holiday, but can you please stop whatever your doing so I can have a sulk to you? Best mate will be fine sightseeing without you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an hour ago I organized with one of my girls to go watch the local footy game. But then 10 minutes later I rang her and said "Yeah I forgot I have plans with my Mum, can't make it. Sorry! I'll ring you later and maybe we'll do something this afternoon." WTF? I don't have any plans with my Mum. The only reason I didn't want to go is because she is recently single and is hooking up with one of the footy players. So we would go there, me looking all tired and grumpy, her all hot and gorgeous , and she would be flirting with all the hot footy boys and I'd be sitting there by myself in a grump. Not that I care about the flirting, I don't want to flirt with anyone other than my beautiful boyfriend, and she can do what she wants, but that would just be more time for me to think about how shitty I am today and therefore make me even more shitty...in front of people....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh* Just read over what I have written, what a sooky lala. It's quiet amusing actually, don't you agree? Well if it makes you feel any better for reading this annoying blog entry, I actually do feel a bit better now. I might actually consider calling my friend back later to catch up. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had quiet a disturbing thought. What if it's my study of Wicca that is makeing me lonley? Not the study itself but the way I'm studying it. Make sense? Not really? Well, I'm really getting into it, I love it. But sometimes I find myself turning down social offers so I can stay home and read or surf the net. I'm not really motivated anymore to go out and be the social butterfly I know I am. I'm just so into it. But I throw that thought out. It is me who is stopping myself from going out..not the study of Wicca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really happy that I got into TAFE because I'll have to get out of the house more. And hopefully I will get a new job that allows me more than one shift a week. That means getting out of the house more again, and I'll have more than $50 a week to live off. Everybody, keep your fingers crossed for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope this entry has provided a few good laughs for you. Maybe I will be back later today with somemore time wasters for you.&lt;br /&gt;Light &amp; Love xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115233507235551487?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115233507235551487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115233507235551487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115233507235551487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115233507235551487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-need-some-chocolate.html' title='Just need some chocolate!'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115226153578520547</id><published>2006-07-07T17:52:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-07T18:40:20.900+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Hungry Student</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I came today with something inparticular to write about. But between the time of clicking "new post" and my slow computer loading the page, I seem to have forotten what that something was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, in the hopes of the desired topic comeing back to me, I will continue to write anyway about whats been going on lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I havn't already metioned I recently applied for TAFE. And (whoo-hoo!) today I found out I got in! My first prefernce too! So soon I will be a student again...yay, cheap movie and bus tickets! I don't know how I will pay for it tho..with working only one shift a week I'm living of $50 a week...(really hate my manager right now). But good news in that department too. I got a phone call earlier about a part time job. She's calling me back on Monday when I know about TAFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading my most recent book. &lt;em&gt;Rocking the Goddess &lt;/em&gt;by Anthony Paige. It's an American book especially for the College witch, so I wasn't really sure if it would apply to me. But it was a very good and insightful read. Well worth it! Good job Anthony! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has any advice about invoking and devoking the Goddess and God for ritual please let me know. I understand it but I'm just not sure about wording? I would like to use my own words but just hoping for some examples to get me started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, dinner is on the plate (apparently) so I best be off. I'm bloddy starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry meet Merry Part Merry Meet Again xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115226153578520547?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115226153578520547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115226153578520547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115226153578520547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115226153578520547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/07/hungry-student.html' title='Hungry Student'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115209017672649092</id><published>2006-07-05T17:39:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-05T18:32:56.773+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Capital Punishment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I want to talk about something that has me thinking a bit lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure anyone living in Australia has heard about the little eight year old girl who was found by her brother in a disabled toilet. For those who haven't heard about it she was raped and murdered. The guy who did it has been caught and is apparently a repeat offender, he got off the last time on a technocality. It is huge in the news here in South Australia, although it happened on the other side of the country. It has people asking should we have the death sentence again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't believe in the death sentence for a few reasons: the potential of wrongful conviction, I don't believe two wrongs make a right, I don't think it is our responsability to "play God" so to speak, and that I think people should have to live with what they've done (in a sense, if someone feels remorse for commiting such a horrible act, would death just be an easy way out of that?