Dream Teller's Lair

The Witch's Stone

2006-11-19T09:15:00.000-08:00

Bonjour mes amies.

Aye and 'tis been some time since last we posted to the Blog. We have upgraded to the new Google account (hopefully with no glitches). I say that because Eric and Famey, our resident computer experts, are out of town and I tried this on my own. Aye, lil ole me; Kaithlin, and we all know...well I am expert on the keyboard but the brain of the beast is no' my arena. So, we shall see.

As I am sure you have noticed, we remain behind in keeping up with the Blog...ah, but we have finally put the finishing touches to the Membership Organization. Our first 82 full-fledged members (you recall we began with 150 but completed final background checks left us with this number) have been welcomed and we are excited and most pleased to have them. Aye, and we will reopen the membership at a later time as many of our newbies are basic level with much to learn. We will be searching for more advanced members who can work directly with us. The background checks will more extensive, for obvious reasons. In the meantime...

We have something we think will be of interest to both our Blog visitors and our members. With Dream Teller's permission we are set to offer a new challenge. And here it is:

Dream Teller has in her possession 'something' which fascinates those who see it. 'Tis something she treasures and she keeps it well-guarded. The few who have seen it have speculated as to its origins, which gave us the idea for the challenge. There is no denying that one feels a certain power radiating from it, and its odd beauty holds ones fascination. Dream Teller calls it her Witch's stone. At first glance it simply appears to be a large stone of some sort. But upon closer inspection one begins to see the detail which draws the attention.

Like Dream Teller, the Warlock Gregory believes it to be of ancient origin; mayhap, once the possession of a powerfult Warlock, Sorceress, or Majician. How exciting is that!

Dream Teller did allow her late spouse to chip off some small pieces and have it professionally tested. The results add to the fascination. 'Twas determined it was no' a mere rock, and it possesses elements that can no' be identified by the latest technology. So, where to go from there to determine its origins? You tell us. Dream Teller uses it in some of her rituals and the benefits are amazing.

Here is how the challenge will work: we will post a photograph of the Witch's Stone and we invite you to begin digging through any information you can resource to help us attempt to identify the origin of the stone. At present, we are searching through the European history of Witches, and the like. If you find anything that appears to identify the stone you see, let us know and we will post your find alongside the stone.

Now, we do realize there are those unsavory characters who would desire to own the stone for their own evil purposes. Let it be known that the stone 'tis no' lying around in plain view. Only Dream Teller, the Warlock Gregory, and the Sorceress JoHaunna know where 'tis kept and the spell shield which protects it 'tis one that has never been compromised. You will find the photo posted to the to our welcome page, in a short time. Happy hunting! Oh, and there will be a prize for the one who successfully identifies the origin of the Witch's Stone. There will be future updates, so visit again to discover certain of the composition of the stone that has been identified. Blessed May You Be, Kaithlin

2006-10-28T05:32:00.001-07:00

Bonjour mes amies.

Many of you may well be thinking that we at Dream Teller's Lair have lost interest in publishing to our Blog. Nothing could be further from the truth. We are, simply, so very busy with all that comes our way. I recently posed the question regarding 'Fear' to the Warlock Gregory, one whom I never considered to fear anything or anyone. How wrong I was. Here is what he had to say.

"Fear 'tis a feeling no one of us can escape, though the source of it will naturally differ from person to person." That, coming from the Master Warlock, most certainly begged the question I put to him. Given who you are and what you do, and your strengths, are there things you fear? His answer:

Fear is derived of many and varied sources; some known, others unknown. In and of itself, fear is intangible yet, without question, is sensed and/or felt. No one, human or otherwise, is exempt though many who consider themselves above all others will deny experiencing fear. Just because one is possessed of greater strengths or powers than others does no' make one immune. Some will think themselves immune while they and others will voice that belief but fear is universal to all Kinds. One might wonder at that; wonder why, for instance, an Immortal would 'fear' anything or any situation. As we have discussed here before, immortality is a much deceiving term. Any living Being can be destroyed; life ended.

'Tis the very nature of longevity or immortality which most often leads to the demise of one with such an extended existence. Because ending such an existence requires much more than those circumstances that easily end the life of a Human, other Beings tend to tempt the Fates; take risks far out of what is considered a safe existence.

Humans actually have a greater sense of self-worth, a greater desire to exist, and a better understanding of what is safe than other Beings. Certainly there are Humans with skewed concepts of safety, or the lack there of, but the general majority understand what is required to maintain a safe existence. 'Tis their fear of natural disasters, accidents, and debilitating illnesses that lead them to dwell well within the parameters of safety as much as they can.

Due to extended life expectancies the longer one exists the less other Beings fear; time being the culprit which leads to the shrinking sense of danger one may incur. Some (consider those who have lived for centuries) reach the point where no such sense exists any longer. They have lived such a long life that there are those who have forgotten what fear feels like thus without that sense there is no instinct to warn of danger. They rely, solely, upon their extraordinary senses, heightened sight, hearing, and such but without instinctual feelings, they are at a grave deficit.

Vampyres are most notorious for falling into that trap, for theirs is a long and arduous journey through many Human lifetimes. Too, while the Werewolf is no' immortal but enjoys longevity well beyond Human years, some will also lose the instinct to determine what is or is no' very real danger. Few Humans ever lose that instinct and because of it they are more apt to survive a natural existence than other Kinds.

Down through the ages Warlocks and Sorceresses were also notorious for becoming so self-absorbed in believing their powers and strengths set them above others that many fell victim to that belief. The more powerful one becomes the more overly confident one becomes and the more likely one is to place oneself in harms way. 'Tis those, grandious feelings and overconfidence, which become the bane of the existence of many of us.

Humans are often jealous of the extraordinary abilities of others, and fear those as well but in truth 'tis those gifts which often turn on us and become our curses; often, our death sentence. As we often teach our young there is reason for all things, why we have gifts others do no' have; why others are no' possessed of specific gifts or abilities. 'Tis the differences in each Kind which make us who and what we are and 'tis how it was meant to be. As we all attempt to learn to interact with one another 'tis imperative to work around and past petty jealousies, suspicions, and the like and we can only do that by working to understand and accept one anothers differences as being a natural part of that particular Kind.

We have worked long and hard to bring that acceptance about and there is much work to be done. But we are seeing some positive results. 'Tis what we, here at the Lair, are all about; furthering understanding and acceptance. 'Twill always be the nay-sayers and the non-believers but with the progression of time and modern, forward thinking we can achieve our goals. Those of you who visit this Blog are part of the trend in forward thinking and together we can teach that certain fears are groundless.

Always remember that a certain amount of fear is healthy; neccessary to one's survival. But that fear should no' extend to other areas simply because of what is no' known. Learn; for there are those of us willing to teach and demonstrate that we are no' 'monsters' without conscience. We, too, seek a safe and healthy existence and are willing to have you join with us in that effort. Fair Day, Gregory.

2006-10-28T05:32:00.000-07:00

Answers...

2006-09-26T14:47:00.000-07:00

Aye, I'm a day late posting to our Blog. We are managing to wade through the mail that piled up and Dream Teller has answered some of those.

To Royce in Maryland: While I appreciate your enthusiasm regarding the membership drive we launched, I can no' guarantee you a particular level. All depends upon the criteria spelled out in the application. Your skills sound impressive but remain to be seen. Complete the entire application, return it, and it will be judged accordingly. Blessed May You Be.

To Cheyanne in Wyoming: Aye, Garth is truly a Vampyre. If you care to go back through our archives you will learn much about him. You can also read a couple of his posts. He is nothing like the fictional characters one reads about or sees in movies. If you met him face to face you would have no idea that he is 'different' from other men, other than the fact that he is taller than most. He has a wonderful sense of humor but make no mistake, he is no' one to abide foolishness. Blessed May You Be.

To Greta in Louisiana: 'Tis no' as difficult as you would think for Humans and other Kinds to establish relationships. Granted, it requires a great deal of effort and the ability to accept the differences, one to the other but in doing so things progress much the same as ordinary relationships. Are there drawbacks to mixed-Kind relationships? Certainly, for some. But those relationships rarely come about spur of the moment, and the parties involved usually go in with eyes wide open. Too, each of them is a special individual with special abilities. The Human partner generally posseses some sort of extraordinary ability which is what draws another Kind to them in the first place. However, there are some who do no possess those abilities or those are latent and are eventually discovered. Be that as it may, 'tis no a relationship for the faint of heart for many things must be considered that are out of the norm, so to speak. Welcome to our Blog and Blessed May You Be.

To Danielle in Washington: To obtain an application one merely has to e-mail one's request and it will be sent you. Blessed May You Be.

To Trace in Idaho: Aye, Crystals , Gems, and Stones are indeed powerful channeling tools and talismans. Throughout history those have been used by different cultures that have utilized the powr within. Those are used in myriad ways and for many purposes. Their power and potential , when used in accordance with divine law, have no equal. Working with them is a true art; an art that requires the ability to tune into them by neutralizing the mind and developing sensitivity beyond the ordinary. The crystal can become like a mirror reflecting light into one's consciousness to achieve many things; inner peace, source of truth, and so on. They are most notably used for healing purposes and raising the higher consciousness. They are wonderfully powerful purifiers and energizers. Thus the reason many wear them as jewelry or place them in stragic places about their home. But take heed, for they must be cared for; cleansed, and re-energized. Ther are many types, too numerous to mention but in the near future I will begin to to name them and their possible uses. Blessed May You Be.

To Rochelle in Arkansas: One does no' merely become a shape-shifter, dear. Whomever he is, I assure you he is feeding you a line. Well may he be of American Indian blood but shape-shifting does no' just come with the pedigree. From what you have told me he sounds like a wanna-be, out to impress or frighten you, whichever the case may be. I would take care for when one goes to such extremes as he, he may well be mentally unbalanced. Blessed May You Be.

To Craig in Scotland: Aye, and 'tis often heard late on the moors. Some call it the Banshee's Wail. There are many tales concerning the Banshee but in truth 'tis the wail associated with the death of a dear one and no' of some creature out to wreak death upon whomever is out and about. Too, 'tis also the sound of the wailing winds the area is noted for and one must have heard both in order to know the difference. My guess is what you heard is the wind but... whoever knows, hmm? Blessed May You Be.

