Who Am I?

I am...creative, fun, clever, sarcastic, smart, occasionally ignorant and blissfully unaware. I am a person of strong resolve and weak personal bubble. I love to speak my mind, and listen with all my being. I absorb most everything, and feel that everything is information.

I know, I feel, I hear, I listen, I sense, I understand, not everything, and not all at the same time.

Writer by trade, and Counselor by nature. I am attentive, and intuitive, both a gift and curse. I can be right, and hate to be wrong. I am the teddy bear, that will hold our secrets, and the blanket that will protect from fear.

I want change for the better, and always look for places to plant that seed. Most importantly and the bitter-sweet truth...I am Human...don't hold against me...just go with it.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Sam's first Journal Entry

07.21…1635

I don’t know why I am here, but I am sure it is for a purpose. I can learn as much as I can and get back to my home to save all of my friends. They are the thing that keeps me going, keeps me wanting to fight. Today is one of my best friend’s birthday, well sort of. I’m hoping to get home to wish him Happy Birthday, but until that moment I will record my experience here, learning what I can to teach others, so that no one will fall. One has already fallen to fight the evil, evil in search of a book, so it is by this book that I will record the knowledge that will help future Blood Clans. Wow, I’m starting to speak like those around me…scary.

The first thing I have learned is that Magic is feared, one way or another. This will be a fight for all of us at one point or another. Yet, it is a gift from something far more powerful then evil. I don’t know that yet either, it is one of the hundreds of questions that spin through my head constantly.

Let’s start with what I do know, I know that I am a Storm Bearer, and that I am apparently somewhat special, by that trait. I don’t want to the title, but I have the powers and in that I have the responsibility to use them for good. It is in my power to control lightning that I am special, and I will use every ounce that I can to free my friends.

Let my learning begin, high noon is waiting, as does my new teacher.



SM

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Blood Clans



Symbols, Spells, Chants, Runes, and Wands don't have a place in the real world. Those are part of a world where Magic is fought for, discovered, and conquered. Thats not what Power is about. Blood Clans are about histories and lineages and the Gifts of the Blood. That is where it starts, and inevitably ends.

Many faiths and religions center around the power of blood. Wiccans and Pagans both believe in the power that blood has in relation to the gods. Christians believe in the sanctity of blood, the healing power that it has, especially when paying a debt. The world highlighted in "Summer Magic" is no different. The creator, an 'all being', loves us and gives us each gifts. Some of us posses gifts of writing, singing, preaching, or educating. Things that help in loving, listening, healing, and helping. However, to others, he gave gifts of power.

Their power lies in their blood, when the accept it, and live it, their power becomes great and tangible. When they deny it however, suppress it, it turns in on them and becomes destructive. With our advances in technology, these destructive parts look a lot like diseases and are treated like them, which causes a very wary medium.

However when they do accept it, their powers are expansive, and yet limited. Blood Clans, a term that describes the family of blood that people belong to. Shape Shifters, Energizers, Mind Speakers, and many other Blood Clans exist, and tend to be passed down by generation. Despite that typical design there are still the occasional abnormalities. Silver Tongues and Storm Bearer's for instance are not passed down, and seem to be spontaneously assigned blood magics.

Don't deny the gifts given to you, use them, learn them, and become one with them, because they are given to you out of love. The Creator does not assign disease, only gifts that will help you make the best of any situation in your life.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

10th Kingdom



One of my best friends is on her way right now to watch the epic movie 10th Kingdom. This movie is seven hours long, but well worth the sitting time. A beautiful rendition of all our favorite and classic fairy tales, with new spins. Showing how they would respond if a couple of people from our world were suddenly dumped into theirs. Each of the 9 kingdoms, has ties to one major Fairy Tale figure. For instance the 1st kingdom is home to Snow White Castle, and the 2nd is made up of the Woods of Red Riding Hood. Each a distinct and separate faction, they all make up a very magical land.

A wonderful movie, that aired as a mini series, almost ten years ago. It has some notable people in including Kimberly William Paisley, Dianne Wiest, John Larroquette, and Ed O'Neill. If you ever take up the notion to watch a long film, there are a few to choose from, and this one by far is my favorite...out ranking Pride and Predjudice and the 10 Commandments. Both great movies, but overshadowed by the 10th Kingdom!

