Birds flying high you know how I feel Sun in the sky you know how I feel Breeze driftin’ on by you know how I feel It’s a new dawn It’s a new day It’s a new life For me And I’m feeling good Fish in the sea you know how I feel River running …
Birds flying high you know how I feel Sun in the sky you know how I feel Breeze driftin’ on by you know how I feel It’s a new dawn It’s a new day It’s a new life For me And I’m feeling good Fish in the sea you know how I feel River running …
Sometimes, thought is everything. I’m moving through the dark Of a long black night Just moving with the moon And the light it shines And I’m thinking of a place And it feels so very real Just moving through the dark I’m moving through the dark Of a long black night And I’m looking at …
People say empty rooms are some great, undiscovered country. They are meant to be full of possibility. For me, they’re more an obstacle course to navigate. When Queen Gwyneth told me that as her intern I’d be assigned a room in the castle, I didn’t expect to have my own tower. Well, half a tower. It’s …
It’s not often that I dedicate a whole blog post to a single dress: I can only think of one or two times where it’s happened before. But there’s a special kind of grace to a dress made for dance with prim skirts swaying in a world of mesh, as if Isadora Duncan floated into a …
Be like a bird, who halting in her flight On a limb too slight, feels it give way beneath her Yet sings, sings, knowing she has wings Yet sings, sings, knowing she has wings Be like a bird Who, halting in her flight On a limb too slight, Feels it give way beneath her, Yet sings, …
You don’t know me, but you’re about to. My name is Angharad Eleri, and I am just over 100 years old. That makes me, in my conservative Cymric parents’ opinion, old enough to strike out into the world. Really, in this day and age, most Sidhe parents allow their children to grow up in about the …
At the round earth’s imagined corners, blow Your trumpets, angels, and arise, arise From death, you numberless infinities Of souls, and to your scattered bodies go, All whom the flood did, and fire shall, o’erthrow, All whom war, dearth, age, agues, tyrannies, Despair, law, chance, hath slain, and you whose eyes, Shall behold God, and …
From the Author: I’ll once again be blogging the SoS (Spoonful of Sugar) Festival. SoS is a charity event that supports Doctors Without Borders. Below you’ll find the press release for the event, and that should tell you a lot of what you need to know in order to get there, find some great items to …
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