To Dana in Texas: I know I have said many times that I was close to publishing my novels but so many things have set the date back, time and again. Per force, writing and publishing runs a distant second to what needs my attention at the Lair. And thus, I will only say I hope to get around to completing the finishing touches in the near future. Thank you for asking. Blessed May You Be.

To Tom L. in Hawaii: What was sent you is known among those who practice the Black Arts as the Chain Curse. 'Tis used to curse disobedient demons who refuse to follow the conjurer's orders. The conjurer threatens the disobedient with the power of the demon's superiors. 'Tis my belief that someone attempted to use demonic force against you and when the conjuration failed the Chain Curse was used. Why it was sent you? To frighten you. The conjuration is in and of itself frightening but can no' harm you merely by being mailed to you. My question is this; whom do you know who would go to such lengths to harm you? The calling up of demons is a nasty business and given the use of the Chain Curse I have to think whomever is making such attempts knows a great deal, or knows someone who does, about such things. 'Tis no' something just plucked from a book or the air, for that Curse is no' easily found. Beware whom you call friend. Blessed May You Be.

To Lexa in Tennessee: The Lemegeton and the Lesser Key of Soloman are one and the same. Divided into four parts, it controls the offices of all demons at the will of the operator. It deals with evoking all classes of demons and the opening Rites are those belonging to Lucifer, Bel, and Astaroth. You are correct to be concerned at finding such a book in the hands of one so young. 'Tis a dangerous prospect, that; even reading such even if she does nothing with it. I have to wonder where she got it and hopefully 'twas no stolen, for 'tis of grave concern if the latter is true. You must find out where she got it and if it wasloaned her, or stolen, return it post haste. Otherwise, burn it but be 100% positive it does no' belong to an individual. Blessed May You Be.

'Tis my hope that we will be able to get back to posting to our blob on a regular basis in the very near future. But I would remind all again that the nature of our business must always come first. Blessings upon all, Dream Teller.

Home again, Home again...

2006-09-24T05:30:00.000-07:00

Bonjour mes amies,
'Tis been much going on here at the Lair; thus the long time since we've posted to our blog. As you all know many is the time we must fall silent in order to protect ourselves as well as those we seek to help. This past month we have all been out and about doing what must be done. Dream Teller has only recently returned to the Lair, along with Garth and Jessica; all of whom need much rest from their duties. The Warlock Gregory and the Sorceress JoHaunna are expected to return to their home within the next few days and, hopefully, the rest of our team will follow, each in their own time.

If you recall we were in the process of setting up the membership for the Lair. To date we have accepted 103 members and still we must sort through a mountain of applications. Know to that we have denied twice as many applicants for various reasons. Many of the visitors to the Blog are under the false assumption that the membership drive is for the purpose of starting a fan club. AS was said before, no' the case. Too, others have attempted to join for unsavory purposes, some of whom are agents of those who are our enemies. We are always on alert but on the occassion one of those types slips past our guard. 'Tis the nature of the beast and one we must always be prepared to deal with. We thank all of our visitors and members for their patience and understanding.

Given the nature of things this past month, once again we have extended the deadline for membership applications. Our goal is a membership made up of as near to equal numbers among the levels of membership as is possible. Each of those levels will operate under the guidance and direction of one or more of our team leaders. Thus, while we view the membership as a whole, each level can operate independantly for given purposes. If you think about it, you will understand why each level requires the ability to operate independant of the others. The highest level; those with working abilities and talents, have the capabilities to directly assist us in our duties. The lower levels will generally be in transition as the members choose to progress or, as with the lowest level, merely remain at that level for their own reasons. As you can see, the level system was set up to provide for the members particular needs and desires.

We have welcomed two new team members among us and soon, you will hear from each of them, as they introduce themselves and their particular talents. For the time being they are busy settling among us, getting to know each of us, and preparing to take on duties which will help lighten the load on the rest of us. No, they did no' come to us by way of the membership drive but through other channels. We are most pleased to have them and look forward to along and fruitful journey together.

We have so much e-mail backed up 'tis impossible to respond to all of it but know that we are reading each and every one of those. 'Twould be in your best interest to resubmit your questions if you do no' see an answer here in the next couple of weeks. Please, give it at least two weeks so an no' to compound the amount of mail we already have to wade through. We will be posting answers beginning tomorrow evening. Blessed May You Be and, again, thenks for your patience and continued visits, Kaithlin

2006-08-10T05:08:00.000-07:00

Fair day, all.

'Tis been some time since we last posted to our blog. If you recall, in the last post I mentioned those seeking to infiltrate our Blog through the membership drive. 'Tis why we imposed a black-out from then to now. As our data is so well protected, nothing was stolen though some of our computer equipment was damaged. 'Tis the way of things in our business.

Due to those reasons Dream Teller has extended the membership drive until the end of September. We thank all of you for your patience. We began processing new applicants early this morning and hope to be more expededient once all of our equipment is restored. Blessings upon all, Kaithlin.

Safe Haven

2006-07-16T05:30:00.000-07:00

Fair day, all.

'Tis been a while since I have had the opportunity to sit down at my desk and post a message to all of you. This is an update to give you an idea of the many tasks we deal with.

As all know, 'tis been a difficult year for many around the country. I have spent much time at conferences in different states where my colleages and I discuss numerous issues that confront us and those in need of assistance. While we attempt to sort through the ongoing needs, we are also dealing with the needs of our own.

You recently heard from the newest member of our team, Jocelyn, and between her post an the following one by Kaithlin you should have a clear idea of but one of the many things on our agenda. Certainly, and without apology, each of our Kinds seeking our own is near the top of our list. With the dire needs all around, mayhap putting that issue first sounds selfish. But if one takes but a moment to stop and consider, one might realize the neccessity of that task.

Most assuredly, 'tis the desire to find our loved ones and bring them into the family that leads our search. But there is the responsibility of keeping each of our Kinds from dwindling to extinction. Of all the Kinds, Werewolves have suffered the greatest loss of their numbers and Witches run a close second. But for the past two decades each Kind has made great strides toward a comeback. The roots of the existence of all Kinds lie in the family structure; past, present, and future generations. Sadly, some of our own, like Jocelyn. are no' even aware of their heritage. 'Tis our fondest hope to find our kin. By starting the membership drive for the Lair we have heard from a few who are struggling to understand how and why they are different from the society they were brought up in.

Some Witches and Werewolves secretly partnered with Outsiders and their offspring never knew for a variety of reasons, or are only learning, of their true heritage. some were stolen at birth. 'Tis them and others like them we are searching for. They have a right to know of their origins and to have the opportunity to embrace their inherent abilities; to be whom they were meant to be. We offer safe haven to those seeking an understanding and we will do all that is possible to reunite them with their families; at the very least, help them to adjust if they have no family.

'Tis of great importance that each and everyone who applies for membership fill out the forms you receive in full and to the best of your knowledge, so that we may discover those looking for their own Kind. Blessed May You Be, Dream Teller.

Information update

2006-07-13T04:37:00.000-07:00

Bonjour mes amies.

I hope you enjoyed meeting our last guest and hearing about her. Jocelyn is a welcome addition to our team. Not only is she a kind and considerate person, she is most willing to share her gifts to aid in our efforts. Her uncle, a long standing friend and staunch ally of the Warlock Gregory and Dream Teller, has sheltered and mentored her since finding her some six years ago.

'Tis sometimes the way of it; children of our Kind, separated from family and heritage, without knowledge of their origins. Witches are human and, like any other, they make mistakes that lead to those separations in various ways. But along with all the other things we do here at the Lair, we offer opportunity to those seeking their own. 'Tis part of why the membership angle was born. For those who sense they are different from the society they live in, and at some time in life they will experience feelings of being out of place or different, they can contact us and seek guidance. 'Tis much like any other organization which helps one trace one's blood-relatives, but we have other tools, our inherent gifts, with which to assist them.

Many of our Kind are scattered to the four winds and once that fact became obvious, 'twas a need, born. 'Tis our fervent hope to bring lost ones back into the fold, if they so desire to be reunited with family and others of their Kind. These reasons were the basis for Jocelyn's visit with you; to give a first hand accounting of what she experienced during her youth with another family who'd no earthly idea they loved and sheltered a gifted child.

Witches need contact with their own Kind for 'tis how we learn to hone our abilities. Just as children of other Kinds require guidance and discipline to become contributing members of their society, Witches need role models to guide us and teach us the widom of the ages; the wisdom to use our gifts, wisely. And, already, through the membership drive we are hearing from many who feel lost and without safe haven. Will all be something other than Outsiders? Certainly no', but some will be; as Jocelyn discovered she was.

As the membership drive is shaping up to be a resounding success, we will continue to accept applications through the end of August. Then, the membership will be closed until we can finish processing applications. Once accepted applicants are assigned a membership level the Council will then determine whether 'tis feasible to reopen the membership. Understand that we have no desire to create a 'monster'; a membership too large to handle, or administer to. So, if you've a wish to join be sure to apply for the application (e-mail your request) do so by the last week of August.

To the many of you who have sent prospective members our way, we appreciate your efforts. Congratulations to those of you who have no' only earned your membership fee back, but continue to earn extra. But always remember that no' every applicant is accepted, so take care who you enlist as a prospective member.

To those of you attempting to infiltrate the membership in order to ferret out our location, 'tis a losing game, as you have already discovered. 'Tis no' worth the effort you expend and, as some of you have discovered, 'tis a painful lesson you learn.

Fair day, Kaithlin.

Lost and found

2006-07-11T04:47:00.000-07:00

Fair day.

I recently joined the team at the Lair. For the past two weeks I've been busy familiarizing myself with the multifaceted personalities of those who come and go, here. Not only is there a strong kinship among the team members, the services the team goes out of its way to provide those in need is truly awesome. I was invited to join them for the fact of my special talents; gifts. But first, let me give you a bit of my background and history.

I was raised by loving parents; ordinary folks, with a middle-class background. As far back as I can remember I always felt 'different' amidst extended family. The feeling wasn't something I could actually put into words, just a difference that kept me slightly off kilter. As I grew toward adolescence I begen to feel as though I didn't belong with my family, or my friends. I began to withdraw and keep more to myself. I kept busy with schoolwork and my first love for which I had a true talent, art. My parents put my withdrawal down to shyness and encouraged my artwork, whole-heartedly.