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't get me wrong, I don't think this guy deserves to be alive. He has abused his place in this beautiful world (isn't ironic that I say "beautiful world" when it's people like him that take from it's beauty). But my believes still stand. I know that some of the above don't apply in this case: the potential of wrongful conviction; as far as I know there is no question they have the right person. But if we had the death-sentence brought back due to this, what about future convictees? Because of this one person could innocent people more innocent people die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What about the cost though? Someone pointed out to me that we as tax payers would be paying thousands of dolloars to keep this man alive just to die in a prison cell, whereas it might cost $20 for a fatal injection. I can understand why people wouldn't be happy paying for this man to stay alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Like alot of things there is just so much to consider and it occassionaly has be questioning what I believe in. But if anything is to come out of this for me personally, he has taught me a few lessons. To never let a child go to the toilet alone, to never trust anyone easily, that humans can be very cruel beings, and that every second I share with my loved ones is a second worth savering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bright Blessings xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115209017672649092?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115209017672649092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115209017672649092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115209017672649092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115209017672649092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/07/capital-punishment.html' title='Capital Punishment'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115182975719722880</id><published>2006-07-02T18:01:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-02T18:12:37.206+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Empty Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I haven't blogged for a while. Actually it's only been 3 or 4 days but it feels like longer! I don't really know what I'm going to write about today, just feel like writting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm a bit sick at the moment :( Thankfully I have a couple days of work so I can rest up. I'm looking forward to laying in bed! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Isn't it a bit pathetic how to be religious is to be "uncool" for young people today? I was thinking about it a little bit ago, how when I was at school, particularly early secondary, it wasn't cool for someone to follow a faith. It is a bit sad that what is "cool" is only skin deep. On second thought...what about wars of religions? I guess some children take after their parents!?! What is this world coming to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Anyway, not much else is on my mind at the moment. I might be going to find something usefull to do (or not!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Talk soon xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115182975719722880?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115182975719722880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115182975719722880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115182975719722880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115182975719722880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/07/empty-mind.html' title='Empty Mind'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115147979032361488</id><published>2006-06-28T16:56:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-28T17:00:57.330+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Witch &amp; Pagan Meet Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Just found a really good online Pagan community (esp. for those in South Australia). I have added it to my links so to take a look click the Meet Up link on the right. I have already joined and I'm looking forward to hopefully going to an event soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115147979032361488?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115147979032361488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115147979032361488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115147979032361488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115147979032361488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/06/witch-pagan-meet-up.html' title='Witch &amp; Pagan Meet Up'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115122167002874363</id><published>2006-06-25T16:57:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-26T17:04:57.800+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Wiccans are just People Too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;As a Wiccan, these are some of the things I beleive in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The Wiccan Rede: "An it harm none, Do what ye will"&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The threefold law: that which you send out returns upon you threefold&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;therefore I also beleive in karma&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Birth, death and rebirth. Including reincarnation&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;that all of life is interconnected: the universe, the earth, beings, the environment, bacteria, etc...&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;that using my mind I can alter energy to make magick&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The Goddess: the giver of life, the nurturer, the healer&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The God: the hunter, the logical thinker, the lord of Summerland&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;that the earth is our most valuable resource, that we do not own it, and that we do not inherit it from our ancestors but borrow it from our children&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;that the smallest action can make a huge difference.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; And this is what makes me the same as anyone else:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I have a family, a boyfriend, and many friends&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;That I love spending time with these people and hanging out&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I go to the movies&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I listen to dance/pop/r&amp;b/rap/hip-hop/rock/atlernitive music&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I go out to night clubs and occasionally drink too much&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I eat chocolate and lollies&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I (try to) exercise regulary&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I get grumpy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I worry about the way I look&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I like to follow fashion&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I'm a girly girl&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I argue and fight with my siblings/BF/friends&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Anyway, I just wanted to make the piont that being a Wiccan doesn't change who I am. Just because I am a Wiccan doesn't stop me from being human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Lara xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115122167002874363?