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Obsidian Way


Obsidian way ~ A shop in the shadow of Castle Killowee. It was started in England in 1585 by one John Dee. Dee was by all accounts a noted Silver Tongue, and for that he was not well liked. Obsidian way has many stations through out the known world, and they act as travel stations to any who wish to partake.

Way Openers operate these stations, for it is in their powers to create portals out of reflective objects. Obsidian Way makes use of Obsidian Mirrors, the sleek black reflection ensures a speedy and less painful passage. A Brightly Reflective mirror would cause pain for the traveler, as he would be blinded by the light of being in the mirror.

Each station has a smaller looking glass of this Obsidian to communicate amongst each other as well, so that they are not caught off guard when another station sends someone along to their station. Since its first safe passage, Obsidian Way has become one of the most profitable amenities to every town from the old world to the new.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Excerpt from Summer Magic (MY BOOK)

“You three. Halt.” A woman shouted behind them.

“Halt? Who says halt?” Zach said as they turned around. Six people led by a fierce looking woman in a simple white dress. She wore a green sash around her waist and had he hair pulled back into a tight braid. This woman looked scary enough, but to add to the formidability, there were four men flanking her. Two of them instantly transformed into animals one a black wolf, and the other, a panther. Both seemed to curl toward the woman, and let out low growls toward Sam and the other two. Sam reflexively tensed and could backward, but he didn’t budge, this wasn’t his first attack.

The woman smiled, strangely even scarier then a harsh look, her eyes flashed dangerously. Sam watched as her pupils dilated and let a green light flood her eyes. She started to move her mouth rapidly, muttering in a very low whisper. Sam stood bewildered, but jumped as thin roots sprouted at his feet, and begin to curl themselves around their legs. Sam stepped backward and fell, but continued to rip his legs away. Zach twisted and fought, freeing himself and backing away. However, Monica just stood, calmly staring down at the plants that were rapidly crawling up her legs. She was slowly being cocooned by the greenery, and Sam and Zach stood almost smiling.

The woman confusedly stopped muttering. Looking at the three of them, she smiled and twisted her head.

“See now, your friend is paralyzed with fear, surrender yourselves or I will order my precious plants to rip her to shreds.” Her lips quivered, and twisted viciously, forming words that none of them could hear. The plants sprouted thorns that were inching their way toward her body. Monica tossed her backpack to Zach and fixed her gaze upon the woman.

“Bite me.” Monica said shortly. With the sudden ferocity of a jet engine she became a blazing pillar of fire. The plants blackened instantly and fell dead to the ground, and the woman was grabbing her skin as if she were burning herself. As she dropped to her knees she flung her hand at them. The four men, human and creature, leapt toward them but were thrown backward as a blue dome materialized around the group.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

The Raw and Pure


I am Reading a book right now called Primal: The Search for the Lost soul of Christianity. It is quiet intriguing, and as I am not done I can't say whether it is worth reading or not. However I would go as far to say that you should look into it.



The main point that he is trying to make, is that all of the superficialities that we enjoy as Christians, despite the face that they are not unbiblical, are covering up the raw and primal points of Christianity. They may not be unbiblical, but abiblical may be more appropriate.



I don't want to go into the major points that he does, for I want you to read it yourselves. However, he says one thing, that had me so captured, that I had to stop reading just to pray and think about it. "Does your heart break for the things that breaks God's heart?" These simple words threw me for a loop so much that I was ready to go out and try to make a change. I realize now that I need to find the passion that God inspired in me, and use that to change the face of Christianity.



All and all, a wonderful book to add to your library.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Going Once Going Twice Sold to the man in the Red Horns

I heard one time that Blogging can be considered as Selling your Soul. I think that every writer puts a little piece of themselves into what ever they write. This Blog maybe filled with the most whimsical and non-related things but it is all a part of me!

Whats your piece?

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Posted on October 27, but Deserves a Re-Post on here!