Around the age of eleven I began to recognize certain abilities for which I had no point of reference and by the age of fifteen I felt so much alone in my uncertainty of what was growing inside me, by leaps and bounds. I continued to immerse myself in my artwork; drawing and painting what often manifested in my dreams; day and night. My parents considered me a dreamer and were awed by my talent for drawing and painting beautiful things they considered subjects of fantasy and myth. But deep in my secret self I knew what I put on canvas was of real origins.

At the age of seventeen I learned, by accident, the truth of my origins. I was digging through an old suitcase in the attic, looking for some old family photographs for my art when I stumbled upon what would forever change my life. I found an adoption certificate that proved I wasn't my parents biological child. I was devestated, not because I was adopted, but because they hadn't told me from the beginning. Too, I became obsessed with learning who my natural parents were and why I'd been adopted.

When I confronted them, my adoptive parents told me they had no idea who my natural parents were. Unable to have children of their own, they had wanted a child so badly and had been contacted by an attorney who handled all the details of the adoption. I looked for him only to learn he had passed away not long after the adoption took place. None of his relatives had any information for me, as all of his files had eventually been destroyed. From there, I didn't know where to turn for information.

Graduating high-school, I went on to University to major in Art. My adoptive parents were killed in an accident my Freshman year. I drifted apart from their extended family; cut ties, when I moved away to attend another University my Senior year. My artwork was already selling well for me and by graduation I was fairly well established. I had saved enough money to realize another dream. I opened a small shop of my own where, with my artwork featured, I also sell beautiful creations made of other mediums, such as crystal and porcelain.

I believe everything has purpose and comes about in its own time. Within eighteen months of opening my own shop, a new client entered into the picture that would gradually unfold to reveal my true origins. The moment he walked into my place of business I had the strange sense that I should know the stranger. My artisit's eyes began feeding information to my brain, age, mid-forties; height, six feet four or five inches; physique, near-perfect male specimen; olive complection which was the perfect foil for the most amazingly beautiful green eyes the color of a shadowed spring forest.... Well, to say the least, my hands itched to grab paints and canvas and set right to work capturing all of that mysterious masculinity.

What transpired was the sale of two of my treasured paintings I'd never intended selling. The sale had nothing to do with the exhorbitant sum of money I attached to them to deter anyone wanting to buy them, and everything to do with his carefully persuasive tone that filled me with a further sense of 'connection' to the man. Within months of the sale I would learn that the man had been searching for me for years, since 1978; my birth year.

The long and short of my tale is that the man was a blood relative, my uncle. His brother, deceased since my fifth year, was my biological father. My father had had a secret relationship with my mother, then married to a wealthy man. Her and her husband had a tumulteous relationship which he wouldn't allow her to leave. My mother met my father quite by accident and from there their feelings for one another grew. She became pregnant with me and fearing the wrath of her husband, didn't tell my father of her pregnancy. She severed ties with him and at my birth her husband learned I wasn't his biological child. He was a powerful man and with his wealth behind him he divorced my mother and left her penniless, gained full custody of me then secretly adopted me out.

My father learned of me a year or so following my birth from my mother, who was dying of cancer and told him the truth on her deathbed. Also a wealthy man, he began the search for me. My stepfather had gone to great lengths to keep what he'd done with me secret so that my biological father had great difficulty unraveling the secret.

To add more to the mystery, my father was a true Witch but he'd never told my mother of his origins. He employed all he had at his disposal to search for me and eventually revealed the information to his brother; a powerful Warlock. It was because of who he was that my father died; in a vicious war between Covens. My uncle took up the search for his brother, vowing to find me and bring me into the family fold. And, at long last, found me.

Needless to say, the man who used me against my mother for his own sense of revenge, is no longer the wealthy man that he was. In fact, he is penniless; a vagrant on the streets, for many years now. My uncle saw to it that he got his just dues. I now know why I always felt different and couldn't belong, elsewhere. The blood of the Witch runs through my veins and I am finally at peace with myself.

The biological family that welcomed me home with open arms is quite large. I am now where I truly belong and over the years my 'gifts' have made themselves known and my family has helped me nurture them to the fullest. I am 28 years old, as yet unattached but looking forward to the day when I will meet my true life-partner and begin a family of my own. I reside with my uncle, a fine man who gives me a sense of purpose, and who continues to teach me of my heritage.

My uncle is the man who introduced me to Dream Teller; his close friend and ally, and now mine as well. I am happy to be a member of this team and looking forward to my first assignment. Blessed May You Be, Jocelyn.

Celebrate....

2006-07-04T04:21:00.000-07:00

Bonjour mes amies.

Everyone here at the Lair wishes all of you a safe and happy 4th of July.

As you might know, several states in our great country are experiencing bad weather. Last week the East Coast suffered flooding from several days of heavy rain. This week the Gulf Coast region is experiencing heavy downpours and it looks to continue for another week. Up around the North it appears a cold front is set to pass through that region. Non, I am no' a weather reporter. I am just calling your attention to the simple fact that wherever one may reside, one does no' escape the whims of Mother Nature.

While many of you will enjoy outdoor activities to celebrate Independence Day, others will take their celebrations indoors. No matter the weather, we Americans will no' be denied our celebrations of freedom. And 'tis freedom we hold most dear to our hearts. But too often we tend to forget at what price freedom is claimed and maintained.

Even as our military troops stand and fight on foreign soil for the very freedom we will celebrate this day, will you spare a thought or two for them? I sincerely hope you will find a quiet place at some time this day and offer a moment of silent prayer.

As is always the case with war there are divided camps; some for, some against, and some who just do no' give a tinker's damn one way or the other. Whether for or against sending our brave warriors to fight on foreign soil, I urge each of you to remember that those thousands of proud men and women answered our Commander-In-Chief's call to arms. They are there, living the war while the rest of us are home celebrating the fruits of their labor. Do you get the sense that something is no' quite right with that picture? They place their lives on the line while we sit back and celebrate?

If you are no' feeling at least some small measure of discomfort from the above questions then you must fall into the catagory of no' giving a damn. Folks, 'tis time to stop pointing fingers, playing politics, and no' caring; time to lend support to the troops. They need to hear of our care and concern and no', merely, on the occassion.

If you have ever been a victim of flood, hurricane, tornado, or any other major disaster then you should remember how it feels to be on alert, fearing what may or may no' befall you and yours; how it feels to be displaced, no' knowing how or when you may return home. If 'home' is even standing. Aye, some of us suffer for weeks, even months at a time when natural disasters strike. But we can eventually recoup and go on with life as we know it.

No' so for our military troops. On returning home those survivors of war carry the memories of many things, loss of friends and comrades; death and destruction worse than any major natural disaster could ever perpetrate; and for many of them, physical disabilites.

My point to all of this? Aye, let us all celebrate our independence but at the top of our list of thanks should be a prayer and gratitude for every soldier who stood tall and proud in the past and those who do so now, for the lot of us. 'Tis our troops who won this Country her freedom, and 'tis her people who should give something back to them. As Dream Teller would say; Ponder.

Blessings upon every man and woman in our military. To those of you involved in war; know that everyone here at the Lair keeps vigilant, and our prayers are ever with you. Fair day, Kaitlin.

Solitary Witch and Healer

2006-06-28T04:36:00.000-07:00

Fair day.

I am Seth; a true Witch, and practicioner of the Healing Arts. I am visiting friends at the Lair and Dream Teller requested I host her Blog, today. I am not particularly adept at this mode of interaction but I will give it a try. I ask your patience as I attempt to impart something of value to you.

I have traveled extensively in my 30 years, and have seen some of the most beautiful sites in the world. But the cities and towns in the South and Southeast have a magical effect that beckons, a wild beauty, that brings me back again and again. The Southern hospitality extended to all who make their way South is most extraordinary, particularly to one such as myself. I am a Northerner; a solitary Witch.

I am the last-born of three siblings, an only son. My parents are both Witches; my mother a Healer and my father is gifted in many areas; one might say a 'Jack of all trades', for lack of a better description. My sisters are both modern young Witches. Being twins, they have always been inseparable; were, and still are mischievous merry-makers with penchants for playing practical jokes upon the unsuspecting. Most often the unsuspecting are Outsiders, generally male, with a tendancy for drawing the mischief upon themselves (I tend to fall into the male catagory, as well).

Early in our youth, females most always followed their mother's path while males followed their father. But by the time the girls reached puberty it was fairly well understood (by the rest of us at home) that the twins weren't likely to settle into the restrictive life required for studying the Healing Arts. The inherent nature of the Healer just didn't reach from mother to daughters. They inherited their natures from our father and, as it turned out, I inherited the nature of the Healer. So it was that Dad took charge of the girls while Mom trained me. I can't begin to tell you the mischief my sisters would get up to, while Dad urged them on; often joining them in their sprited play. As you might guess, ours was a happy household, if often chaotic.

As I grew into adulthood my inherent gifts became more apparent. And the learning of the Art of Healing was more the learning of how to use what I'd been gifted with and applying it accordingly. My mother is well known and respected for her abilities and I soon became known among our Kind as my mother's 'prodigy'. Though I am extremely gifted as a Healer, prodigy isn't a title I am fond of. I don't consider myself special for there are many Healers of great reknown; gifted and talented far beyond my talents.

In the past ten years I have had the opportunity to study under two such Healers, each of whom shared with me certain of their own medicinal potions that took years to perfect. Medicines and potions used in combination with the power of healing chants and paranormal abilities go beyond the ability of modern medicines, in many cases. But with the Outsiders' views of our Kind, we are forced to keep our information to ourselves.

Too many times we are branded as Satanists, Majicians of Black Majic, and numerous other derogatory names that force us to remain secretive. Then there are those who attempt to hunt us down, capture us, and force us to reveal the ingredients of medicines and potions in order to claim ownership; fame and fortune. What they refuse to believe is that those are worthless to any who haven't the gifts to make them work.