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115122167002874363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115122167002874363' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115122167002874363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115122167002874363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/06/wiccans-are-just-people-too.html' title='Wiccans are just People Too!'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115122034608480068</id><published>2006-06-25T16:39:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-26T16:56:27.076+09:30</updated><title type='text'>To tell? Or not to tell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have been thinking..I'm not sure wether I should tell my mum that I am a Wiccan or not!? She is a roman catholic, and religion has been a very big part of our lives. She expects me to be married in the Catholic church, to live at home untill I'm married, and to save myself for marriage (opps!). So I'm not sure how she would take it. It's not so much that I want to be a Wiccan, but more that I don't want to be a Catholic, as in she would have the same reaction no matter what I wanted to covert to (I think). BF reckons I should tell her. I think I should too but I'm just not sure when or how. Any suggestions??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this awsome shop yesturday! Actually I knew it was there, it just happened to be closed every time I went to check it out. It's a new age gift shop and it has heaps of things I havn't seen anywhere else. So if anyone in SA wants a really good new age shop check out The Magickal Crystal Forest in Christies Beach. There's plenty of reading material there I wouldn't mind getting my hands on. Oh, and I discovered that the reason it was always closed when I went is because the guy that (I presume) owns it (and works alone) also does tarot readings, so when he's doing a reading he has to close the shop! All make sense now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright Blessings! Lara xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115122034608480068?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115122034608480068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115122034608480068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115122034608480068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115122034608480068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/06/to-tell-or-not-to-tell.html' title='To tell? Or not to tell?'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115095327724027786</id><published>2006-06-22T14:16:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-26T16:55:07.953+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Update-My life at the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hey, just a quick update on my life...!&lt;br /&gt;Recently got back from my holiday in Queensland, very fun! Went on many rollercoasters, brought many clothes, and I also got a couple Wiccan books from a nice bookshop. I have to tell you that everyone is very fashionally unique over there and it inspired me. My love for fashion has been resparked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling closer and closer to self-dedication everyday! I am really excited about my new journey! Wicca just makes so much sense to me, I love learning about it and when I do I feel like a better person. I will definatley let you know when I do the self-dedication ritual. Also, if anyone knows any good self-dedication rituals plz let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished writting an email to my (now ex-?) best friend. I thought we were already "ex-besties" until she started sending me strange txt msgs last night. "What is going on with us?" etc. Which is a fair enough question, I just thought it was over. So instead of sending her millions of tiny msgs that don't really answer her questions I wrote her a long email. Told her exactly what my problem is with her, told her everything great about her also. But I just told her that I don't trust her anymore, which is the truth. Hope I wasn't to harsh. Feel really bad aswell coz it was her bday two days ago and apparently it wasn't a very good one. Anyway, I hope she is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pissed off my boyfriend the other day. It is all good now, but he was annoying me and then he got pissed coz I was annoyed, lol. It all sounds so petty, probably is but it's always the small things isn't it. I think he is also worried about our *eek* sex life. LOL. How embarresssing. Told him nothing to worry about, he agrees, just a hectic time of year. He has exams at uni at the moment also..so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the shops today. My friend and I wanted to buy some new jewellery for tonight. Diva (a awesome jewellery shop) had massive sales, but after checking by bank account I discovered I only have $25 left. Thats the damage from holidays. So I got a bit depressed and left. Looks like no drinks for me tonight. Lol, I know I shouldn't be so superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, overall everything is pretty good. Be back soon&lt;br /&gt;Lara xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115095327724027786?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115095327724027786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115095327724027786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115095327724027786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115095327724027786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/06/update-my-life-at-moment.html' title='Update-My life at the moment'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-115020647611941109</id><published>2006-06-13T23:01:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-26T16:52:44.566+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Wiccan Awarness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hey.