Your Shoes Are The Reason You Can't See Straight!

This past Sunday (October 25, 2009), someone in my church approached me about a concern that some people had expressed about me. Their concern wasn’t for me, it was for themselves in regards to something I was doing. I had committed an atrocity, and I didn’t even realize what I was doing. Every Sunday I attend church; I worship with my heart and help encourage the seeds of faith in the young children that attend my children’s church. However in the midst of all of this, what I would consider, good…I had offended, and shown disrespect to the older community at our church. For several weeks now I have worshipped with my fellow Christians…Barefoot. Yes, I know, how much more sinful could I be. The disrespect I had shown was because I went through service, lighting their candles when the ushers had slipped up, and making sure that I had children for that day’s lesson, without my shoes.


When the woman that approached me informed me that some people felt I was showing disrespect, I did what I thought to be the best at the time. I smiled, and gave it a thoughtful second preparing my defense, which was not something that I pulled from thin air. At the time I could not quote the verse but I knew it well enough to explain. Exodus 3:5 “Do not come any closer,” God said. “Take off you sandals, for the place where you are standing is holy ground.” Now I will not pretend that not wearing my shoes is the way I prefer to live, personally. However, the fact that the bible supports this choice, specifically on holy ground, I do believe that my defense is justified. I left it at that with her, telling her that yes it was a personal and biblical choice on my part. She was respectful, and said that it was a good debatable topic and that she would pass along my message to the people who had expressed concern.


My message here will not end with just my defense of my own lifestyle but a challenge to all of those who truly believe that you MUST dress your best for God on Sundays. I disagree, and have a supportable theology backing my position. This is not an attack on those who do dress nicely to attend church, if that is how you feel that you want to go to church, then dandy…to each his own. However this message is an attack on those who feel that God wants us to dress nicely for him on any particular day, from what I was taught he only asks that we make the best choices to further his mission with us as people. Our dress, our clothes, my shoes, god doesn’t care about those…actually if he cares about them at all he would prefer that we not wear the filth of the world into his sanctuary. Literally and figuratively, think about our shoes, they walk this earth and carry our burdens solely. Each step not only dirties them but is a step with the concerns of each day. Why would God want us to bring them onto his holy ground to worship him with that littering the floor?


I encourage you to stop worshiping the supernatural in a superficial way. In looking for the specific verse where God commands Moses to remove his shoes, I stumbled upon a pastor who encourages the same thing! Pastor Bob Turner, of Portage WI, says that the sandals from the Exodus verse represent all of the NASTY in our lives. Much of what I was saying about the filth of the world, and the weight of our sins being carried in our shoes. We should not approach God clothed in our sin, our vanity, or our envy. To remove your shoes is to remove the NASTY from your life, from your walk with God. It will not suffice to simply get a clean pair of shoes, because God doesn’t want you to “clean up your act” he wants you to be in the purest state of mind to receive his word. The fact that they have concerns about the way I dress to church, shows me that they have issues with their on faith in God. If we come to church to impress our neighbor then we are there for the wrong reason.


I will continue to go barefoot in the sanctuary and through the rest of the church, and I encourage you to commune with God, in a way that doesn’t keep you caught up in others opinions. If that means that you need to slip those high heeled shoes, or tight loafers off…then do it! I wouldn’t advise you come to church naked, but if you feel up to it…have at it!

Periodically Relative

I love to people watch. This among many other things is a way that I help my creative brain storming along. I watch, I listen, I amuse myself at the ideas of other peoples lives as I momentarily step out of my own. This helps me create characters, and develop conversations, and I have to say that some of my best lines have come out of other peoples mouths, I twist them into a new context. Never miss an opportunity to observe your fellow human beings, because quite often if you watch long enough...they'll do a trick, and you don't even have to give them a treat.
This blog will seem to be slightly random, and probably find it self falling prey to my strong willed and opinionated side. I will talk about books, movies, writing, and reading. I will mention people, not usually by name, and chronicle something greater about the world, as I help, watch, and feel it change. It will be fun, so I hope that you will join me for the ride and I encourage you to share your own opinions!

God Bless
Peace and Love
JbScrypt