What many scientists refuse to believe is that most ingredients for powerful medicines and potions are not rare and costly; growing in some foreign soil. Drug manufacturers are the power that drive the belief that it requires master-minds, years of research, and billions of dollars to perfect a particular medicine. Of late, I've noticed that certain drugs are being pushed through tests at an alarmingly quick rate and put on the mass market, only to be pulled months later for the deadly side-effects that appear. Those don't appear out of nowhere. Those are known, hidden from the public, and when enough harm is done, pulled off the market. The drug companies know the rote; get it out there, make billions, get a slap on the wrist and fined a few hundred-thousand dollars, and keep the enormous profit. Been going on for a long time and so it will continue, and all for the almighty profit.

That isn't to say we don't have Healers of our Kind who won't perpetrate a scam for a large profit. Those who get scammed are most often those intending to scam the public; private scientists, drug-manufacturing officials, doctors, etc. Purportedly intelligent business people looking for fame and fortune are easy targets for the Healer looking to take them down a peg, or make a fast buck. Generally, all is carried out in such a manner that those private individuals aren't about to go public about being fleeced, given that they, themselves, were about under-handed business. But such goings-on create a great deal of animosity among thieves and that proves to be a grave problem for the rest of our Kind.

Aye, and we remain secretive for those and other reasons. Just as Outsiders will cause harm that can effect others so, too, do those of other Kinds. None are so different in that circumstance.

The life of a Solitary Witch is a choice. Most simply prefer to practice their religion and their Arts alone; keep to their own schedule, their own ways, and the like. That isn't to say that Solitary Witches won't assist other Witches or join with them to celebrate. Most of us are social creatures and certainly one seeks to socialize with others like themselves. Gatherings at the Witchs' holidays are glorious celebrations and there one may find several Covens and Solitary Witches meeting and greeting, as one Kind.

I would like to give you a glimpse into the work of a Healer. When one mentions potions, paranormal powers, and Witches, one can literally hear the gears grinding in the minds of Outsiders. More, your thoughts are clearly written in your faces as your brain serves up all the myths, lies, and fairytales you've ingested for the most of your lives. Your fantasies are just that; fantastic, unreal, or, in rare cases, at the very least, outdated.

Witches have moved into the new millennium right along with other Kinds; including Outsiders. We are modern individuals, forward thinkers, and we have gladly incorporated modern conveniences into our lives. Believe me, I don't stand outside over a black cauldron brewing my potions and making wicked cackling sounds. Fact is, I have a professionally equipped kitchen that would turn any chef green with envy. As in most households, when family comes to visit, the kitchen is the hub of activity. Mom and I have spent many hours there, trying new possibilities and brewing the tried and true. If you were to walk into my kitchen during one of those times, you would be none the wiser for what was on the stove. But you would have the pleasure of the various smells of herbs, roots, and such. You would see various bunches of herbs hanging to dry, and your eye might be drawn to the herb garden growing in my kitchen.

I've a penchant for bringing the outdoors inside wherever and however I can. Thus, I also have a fair-sized waterfall, complete with pond and various fish, in my great-room where one entire wall opens to the outside. Helps a great deal to bring nature indoors. In the event of bad weather... well, you get the gist. Doesn't get much more modern than that, yet, I'm able to practice my religion and the Arts without interruption.

I hope I've given you something to think about. As we all move toward the future I, like other Witches, hope that the mythical novelty will further erode so that your Kind will come to accept us as a people. There are and always be rogues who cast the lot of us in a bad light; not so different than the criminal element of your Kind. But for the most part we are a peaceful, law-abiding lot who want nothing more than to live our lives in harmony with nature and all Kinds. Give us the opportunity and we will take your hand in friendship and offer you our hospitality. But know we will stand against those who mean us harm and in that, we can best you. No threat intended, merely fact. Fair day to all.

Update- Lair membership

2006-06-27T05:28:00.000-07:00

Bonjour, mes amies.

We are well on our way to establishing a Lair membership base unlike anything we could have imagined! The queries for applications are coming in so fast we have diverted staff members from other office areas to assist us to keep up with your requests. We ask for your patience as we plow through the applications to determine which membership level suits each applicant.

Thus far, we have several applications to put before the Council which will determine members who will be assigned to the highest level. As we stated earlier those prospective members are ones whom are proven gifted. As of this posting some of those have been personally contacted (some are true Witches, others are Psychics, etc.) and are going through the various processes to determine their level of ability. Their most difficult test comes in the form of a personal meeting with one or more of our allies, chosen by the Council leaders, who will assess them for risk factor, loyalty, ability to work within the team organization, fear factor, and so on. 'Tis a most rigorous meeting and few will pass the scrutiny. Those who do will have the opportunity to move on and personally meet with the Council members who will have the final say as to whether or no' the prospective member can successfully mesh with our society.
Those suited to levels I and II are being handled by hand-picked staff members who follow the strict criteria for membership, set by Dream Teller. Some of you have inquired if those assigned to the lower levels of membership will be at a disadvantage in terms of what membership offers you vs. what the members of the highest level can expect. We assure you that no one, regardless of level, will be at a disadvantage. As you receive your application packets you will see each level is qualified in print. Certainly, those applying for Levels I and II will no' have private meetings with Council members, for obvious reasons. But if you read on you will discover that in future you will enjoy opportunities to attend get-togethers and meet some of our gifted friends and allies who get out and about for the purpose of meeting and greeting those who wish to learn more about other Kinds.

The fun part of those get-togethers is that you never know who just might put in an appearance...say, Garth, for instance. At any rate, the explanations for each Level and what you can expect are clearly stated. 'Tis your choice to join or no'. Remember, no' only is the membership meant to bring fun into our midst but also to bring together more of the gifted who seek to join ranks with others of their Kind. But always remember that Outsiders play an integral and welcomed part in what we do. Thus, Outsiders will be the backbone of our membership. Remember, too, that there is always the possibility of attaining higher levels of membership. We will be watching for those 'special' ones who evidence the qualities we seek in Outsiders whom we offer the opportunity to come among us.

The one thing Dream Teller cautions against: Discontent within the ranks. Expectations for membership have been clearly set forth in the application packets, for each level. If you are no' satisfied with what is offered, do no' apply.

Fair day and Blessed May You Be, Kaithlin

Meet and Greet - a new ally

2006-06-25T03:32:00.000-07:00

Fair day, all.

I am Giselle, a true Witch, born; here with you at Dream Teller's invitation. I have been a visitor to this Blog since its inception, as have so many of my Kind. The Lair has become an important go-between for those of us who have need for alternate means of communication. It serves us well and that is what I will speak about this day.

I consider myself a modern Witch, though I keep to many of the old ways. It has become incumbent upon all Witches to keep up with these modern times but without losing touch with the past that has served us well. Naturally, our younger generations find it far less difficult to keep pace with modern society than our elders, who remain suspicious of Outsiders, and for very good reasons. As you know, ours has been an historically secretive society for many genreations. And even today, much of that secrecy continues.

I am continually amazed at the number of Outsiders who yet reject the idea of our existence. In a time when many bizarre life styles easily gain acceptance, people shun Witches; whether that be for what we are or for our religious beliefs. What is the wrong in caring for and nurturing Mother Earth? Where is the danger in calling upon our powers to heal the harm done the Earth and Nature? Outsiders will oblige the many industries that rape and destroy soil and air and cause diseases to spread among the population, and all in the name of progress and a paycheck. Yet, when Witches gather to pray and heal (practice our religion) we are looked upon as an abhorrent lot. So you understand why the secrecy continues among my Kind and why we need every avenue available to us to communicate within our own network.

The Lair has become safe haven to many of us and here we have met more of our Kind; made new friends and allies. And it is through Dream Teller and the Lair where we have met other Kinds and are learning to co-exist. It has been an interesting journey, to say the least, and an on-going one. Communications to and from the Lair reach far and wide and has become for us the most modern, dependable means of communication. I think the beauty of Dream Teller's system is the combining of the old and the new. For no matter if modern communication systems fail from time to time, the network of alliances is now in place. I have never seen a more intricate yet simple system in place; the beautiful blending of the latest technology with what is old as time; the tried and true.

What has amazed me (difficult to do) is learning of the number of Outsiders who are willing to accept other Kinds and are who eager to assist us. I only learned that recently, and believe me it was a pleasant surprise. I admit, I had some reservations about this membership drive Dream Teller unveiled. But when she outlined the plan and her reasons, it soon became clear that yet another 'simple' endeavor has so many possibilities. At present, the Lair's staff is carefully screening applications and I have noticed a tad of excitement when they come upon a possible recruit for the team. But one must pass the scrutiny of the Council before attaining an intimate position among the team and that is well and good. The Council members have the final say, as it should be, for they will leave no stone unturned in making certain the applicants can be safely brought into the fold.

I am pleased, honored, to be accepted as friend and ally and I look forward to meeting those of you who will eventually enter our realm. We have much to learn from one another and much to offer each other. It is my hope that one day Witches will be accepted as contributing members of your society. We are among you, have been, always will be. We are no different than regular members of todays society, other than the differences in our abilities. We work at a living as you do, socialize as you do, maintain homes and families as you do. And given the chance we will befriend you. Blessed Be.

Bonjour, mes amies.

I hope you enjoyed meeting Giselle. We were introduced but a few weeks ago, and I have found her to be a most likable individual. She is a member of one of our most recently aquired Sister-Covens. Sadly, the Mississipi Coven lost its longtime resident Warlock to illness and the members appealed to the Warlock Gregory and the Sorceress JoHaunna for protection from an undesirable Warlock, who was attempting a take-over. Gregory and JoHaunna dispensed the danger and brought the Coven under their protection. They appointed a High-Priest from within the Covens own ranks; one whom they felt well-suited to the position. The membership is well satisfied with the appointment and is beginning to settle nicely under his leadership.

When Giselle was asked to visit the Lair, 'twas a most interesting visit. But I wish you could have seen her expression when she learned of the other Kinds among us. 'Twas truly priceless. Admittedly, she did no' truly believe other Kinds existed among us, since she had never had the occassion to come into contact with one. So you might imagine her surprise when told of our resident Vampyre. Garth (being the practical joker that he is) attempted to make the most of her surprise. He pulled out all the stops. Aye, he played it to the hilt; appeared in true Vampyre style, and attire. But the joke was on Garth! While Giselle had certainly been surprised (mahap a bit shocked) to learn of other Kinds, she was in no way frightened of the knowledge (something we deliberately neglected to tell Garth). 'Twas Jessica's idea to keep him in the dark for she knew exactly what he would set out to do with a seemingly naive Witch; a newcomer to the Lair.