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, when you read, leave a comment, PLEASE!!! I don't have any yet, just want to know if anyone reads my blog! So tell me what you think or just say hi, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I am leaving to go on a holiday to the Gold Coast (australia) tomorrow. It is really exciting bcoz I get to c my family who I havn't seen for a couple weeks and because I've never been there before. It should be really good. But I am also a bit disappointed in myself because I was going to use this alone time to do some rituals and meditation, maybe even a self-dedication ritual. I have to admitt it's just been laziness stopping me. I would have done if I didn't have to do all the house work..haha, the joys of living alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For any other Wiccans/Pagans out there I had a thought that maybe we should start getting schools to teach about it. At my school religion was a compulsory subject for a few years, and it wasn't only our religion (catholic) that we learnt about. We learnt the basics about many religions and spiritualitys, such as Buddahism, Jews, Musilms and some more I can't really think of the top of my head. Why shouldn't Paganism (and I mean the REAL Paganism) be a part of the studies? If it were something people learnt about it school it would be more accsesable to potential Wiccans/Pagans and they it's not like they would be learning about it in a "preaching" manner. I think the most important aspect though is that it could dispell many of the stereotypical myths that follow us around. I know it would take alot to convince schools that Wicca isn't evil, because many of them wont know any better. But maybe if we can convince one school then others will start following?!&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;Lara xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-115020647611941109?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/115020647611941109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=115020647611941109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115020647611941109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/115020647611941109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/06/wiccan-awarness.html' title='Wiccan Awarness'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-114992777038134213</id><published>2006-06-10T17:35:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-26T16:50:22.913+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Magickal Powers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For any Wiccans &amp;amp;/or Pagans out there reading this, I was wondering what you would think of a Wiccan Documentary?&lt;br /&gt;I totally understand about secrecy and not boasting, but I think it would be good to help crush some of the stereotypes that are still out there in society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my boyfriend the other day that I had decided to dedicate myself to Wicca. He is really accepting of it and said that he doesn't care what religion I am, he still loves me. Very sweet :)! I have spoken about it a bit to him. I guess I just made an assumption that he knew what the basics of Wicca are. I was so wrong!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day he asked me, and these are his exact words, "so what powers will you have?"&lt;br /&gt;Alarm bells were ringing but I had to laugh. The poor boy, you can't blame him. I realised that the only reason I know what I do about Wicca is because I stumbled across a website a few years ago. If it wasn't for that I would probably still picture witches in pionty black hats with ugly worts on their nose! I breifly corrected him, told him that any "powers" I might gain would be things anyone can accomplish. Told him that I don't beleive in Satan (although I he did already know that!) and that I follow the changing of the seasons. I still might explian it to him a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this made me aware that many people may still think that "witches" can zap things with their pointing their finger, make things appear before them by winking an eye. So I just thought maybe we should try to shed the light on all of society (or at least those who are prepared to hear it) of what wiccan's really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to hear your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be, Lara xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-114992777038134213?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/114992777038134213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=114992777038134213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/114992777038134213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/114992777038134213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/06/magickal-powers.html' title='Magickal Powers'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-114959663619389424</id><published>2006-06-06T21:51:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-26T16:48:51.116+09:30</updated><title type='text'>The Witches Voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Just want to inform everyone of this really awesome site: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.witchvox.com"&gt;http://www.witchvox.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It is a really good resource and has heaps of listings not only from the USA but Australia also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-114959663619389424?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/114959663619389424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=114959663619389424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/114959663619389424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/114959663619389424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/06/witches-voice.html' title='The Witches Voice'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-114955735618868013</id><published>2006-06-06T09:51:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-26T16:48:14.646+09:30</updated><title type='text'>How I Became Involved in Wicca...