His appearance out of nowhere with black cape swirling around him, his fangs just barely visible, and his eyes swirling with mystical lights (for effect of course), Garth towered above Giselle with his most intimidating manner. Then he bowed at the waist, rose, and offered his hand (expecting her to swoon or faint in fear at the least) as he fully exposed his fangs with a smile. Priceless does no' begin to describe his expression when Giselle (all 5'4" of her) stepped right up, took his hand, and began walking around him, looking him over. When she came to stand before him, she cocked her head to one side and stared right up into his eyes. Without so much as a blink she smiled at him and said, "Well, you're certainly something of a surprise. Good thing you're a friendly sort." His answer to that- "Thats all you have to say? I make my finest entrance to date and thats it?"

Well, as you can imagine we all had a good laugh. Giselle had him figured out the moment he made his grand entrance and, being such an intelligent female, she knew she had nothing to fear from him in our presence. 'Twas Garth who neglected to think of that obvious angle. Aye, he is still sulking and Jessica is yet laughing. She enjoys getting one over on him when she can ('tis rare) and Giselle has learned what lengths Garth will go to to pull a joke. I have noticed that she is quite apt at practical jokes, herself, and so should be quite fun while she is with us. Blessed May You Be, Kaithlin

Update and e-mail

2006-06-18T04:33:00.000-07:00

Bonjour, mes amies.

'Tis pleased we are at the number of applicants who have applied for membership to the Lair. So many of you have been offering suggestions and expressing ideas which are most welcomed. Some of those pertain to the workings of the membership, while others pertain to what we do in the field. In future, those which meet the criteria set forth for our operations will be incorporated into our plans of action.

We are most pleased with the level of caring you have shown for what we are about and even more pleased with your desire to join us. Thus far we have no' had any derogatory feedback but we know 'tis bound to happen at some point. So take care whom you invite to join us. As we speak, application packets are being sent out so please be patient. All of us here at the Lair look forward to welcoming our new membership and building a strong and lasting relationship with each of you. And now to post some e-mail...

To Tarrin in N. Dakota: Ritual possession 'tis at the opposite end of the spectrum from demonic possession. Demonic possession is involuntary; the person taken over for purely evil purposes. Ritual possession occurs by invitation and is considered a sacred rite of communion with the good spirits. 'Tis a highly sophisticated majical art which should never be attempted but by the most experienced spiritual leaders i.e. High Priest or Priestess, Shaman (most common to the Shaman though others are quite experienced in the art). 'Tis the possession by good spirits which empowers the one possessed to perform such as a powerful Healing or other majical art, while the spiritual leader is present to interpret and supervise. Blessed May You Be.

To Josh in Nevada: 'Tis no' an option you are considering but a treacherous undertaking. One's destiny should never be bartered, irregardless of what you may consider good intent. To do so defies the Fates and 'twould be for naught. Destiny should no' ever be toyed with. While each of us has choices as to which path we choose, the choice to deliberately skew your path even to render aid to another will no appease nor please the Fates. In the beginning and in the end 'tis your friend's choice to make, no' yours. I hope you will reconsider and step back. There are many whom we can no' save for they have no wish to be saved. Blessed May You Be.

To Sharon in California: Wanna-be, wanna-be... Act your age. 'Tis foolish to romanticize what is no' romantic in the least. Do no' mistake all for being like Garth and Roman. While there is a respectable number who feel comfortable in mortal society and who have relationships with mortal women, there are many more who prefer keeping to their own society with their own Kind. Count your blessings that he is no' a rogue else you would no' be around to tell the tale. Face the obvious; he is no' interested. Forget you ever had contact with him before he is forced to wipe your memory, for that could well lead to difficulty for you. End of story.

To Leslie in Alabama: The Runes are believed to be of Nordic descent. Each contains three elements: geometric shape, a mystical meaning, and an audible or phonetic sound. They have many uses, most common is for divination, meditation, and the casting of spells. Each Rune is identified with one or more Nordic dieties and radiates a specific power. Runic alphabets are known as a Futhark and consists of 24 characters in a specific order. They are considered sacred symbols. Modern Runes contain a blank Rune which does no' correspond with traditional systems, for which traditionalists disapprove. However, 'tis never been proven that the blank is detrimental to the use of the Runes as a whole. As with anything, more is learned of it down through the ages and in modern times that knowledge brings forth an evolution of newer ways of doing. 'Tis the tried and true that many rely upon while others are open-minded enough to give the new a chance. Choice... Blessed May You Be.

To Maryanne in Massachusetts: Depends upon why one is attempting to summon spirits. There should be no possession (unless one is inexperienced and summons the wrong spirits) but communication between the spirit and the summoner. Many practice spirit summoning for 'tis among the most common forms of majic for the purpose of 'spirit working'. 'Tis a very ancient and traditional practice used to accomplish many purposes. I would caution against attempting such a feat without either experience, or one with experience, to guide the summoner. Blessed May You Be.

To Larry in Texas: The points of day of which you inquire are merely times of day that are significantly more powerful than other times. 'Tis those times in which the thresholds between certain realms are more easily accessible and the powers of Majic are intensified. Most notable are: Noon, precise mid-day (the sun passes from East to West); Midnight, commonly known as the Witching Hour; The Hour of the Wolf, no precise moment but the earliest, still hours after midnight and before dawn; and The Hour of Spirits (Geisterstunde) in some areas of Germany, which is the hour between 11:00 p.m. and midnight. The Spirit Nights are three: Halloween (All Hallow's Eve), Midsummers Eve, and May Eve. 'Tis these nights when spirits of various Kinds are free to inhabit our realm and 'tis during these times when Majic Makers set about communicating with them. Blessed May You Be.

To Tonya in Georgia: Aye, I have read the book. 'The Search for Bridey Murphy' is most interesting, and I have one of the original volumes in my library. For some 'tis but a story, to others 'tis actual proof of reincarnation. Given the many things discovered, (ex. chards of the teaset) which were found exactly where the regression led her, I give full credence to the facts. I would suggest this book to all who have an interest in reincarnation. One may only find it now in libraries or from businesses that seek out older titles. Blessed May You Be.

Fair day, all. Dream Teller

E-Mail

2006-06-13T04:26:00.000-07:00

Bonjour, mes amies.

Fair day, all. 'Tis time to post some answers to your e-mail. Soon, we will be back on schedule where we answer e-mail on a regular basis. But for now...

To Famey in Texas: I am pleased that you have a desire to join our membership. As a regular visitor to our Blog you already know much of what we do and are about. So far as becoming a working colleague; once your application has been processed the team will then assign your level according to the information you provided. Do no' be in a hurry to 'jump into the thick of things' as it must be determined that you are qualified for that level of involvement. Your safety must come first and until we can assure that, enjoy the first of what your membership offers. Blessed May You Be.

To Grier in Maryland: My apologies for taking so long to reply. 'Tis often we are short-handed but we were able to verify the information you provided. Your instincts serve you well and your suspicions were well grounded. As you surely know by now the problem has been removed from the equation. Many thanks to you for the blessed work you do with those children who are in desperate need. Yours is an 'Old Soul' ; one of genrosity and of great knowledge garnered through many lifetimes. Guard it well for you are destined for a higher calling. Blessed May You Be.

To Cade in New York: I am often confounded by the many who are ignorant of the inherent gifts provided them at birth. Instinct is but one of those valuable gifts; mayhap the single most-important possession of all. Aye, and there are those who appear to lack what is commonly called common-sense but 'tis no' the lack of. 'Tis more one's 'belief' that one has the lack. How many times we hear someone comment that another has no common-sense and 'tis often pounded into one's head until the belief exists. 'Tis been my experience that those who appear to lack common-sense generally fall into two catagories: 1) The person who is always in a hurry and crams so much into so little time, that person more or less bumbles through life without taking time to think things through. 2) The person who has a very high level of intelligence and whose single focus is the garnering of more and more knowledge. This type often wish to keep the world at arms length while they go about their own business. In both cases these types either ignore or resist instinctual warnings and common-sense messages in lieu of getting on with their tasks. Do I think everyone is blessed with instincts and common-sense? Absolutely. 'Tis but a matter of calling upon those for guidance. Blessed May You Be.

To Ben in Florida: Ask yourself why you would even consider such a thing then look at the next step you took; e-mailing me for advice. Are no' those red flags and warning bells gaining your attention? If you have to ask then know you are truly dancing with great danger. My hope is that you will heed all the warnings that are coming your way. Blessed May You Be.

To Rene in Wyoming: Nay. 'Tis never been our way, nor will it ever be. While they may no' adhere to our particular way of thinking does no follow that they are on opposite sides of the fence, so to speak. Each Coven cleaves to its own laws so long as those are within keeping of the true way of it. Never must one Coven challenge for supremacy over another on the mere whim of a disgruntled member, unless there is proof positive of extreme wrong-doing. Such has no' been determined is the case in this instance. That you and your friends are no' content with your leadership appears to be the true rub, here. Best you leave well-enough alone and learn the art of following before you challenge your leadership. There are other alternatives, as well, as you should know. Take care you do no' traipse upon the wrong toes in the wrong manner. I urge you to go to your High-Priest and speak candidly but courteously to him of your concerns. Blessed May You Be.

To Farin in Louisiana: 'Tis a fair accounting of the issue. However, 'tis no' yours nor mine to intercede. Remember, each of us is responsible for our actions and misdeeds. In her case 'twas a serious infraction; done with full and deliberate intent. I suggest you stay well out of the situation lest you find yourself paying for her grave misdeeds. Do no' allow your heart to rule your head for in doing so you pose a threat as well. I see no injustice to her but to he whom she wronged. One who deliberately atagonizes, worse, steals something of such value from one of such obvious power deserves the extreme lesson she is set to learn. Be thankful 'tis no' her life she will be losing. I say he is being extremely fair-minded in that he allows her the learning experience. Blessed May You Be.

To Marie-Anne in Louisiana: Your fears are groundless. I am a personal friend of the one you question and know him to be of the highest character. I have spoken with him and 'tis your safety he seeks to maintain. Because you happened to have 'noticed' him on several occassions is no' because he is stalking you but keeping close tabs on one who continues to evidence an unhealthy interest in you. Do no' approach him for he is no' one to openly socialize. Leave him to his self-appointed task and know you have a guardian angel watching after you. When his task is complete he will quietly be gone. Blessed May You Be.

Fair day, all. Dream Teller

The Nature of Things

2006-06-11T05:51:00.000-07:00

Bonjour, mes amies.

'Tis a beautiful day with the sun peaking over the horizon. Fair day to all and may the Fates smile upon you. We have been so busy here at the Lair and our e-mail is piling up at a fast rate. As we plow through it 'tis exciting to note that so many of you are interested in obtaining a new membership to the Lair. Too, your continued interests in all who pass through here and those who reside and work here is exhilerating. While we have been busy 'tis been a pleasant interlude this past month as the darker nature of things has been kept at a minimal. 'Tis no' to say we have had no dealings with the evil that continually lurks in the shadows, for we have. But even evil-doers take a break by the bye and for that we are most thankful.

Twice over the past two weeks someone (or some thing) has tried to sabotage our efforts to assist a sister coven in central Louisiana. The air there fair reeks with the stench of evil and 'tis upon the shoulders of the resident Warlock to defend his coven against what is yet to be fully known. We have sent some of our colleagues into the area and with so much combined power 'tis but a matter of time before the intruder(s) will be run to ground. Powerful wards and spells have been initiated for protection and while the Witches hunt by day, the Vampyres patrol the night. The rest of us lend our efforts by adding our mental powers and strengths to theirs; an effectve effort that can be done from wherever we may be.

So you see another facet of how we work together. As we have often said, there are never enough of us to reach out to all who need our help. 'Tis from you, our visitors who seek membership, that we hope to discover new colleagues; whether gifted kin, or loyal Outsiders. As our network of allies grows we will have more eyes and ears to assist in our efforts. And the larger our network, the more difficult it becomes for those who seek to harm, to carry out their deeds.

You see, while our enemies have gained some knowledge of how we operate ('tis impossible to keep all, secret) the ever constant changes we initiate most often void the information they come by before 'tis of any use to them. Aye, and often we make available information that is useless and no' even attribuatable to a particular project or cause. Again, you can see how much time and effort goes into what we do. 'Tis folks like you whom we depend upon to spread misinformation by word of mouth, via the internet, and so on. While it all may sound an impossible task 'tis been most effective, and that because we all work together. Plans of action are key to informing or misinforming, as the case may be. Those plans are ne'er fully available to but a few. Rather, each colleague or group of colleagues is in possession of only part of a plan; the part they are to carry out. If all do as planned the whole comes together. In the event that one or another part of the plan can no' be carried out there is always a back-up resting with yet another colleague.

It may sound difficult and chaotic but 'tis actually simple and most effective. Given modern technology and that we also use the most basic tried and true methods of communication, once again one can never be sure what we are actuallly about at a given time. And remember, our gifts of mental communication, into the bargain.

'Tis off-balance methods and means we employ to continue to achieve success. Many of the Other work alone or in small numbers and rarely are they well-organized. Those who perpetrate evil are greedy, impatient and thus adhere to no real plan. Only the most powerful have any real degree of success and are the most difficult to neutralize. That is no' to say the lessers are no' sometimes difficult to stop for 'tis their disorganized and random attacks that come out of nowhere which is the degree of difficulty we most overcome. (This information is given to help you decide if you wish to become an assisting member of the Lair's colleagues). Knowing the possible dangers is forearmed. We will hold other discussions along and along in order for you to make informed decisions pertaining to the level of membership you wish to attain.

Blessed May You Be, Kaithlin

And now to post Dream Teller's answers to some e-mail:

The Lair -membership information now available

2006-06-07T04:32:00.000-07:00

Fair day, friends.

At last we are ready to open membership to the Lair. As told you earlier, different levels have been created to accomodate the different requirements of our members. Everyone begins at level one which was created for the purpose of membership affiliation. Once you have paid your fee you will receive a membership packet outlining rules of membership and explaining the levels. You then fill out the membership form and send it to the proper location. Dream Teller and her staff will then assign the new member to the level suitable to the information received from your form.

The packet of information is extremely important so please read all before you apply for full membership. If, after reading the information, you decide not to apply simply return the information packet intact and your fee will be returned. The packet must be complete so please take care to keep the paperwork together.

Things you should know: (1) In keeping with the need to protect our location and colleagues you will discover the lengths we often go to in order to achieve that purpose. Thus any incoming mail, etc. is always rerouted through other channels ( this is an example of how our Outsider colleagues assist us). So some of you will be asked to email certain information while others will be asked to use snail mail. (2) Keep in mind Dream Teller's previous warning - no personal information such as your SS #, bank account #, etc. will ever be requested from the Lair. If anyone ever requests such information while claiming association with the Lair do no' give in to the request. (3) You will have the opportunity to earn back your fee; earn gifts specific to the Lair; and for the few, meet some of our esteemed colleagues. (4) Some of you will, in time, be offered the opportunity to become part of our network of Outsider assistants ( but that does no' happen overnight ).

Those are but a few of the needs-to-know; the rest is thoroughly explained in the membership info. The membership drive is set to begin Monday, June 19th ( aye two days prior to Summer Solstice). Dream Teller chose this particular week so that we may ask blessings for all who desire to join us. As the week will be terribly busy know that your request will be processed within 10 working days ( aye, we function much like the rest of the world ). The first thing required of you is to send in your membership fee (these are to be used to cover costs of organizing and administering the membership). Some of you will no' be comfortable with sending money without a guarantee of something in return. 'Tis for that reason that Dream Teller kept the fee at a minimum she felt would cover costs. Too, 'tis the only way we can operate and protect the Lair at the same time. So e-mail your request for membership (our outside e-mail address is always available at the end of our post and mail is then rerouted to the Lair) and you will learn how and where to send the $30.00 membership fee. If you are no' comfortable with the amount or the sending, you are free to decline.

Everyone here at the Lair hopes we have a successful membership drive and we look forward to welcoming those who have a true desire to become trusted and loyal friends. (Remember, you will be in the company of others like yourself who seek to come together in kinship.) And now, a message from Dream Teller:

Bonjour, all.

As many of you know, at the beginning of this quest to form a membership I was no' in favor of the idea. However, given the number of requests, no' to mention the idea sparked interest with some of my esteemed colleagues, I have gradually come around to realizing the value of such an association. The greatest disadvantage, to my way of thinking, was the enormous amount of time 'twill require to administer to the membership. That concern has been dealt with and while I have many other concerns, those too will be dealt with. 'Tis time that we began our earnest search for colleagues and where better than among our own membership.

I do hope that as we begin the membership drive you will have patience. We feel we have covered every eventuality so that things run smoothly but 'tis a new venture, so bear with us as we work out the minor kinks that are sure to arise. In the mean time, I would ask this of all who plan to seek membership; do no' ask all and asundry to join just so that you might earn back your membership fee. Understand that no' all who apply will be accepted and those fees will be refunded. 'Tis certain criteria we will look for on each application that will lead us to accept or decline a prospective member. Remember that no' everyone has an interest in what we are about and therefore would create and unhappy member. So your first task as a prospective member of The Lair is to make an informed decision for yourself and the second is to choose other perspective members, wisely. You may go to comments after this post to reach our e-mail or type into your browser: dreamteller_1_n_only@yahoo.com (those are underscores between the first three spaces which often do no' appear as such)

Blessed May You Be.

Fair Day from the Sorceress...

2006-06-01T04:48:00.000-07:00

Fair Day, All.

Welcome to Dream Teller's Lair. As a new day dawns we come full circle; a new beginning. There is much to be thankful for and 'tis life which provides each of us with new possibilities and opportunities. I am the Sorceress JoHaunna and I am pleased to visit with you, once again. On this day, the first of June, I adjure each of you to pause in your busy day and give thought to the meaning of life. Consider your blessings, health; home; family; and career and if you do no' feel blessed look around you.

Everywhere, in every corner of the earth and all points between, is evidence of all which the peoples of the earth have been blessed with. Many will say nay for there are wars being raged; diseases being visited upon entire populations; theft being perpetrated by heads of giant corporations; and drugs and weapons falling into the hands of our youth. I could go on and on but 'tis no the negative which one should allow to rule one's existence.

I have chosen this particular topic to speak about for the many e-mails received here at the Lair which define so many as becoming hopeless, angry, and fearful. I speak to you from experience, of which I have much. As most of you are aware, my partner, the Warlock Gregory, and I give a great deal of our time to causes that aid children. No' just children of our Kind but all the innocents of every Kind; for children are children the world over. 'Tis a touching experience and often times excrutiatingly sad, yet, even in the direst of circumstances 'tis the children who teach us what life is about.

So many of the children we rescue (often stumble upon without warning) come from situations that no living Being should ever face. Yet, no matter how dire their circumstances, many of those little ones find it within themselves to embrace the opportunities we offer them. Most often the public is treated to news reports of children who are rescued from some trauma or another, and how the professionals predict that those children will never be able to become contributing members of society. And certain of those are true. But 'tis the way of society to make quick determinations because 'statistics' have shown...

Children are no' statistics, nor is any other Being. Statistics have a place in the scope of things but they are no more than the sum total of what/whom is being studied at a particular time, for a given period of time, and with resources that must be considered. Society has become one to rely upon statistics of which most people are no more certain of who is compiling those, what rules and regulations are being closely followed or no', and then one should consider the bias of human nature.

The point of this exercise is this: Many of you are so willing to allow your choices to be molded by the expectations of a common society; to follow along with the masses. Thankfully, young children have no' yet been brainwashed into that way of thinking and doing. 'Tis why they are able to rise above what appears to us as hopeless and reach out for an opportunity. And if children can do so adults can with extra effort.

If so many were no' allowing others to make their choices for them, mayhap, we would have a larger population of those who think and do for themselves. I will take this one step further for I feel 'tis justified. The American population is falling far behind other countries in almost every important area. 'Tis my belief, and that of many of my colleagues, that so long as such large numbers of people are only too willing to turn their back on 'living life' and accept certain societal edicts, like mindless sheep, those people will no' ever awaken too look upon each new day as a blessing. 'Tis a pill-popping society ( a pill for every imaginable thing) in which people will continue the downward spiral that allows their choices to be made for them. Many times someone has sounded the alarm at the number of children and young adults being diagnosed as ADD and ADHD and being drugged to the point that they are near mindless idiots. Parents and professionals say 'tis the only way to control them. I say to you, 'tis the parents who have given up parenting and the professional who is eager to prove his theory and line his/her pockets. The issue here is 'control' . One controls animals; one leads and guides children, non?