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When I was 15, my 18 yr old brother died in a car accident. It was obviously a very hard time for me, my brother and I were very close. What could have made it that little bit worse (not that it gets much worse than that) is that before his accident I was already suffering depression and just starting to "get over it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time of my life is very hazy. I don't remember all the events that took place after that, and the events I do remember I'm unsure of the sequence in which they took place. It was not to long however when I started questioning my religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum is an Italian Catholic, her family are all very strict on religion. My dad is also a Catholic, but I dont think it was so enforced in his family. So all my life I have been raised a Catholic, baptised a Catholic, celebrated all the Catholic holidays, and participated in all the Catholic commitments (communion, conformation, ect). I remember being made to go to church on Sunday mornings and just dreading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started researching other religions on the internet. I can't remember what it was that frist drew me to Wicca, I can't even remember the first time I heard of it or visited a Wiccan website, but it was definatley the main religion I was interested in. I also had a friend at school who, like myself, was very much interested in astrology. One day she came to school and gave me a book about it, it was around that time she also gave me a book called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life's a Witch! A Handbook for Teen Witches&lt;/span&gt; by Fiona Horne. That was the first witchy book I read, and from then on it stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the main reason I started questioning my religion in the first place is that it was forced down my throat since before I could have even developed my own opinions and beliefe system, so it really appealed to me that in Wicca there is no converting or preaching. Wiccans believe that if someone is meant to be on this path, they will find it themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while after reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life's a Witch! &lt;/span&gt;I kind of forgot about it ( "forgot" really isn't the right word but I can't think of the right one. It was more distraction I think) for a while. It was always in the back of my mind that that was how I wanted to live, but I was 16 at the time. I started getting boyfreinds, schoolwork load became heavier, I was going through puberty, and my friends and I discovered alcohol and parties. Even though I stopped researching Wicca for a while, the seed had already been planted. I started to care more for my body and the environment. I was the one at school collecting all my freinds rubbish and canning it for them. I started recylcling paper, plastic bottles and cans. I stopped drinking soft drinks and drank more water and natural juices. I also tried to quit the Maccas (although I am only human and I do sometimes have moments of weakness :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only recently I started my research again, maybe 3 months ago. I just started to feel a bit hollow, I wanted something to believe in, to have faith in. I think religion and faith are truly beautiful things, I just think that people have to make those descisions for themselves. So I picked up anyother book I owned and read it (once, a couple of years ago, my dad and I had a massive argument. Then the next time I saw him he gave me this book he had brought for me as an apology. A very nice gesture I think). I had started reading it when I first got it, but didn't get even halfway through. But I picked it up a few months ago and read it cover to cover. It is a pretty good read; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Everything Wicca and Witchcraft Book &lt;/span&gt;by Marian Singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that brings you up to date with how my path started. I still respect my famliy's religion, but it doesn't apply to me. I never felt comfortable with it or as if I belonged, I feel not only that I am part of the Craft, but that it's a part of me. It has made me a better person. I am greatful though that my parents have raised me the way they have. If they didn't I wouldn't be the person I am today. I wouldn't believe in many of the morals I hold close today, and who knows, maybe I would not have discovered Wicca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said earlier, there is no converting in my believe system, but if people want to know something I will tell them. I will also tell them to do heaps of research and be absolutly 100% sure before they committe themself to anything. The same goes for this blog. I don't want to influence anyone into anything they arn't comfortable with. It's purely for me to voice things in a safe and private way, and if you are interested in Wicca then you can read it, without someone saying to you "this is the right way, do what I do.." or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I do want to dedicate myself really soon. To be dedicated ussually just means to acknowlegde the Lord and Lady, and verbally committe yourself to the study and research of Wicca for a pre-designated length of time ( I think traditionally it's a year and a day, which is how long I will probably be dedicated for), and after that there is no obligation for anything else. If you dedicate yourself and then at the end of your study period you decide it's not for you then you don't have to do anything further. You can simply stop, give away any of your witchy stuff and move on to something else that feels better for you. If at the end of your dedication period you decide that it is the right path for you, you can self initiate yourself, thats when you really become a Wiccan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thought that I did have recently is that I wanted to be a Wiccan, because I fully beleive in everything they stand for, but I also wanted a way to involve the Catholic God who I was so familiar with. Then I realized that I couldn't, because by accepting the Catholic God I would also be accepting that Satan is real and part of my beleive system, but he isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep in mind that all I have said here is what I beleive and how I perceive Wicca. It may be totally different to another Wiccans beleives. It really just represents everything I have learnt and what I have taken and accepted from various sorces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think everyone creates their own deity and religion. If something is real to you, then thats all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read more about my opinion you can go to &lt;a href="http://www.jesus.com.au/html/feedback/wicca"&gt;http://www.jesus.com.au/html/feedback/wicca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also heaps of other valid pionts and opinions there. It's very interesting. Mine is called COMPASSION and is #486&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-114955735618868013?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/114955735618868013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=114955735618868013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/114955735618868013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/114955735618868013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/06/how-i-became-involved-in-wicca.html' title='How I Became Involved in Wicca...'