'Tis ne'er too late to awaken and take charge of one's existence. Difficult though it may well be too reclaim your sense of being, it can be done. Thus... a new day, a new opportunity. One step at a time one can make changes in one's life and the going is most often slow. But, the new focus is the beginning, determination is the drive, and the ability to look down the old habits and refuse to fall into what feels more comfortable is the test of one's nature and ability.

I am sitting here looking out upon a beautiful 'new' sunrise and a vast expanse of gray-blue sky. I am left wondering if the sun will trump the threat of rainstorms, and knowing that either of Mother Nature's contributions will possess a remarkable beauty that can no' be duplicated by any other. And in the knowing is that today, regardless of weather, is a new beginning. And with that is the renewed hope that Gregory and I and our colleagues will be able to offer others new hope; a new beginning. For what is life without sharing one's good fortune? Whether that hope be born of kindness or financial means 'tis the caring and sharing which defines each of us as a Kind deserving of a new day.
Blessings Upon All, JoHaunna

At last...a new offering

2006-05-16T04:32:00.000-07:00

Bonjour mes amies.

'Tis a beautiful day. So many of you have been inquiring why we have no' had a contest like we had last year. 'Tis because we have had so much happen in the previous year. But, as we are all beginning to get past the Hurricanes and get some normalcy back in our lives Dream Teller has given the go ahead to begin offering some new things to our visitors. While our staff is busy putting together some ideas for contests that will offer prizes for the winners, we will begin with this offering. You will recall that last year we offered prizes to our regular visitors for the most new visitors directed to our Blog. This year, Dream Teller has finally given us the go ahead to begin a Membership drive. Yea, something many of you have been asking for since The Lair went on line. We still have a few things to work out before we open the membership but here are a few of the particulars:

1) There will be three, distinct membership divisons (tell you why as we go along).

2) Each division will serve a particular purpose(s) apart from the other divisions.

3) Membership rules and regulations will be division specific.

4) Membership in any one of the divisions will provide for members to earn certain opportunities (I will let you wonder about those but I will say there are some special and exciting possibilities being talked around).

5) It will be possible to progress from one division to the next highest, dependant upon certain criteria to be met. (Criteria for each membership division will be provided when the drive begins).

6) This is no' to be considered a fan club (Dream Teller does no' entertain such ideas) but membership for the purpose of learning about what we do, offering your ideas in given situations, and in some cases the opportunity to become part of our team (these are few and far between given the critical criteria that must be met).

These are the first basic concepts we have come up with and are subject to change as we continue to set the agenda. To clarify the division concept: Those will be specific to the member's knowledge base, inherent abilities, and reason's for pursuing membership.

Those interested in membership will begin at the first level which entails the registration process. That process is designed to rate each possible member according to the information they provide (no personal information such as SS#'s, credit card #'s, bank acct. #'s will be asked for at anytime. Do remember this as we all know how easily identities are stolen!) Also remember this; our registration forms will contain a code specific to the Lair for the purpose of preventing pirating of our forms. You, our regular visitors, already know how quickly and easily our Blog site can be tampered with by unsavory characters thus we encourage everyone to take great care with all concerned during the registration process. In order to protect both you and us, we will break up the registration process with one part done by e-mail and the other returned by snail mail. The latter and most important information will then only be seen and handled by our staff.

In order to defray costs membership dues are required. However, as we wish our members to be able to enjoy some side-benefits we have devised a method by which each of you can earn your dues back, as well as earn and accru points toward special, up-coming calender events, prizes, etc. (more abut all of those once we have the agenda set). Easily done by sending new visitors to our site. You will receive a percentage of your membership fee for each of those who registers for membership (using a code # you will be given at registration for that purpose) until you have received back your full fee then you begin to accru points thereafter. Each new member can do the same, and so on.

We will determine the amount of the fee once we are ready to begin offering membership to the Lair (nay, 'twill no' be some huge amount). Now that you have some idea of what we have come up with, I will leave you to think on it. I am most positive we will hear from many of you with your ideas but please understand that, for the time being, we will stay with this model we have worked on for some time. I am excited that we are finally able to offer you membership, for I know some of you out there are destined to become part of our organization and some, part of our family. Blessings Upon All, Kaithlin

The journey

2006-05-14T04:35:00.000-07:00

Fair day, all.

'Tis a beautiful day ahead of us here in the southeastern part of the states and, hopefully, in other parts of the country as well. We thank all of our faithful visitors for checking back with us, even when a lot of time elapses before we get to post to our blog, and they have no idea why. But most of you know the nature of our business and the time it requires. For those who are new to our blog feel free to look back in our archieves to get a total picture of who we are and what we do. But for now, I (Kaithlin here with you) will update you on what has been going on at the the Lair.

Actually, 'tis more what has been going on away from the Lair that has required the presence of most of us in several locations. For the past month this place has been more like a morgue; folks ghosting in and out just long enough to grab what they require, attempting to get a few hours sleep before hieing off again, that sort of thing.

Garth, our resident Vampyre, recently returned from the field for a much-needed, much-deserved rest. 'Tis amazing the change in him this past year; changes wrought by last years hurricane. As you know Vampyres tend to condsider themselves invincible and friend Garth is no different. But when Mother Nature sends something of the magnitude of a hurricane calling, even Immortals are forced to heed the message. 'Tis no' for himself that the message became loud and clear but for the fact that powerful as he is, he was no match for what destroyed lives of friends, and his home and possessions. I think the worst of that message was for Garth to realize he could have easily lost his beloved wife; that no amount of his power could have prevented it if Mother Nature had been so inclined. 'Tis very difficult for Immortals to face such wake-up calls as that. They are so used to taking care of themselves and their own and often take their powers for granted. But they do so only because they have been around such a long time and their powers are so much a part of them it does no' require thought to reach for them as needed.

So 'tis a rather somber Garth who ghosts around here rather than the happy-go-lucky individual that used to tease me unmercifully. We all miss the happy Garth but as Dream Teller informed us, 'tis his journey to work through. And so we all hope and pray that Garth will come to terms with the fear that slapped him in the face and regain his confidence.

Then we have Roman (aye, we receive more mail about Roman than any other team member). 'Tis no surprise to us that he has become the darling our female visitors are most interested in but I assure you that Roman is so very surprised when we show him the amount of mail related to him. But too, you know how our Roman is; not one for crowds, stoic, the loner. But I have to tell you, he has become slightly more sociable (very slightly) and then only grudgingly. 'Tis taken some time for Garth and the Warlock Gregory and his family members to convince Roman that life is no' all about the hunt and the battle. For those of us whom Roman allows to know something of the real individual hidden deep within the Immortal's shell, 'tis a most gratifying experience. Imagine if you can a man some 6 1/2 feet tall (or thereabouts), powerfully built, who moves with the lithe, silent grace of a jungle cat.... Well you get my drift. He is, afterall, a hunter of rogue Immortals yet there is this very special, tender side deep within him that allows him to be gentle with those who most need a gentle touch -children.

Well, Roman was finally forced in from the field a few weeks back by none other than the Warlock Athen and his older brother, the Warlock Raphael. Powerful as those two are, singly and together, it required the efforts of both Warlocks to bring Roman around. You see, Roman has never given up (part of his self-assumed journey) the search for one particular child lost during the hurricane in New Orleans, last year. So, as he attends to his regular business which often drains his strength, he then heads off to seek the child until he wears himself down to the point that he leaves himself open to danger. Obssessed? Aye, but his love for children knows no bounds for they are the only ones who accept him, unconditionally, and ask no more of him than a hug. His desire is to find what happened to the child (he has come to accept that the little girl is most likely no longer alive) and afford her mother some sort of closure. I think what drives him hardest is his need to make certain that the child was no' snatched by the evil ones during the storm and kept for their horrid purposes. But to date there has been no sign of the child and so we pray for her. Please add your prayers to ours...

Next is word on the Warlock Gregory, one of my most-favored people. Gregory makes it his business to keep close tabs on the Lair and when he is out-of-pocket you can bet one or more of his sons or friends is no' far from us. Why? His and the Sorceress JoHaunna's kindred friendship with Dream Teller. Those three go way back and consider themselves more family than mere friends. Gregory is, himself, a workaholic of sorts but JoHauuna is the one who can reel him in and does. 'Tis humorous to watch that very tall, large Warlock be brought around by his very petite wife and by a mere crook of the finger or a particular glance that defies her Warlock to balk. Gotta love it! Anyhow even with all the work he has been involved in with rebuilding his and other family homes, Gregory has been busy raising funds (as is usual for his philanthropist self). Those funds are distributed wherever needed (so many areas) and so our Warlock keeps himself busy but never too busy to let the chance to look in on us slide past him.

Aye, our friendly Warlock just popped his head around the corner with that handsome smile of his. Bet he is checking to make sure I was out of bed early (you know I hate early) and at the business at hand. Umm, I do smell that wonderful smell of dark-roast chickory being brewed! Mind you, Gregory does no' drink anything with caffiene in it (says 'tis no' good for the body) but he is always sweet enough to brew it for those who do love it.

And now to tell you about the newest member of our team. The Werewolf Stefan, kin (nephew) to the Werewolf Michael, a criminal attorney by profession, has added his efforts to our cause. Stefan appears a devil-may-care sort but beneath that persona is a very dedicated, if need be, lethal individual. No' only has he been helping victims of the hurricane recover damages from insurance companies that fail to pay what is due, he also handles much of the legal work related to getting children into safe homes or adopted by desirable couples. Stefan works tirelessly with Gregory and JoHaunna and he is also responsible for advancing acceptability of his Kind among other Kinds. He has recently taken up residence in the area and we are most pleased to have him among us. So you will be hearing more about Stefan and his new Journey, in future.