/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-114932312425245914</id><published>2006-06-03T17:34:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-26T16:42:40.263+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well I didnt get that job. :( oh well, the job I do have is good anyway. I work at one of those kiddy cafe places, it is fun, and easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family have gone away for a holiday. They left yesturday at 6am and after I said goodbye I couldn't get back to sleep *yawn*. So my boyfreind and I are house sitting while they are gone. It will be good to spend some quality time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think I will use this time do start doing some rituals. I am by the way (nearly) a Wiccan. I say nearly coz I haven't dedicated myself yet, and when I do I still wont be considered a "full" wiccan. My family are all Catholics. They all know that I am interested in wicca, but they dont know I am (or will be) one. At least I dont think they do, they could have figured it out and be in denial. Once when my Dad and I had a big fight, he brought me a book about wicca as an apology, so I guess it's not that bad for him. I think my mum will be really disappointed about it tho; not that she needs to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be hard I think tho to do some rituals during this time bcoz my boyf. is living here with me. He knows about it and that I want to dedicate myself, but I dont know if it will make him uncomfortable(?). I've tried to explain to him what Paganism and Wicca is, and he knows it's not bad or "devil woreshiping" but I don't think he gets it. I guess he doesn't need to tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to be a better person everyday, but today I've been finding it hard. I have gotten really angry about nothing, I have been really horrible to my wonderful boyf. and I am just feeling down and upset for no reason. I guess it is just one of those days for me. I am only human after all. My girlfreinds are picking me up soon to try to cheer me up. Some of my girlfreinds aren't very "freindly" at times, but there always there when I need them most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I better get going and have some dinner b4 they get here. xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-114932312425245914?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/114932312425245914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=114932312425245914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/114932312425245914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/114932312425245914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/06/well-i-didnt-get-that-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-114877863233204757</id><published>2006-05-28T10:32:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-26T16:39:41.486+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just wanted to share this thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ussually beleive that all things happen for a reason. If something ever stops me from doing something I just think that it wasnt meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesturday I had a job interveiw for a job that I really want. I stayed at my boyf's place the nite before so he could drive me there (it's about 30-40 minutes away &amp;amp; I dont drive!). I thought I had everything packed and ready to go but when I started to get ready I realized I hadn't pack a couple things that I really needed. I started to get grumpy and said to boyf "I don't think I'll go, it wasnt meant to be" but he told me just to go along anyway and give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did end up going, and it went really well! I think I did a great job and I also had heaps of fun! I left in a really happy mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how if a couple things go wrong I can give up..I guess the moral is if you want something don't give up so quickly. And make the most of what you've got...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I find out on Tuesday if I get the job, I'll let you know...keep your fingers crossed for me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-114877863233204757?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/114877863233204757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=114877863233204757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/114877863233204757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/114877863233204757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-wanted-to-share-this-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832829.post-114873616080447069</id><published>2006-05-27T22:41:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-26T16:37:18.523+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just want to share with everyone why I'm starting this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a (soon to be dedicated) Wiccan. I have been studying Wicca for a few years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main problem I had when I first became interested in Wicca and Paganism is that it seemed like I was alone. None of my freinds where Wiccans and although I had heaps of info at hand (the net mainly) I had never really spoken to or had any form of contact to any like-minded people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought was to make my own website where people could dome and share ideas and opinions together, but this turned out to be far beyond my technological knowlegde. And I have since learnt that there are actually many websites like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this blog is simply a way for me to voice my opinion, my journey, and whatever to anyone who is interested to read it. For the Pagan, the Christian, and anyone who someone just stumbles across it. Even if noone does ever read it I dont have to know that! hehe! Anyway, I hope you all enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta and blessed be&lt;br /&gt;Lara xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832829-114873616080447069?l=thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/feeds/114873616080447069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832829&amp;postID=114873616080447069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/114873616080447069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832829/posts/default/114873616080447069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetruthaboutcauldronsandbroomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-want-to-share-with-everyone-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Summer Breeze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897719005871481318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.funnydesigns.com/ImaStarBaby.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