Another new colleague is the Warlock Thieron. He grew up friend of Gregory's son and stepsons though they lost touch for several years due to a very sad event in Thieron's life (no' mine to tell but I think one day he may share the tragedy with us). Theiron reminds me a great deal of Roman in that he tends to be a loner and prefers to work alone. But he, too, is coming around to working within the organiztion with the team. 'Tis rare to surprise a smile on that man's face for he is all business and no' one to play (yet!) When he has been around us long enough he will, I predict, learn to loosen up and get a bit of enjoyment from life. Theiron was very difficult to bring into the fold for he is very leery of trusting other Kinds (and with good reason). But he is discovering that 'tis folly to judge all of one Kind by a few and so, grudgingly, he is attempting to at least work with certain of our colleagues he'd much rather.... Never mind. Theiron is a force to be reckoned with, another of our hunters (they come in all Kinds) and much of his journey in adulthood has been the seeking of those who destroyed his life. What became evident was that those whom he has sought for many years are some of those whom we seek, for various reasons. To date, Theiron has had the satisfaction of being handed one particular rogue Warlock that continually eluded him and that by Roman. 'Twas difficult for Theiron to accept that one of his deadliest foes was turned over to him by one of a Kind he most dispised. Eventually you will learn what caused the Warlock's pure hatred of Vampyres, but that is for later. And we welcome Theiron among us and hope we have a long and fruitful relationship. Too, we hope his life's journey becomes brighter and better.

As you know, we have many more colleagues and along and along we will bring you up to date concerning them. But as Dream Teller wanted our two newest associates introduced (and I do like to give as many details as possible), for the sake of time and space we will stop here. Blessed May You Be, Kaithlin

A few free moments to answer some mail

2006-04-25T05:04:00.000-07:00

Bonjour mes amies.

'Tis been a while since we have had the opportunity to touch base with our many visitors. Dream Teller has spent the better part of the last week reading and answering her mail. While we certainly cannot answer everyone, given the little time spared us from our other duties, I will post answers today and hopefully the rest of the week we can put some quality time into our blog. Fair day, Kaithlin.

To Jess in Alabama: Aye, the very nature of our business leaves little personal time for each of us. But 'tis our way of life and one we do no' turn our backs on, simply for self-serving reasons. What we do manage to do is to incorporate time for self into our busy schedules, and that we accomplish with some degree of success because of our ability to work together. Too, we accept that there will always be far more than we can handle, colletively or alone, and thus we do no' run around chasing our tails and wasting valuable time. Simply put, we choose our battles when we can. Those battles that find us are, per force, dealt with forthwith. Our success is a product of a tightly knit organization built upon the premise that each and every member is of great importance to that success. While we have leaders at the healm of our ship (this is where we differ from any business, group, or organization), those leaders do no' set themselves above the others. Aye, to be sure they are leaders because of their experience and greater abilities. However, our success rides with leaders who have come out of the dark ages into modern times. They recognize that certain of the Old Ways no longer serve well in these modern times. For instance, they have learned that 'lording it over subjects', so to speak, demanding obedience, etc., were the very ways that built and ultimately destroyed entire kingdoms and countries. What we have with us is the single most objective group of intelligent Beings; a collection of differing Kinds. While there are certainly large egos among us (always will be where these Kinds are concerned), each of us has learned that ego is the source of the downfall of many. So, here is where every member, regardless of title or status, listens and learns from every other member. And because we work together, 'tis no' rare to find a member of our leadership (Council) sitting in the chair of an office staff member who needed some time away. As you can see, we believe we have discovered a true receipe for the success we are striving to achieve. Blessed May You Be.

Following the above, many of you will note that Dream Teller incorporated a bit of teaching into that answer and answered many other's questions. Keep an eye out, for even though the answer may no' be addressed to you, Dream Teller is known for making the most of time and space, non?

To Lara in California: I welcome you as a new visitor to our Blog. I would encourage you to go back into our archieves and there you will find the answers to many of the questions you posed. 'Tis no' that I will no' take the time to answer them but there will you learn that time is a valuble commodity we so often find ourselves without. As to our schedule of events for the rest of this year; we will no' be joining with others until such time that we have managed to recover from the earlier hurricanes. Welcome and Blessed May You Be.

To Gracien in Florida: I know of none who succeed by taking the easy road. 'Tis part of life that we are tested and those who skim the surface, never meeting challenges, but detouring around those obstacles in order to get by are no' living life to the fullest. 'Tis choices each of us must make and 'tis by our own choices that we succeed or fail. Think about all that you have revealed to me and then face your obstacles , squarely, and see what truly stands before you. Blessed May You Be.

To Ciara in Washington: 'Tis a dangerous game you will be playing should you opt to take him up on his offer. Look beneath the surface and see the true Being who fills your head with such rot. If he truly is who he says he is (I can no' know from this distance) you will best be served by walking away. If he is nothing more than a player then 'tis his folly which will land him in grave danger with those he seeks to portray himself a commrade of. Either way, 'tis no' a world you should be looking to enter. Beware of false prophets.

To Faith in Louisiana: You are well named, child, and your heart is in the right place. But I fear you are being led astray. Your youth will no' serve you well in this case and though you seem highly intelligent and equally intuitive, I fear you have no' the experience to recognize the danger that surrounds you. As Garth is already in that area he will be looking into the situation. STay well away, and leave it to the expert. Blessed May You Be.

To Brent in Idaho: Fair warning. I will leave it at that.

To all of you who continue to follow our Blog, you have my thanks and appreciation for bearing with us. Know that no matter how tied up we are, we will always do our best to speak to you and your questions from this forum. But remember the real purpose this Blog was meant to serve and that must always take precedence over any other. Blessings Upon All, DReam Teller

Message delivered

2006-04-19T04:29:00.000-07:00

Bonjour mes amies.

Once again we are back on line following a blackout related to some disturbing events which took place over the past few weeks. The Council sent two of our Hunters to investigate some well-timed, particularly vicious attacks against one of our sister Covens. 'Twas no' known why the particular Coven was a target, for 'tis a peaceful group with no history of violence to it's name.

What is now known is the identity of those who orchestrated the attacks. They have gone into hiding but 'tis only a matter of time before our Hunters find them. The perpetrators believe themselves invincible; without flaw; too intelligent to make mistakes. Their leader is no' a stranger to us, for he has long attempted to to gain a foothold in the Southern States. 'Tis his hatred for the powerful Warlocks and Sorceresses whose territories he has failed to wrest from them, on numerous occassions, which drove him. Aye, and intelligent he is, for many of those earlier attacks were carried out with none the wiser for whom the master-mind was. But he made a mistake this time; chose one of the Covens under the protection of the Warlock Gregory and the Sorceress JoHaunna; a most powerful couple, with a powerful family behind them.

As you know, this Blog serves many purposes, to withhold certain information by blackout; to convey coded information; to direct colleagues, far and wide, and so on. And so 'tis being used, now, as we speak. How? Those perpetrators follow the information pipeline the same as anyone else. Now, I gladly serve at the Warlock Gregory's pleasure and post this message:

Know that you are no longer anonymous, but marked. Know there is no safe haven from your pursuers; Hunters of the highest calibre. You will be brought to stand accountable, before the High Council, and justice will prevail.

Tarot Cards

2006-04-04T05:32:00.000-07:00

Fair day, all.

I am the Sorceress Suzaunna and I am pleased to speak about the Tarot, at Dream Teller's request. As she has received many requests for answers regarding their history, the different types of spreads, interpretation of single and combined cards, the numerous decks one might purchase, and so on, I will speak to each of those requests. For now, I will begin with the history.

Much of our history was passed from generation to generation by word of mouth, or written in ancient languages; some of which is difficult to decipher. One might consider the writer's handwriting, what was available at a particular time to write with and upon.... Ah, but you get my drift. There remains precious few of the ancient tomes, parchments, and scrolls written by our ancestors and those are hoarded to protect them from falling into the wrong hands. Then there are those already in the wrong hands and those lost or destroyed, through time. Thus, 'tis often through trial and error that Witches are able to recreate what was lost. 'Tis an ongoing pursuit, piecing together our history, but 'tis a labor of love which drives the most who put forth such effort.

I am proud to say that my parents, the Warlock Gregory and the Sorceress JoHaunna, are two of the most devoted Witches given to the research and restoration of our historical beginnings. Their's is one of the few, near-complete libraries of the history of our Kind. 'Twill never be complete, for some of what is lost is gone forever, but to this day they still come upon wonderful finds. Their continuing search has taken them across the globe and back again. So I am sure you can understand what it entails to follow the trail of history so important to our Kind.

Those who visit this blog on a regular basis will remember that Dream Teller told you of the losses we suffered during the recent hurricanes. While many of our personal belongings were destroyed, our family's dedicated stewardship to preserving our history paid off. Even while the estate took a direct hit and much of the house was damaged, all of the material in the library was safely stored in underground vaults which Papa had the foresight to have built for just such a possibility.

I will now speak to your many requests concerning the Tarot. 'Tis said that the Tarot came into being as far back as the twelfth century but there is no hard and fast proof of the actual origin and time (consider what of our history was lost), so we can only speculate. Some of the oldest decks were created by etching stones, much like the Runes of old, others were drawn on parchment, and so on until we have what is now the modern cardstock.

There are seventy-eight cards and those are divided into two sets. The first is the Major Arcana which consists twenty-two major trumps. The Minor Arcana totals fifty-six which consists of four suits of fourteen cards. Each set can be employed and read seperately or in combination. 'Tis the nature of the foretelling which determines the need for the use of the full deck or either set.

'Tis no' the reading of a book and 'laying' the cards which determine if one has the gift of foretelling. There are many charlatans waiting to take your money for a reading. They only possess the same information you have access to when you purchase a Tarot deck. How will you know a charlatan from one with the true gift? Easy enough. If you are seeking a little fun, look for those who sit on street corners, those who advertise with promises to bring you luck, love, and money, and so on.

While one with the true gift of foretelling may make their living by reading the Tarot, they are less likely to promise tom-foolery for $20.00 (although some will). But generally those with the true gift do no' sit on street corners nor seek out clients. 'Tis the nature of their gift which draws clients to their realm or sends them in search of one whom the gifted is destined to aid.

As with anything, the Outsider should always employ caution when dealing with one who will gain knowledge of your personal circumstances and/or finances. Even some with the gift of foretelling will gladly use that information for unsavory purposes. Can you be 100% positive a reader is a fair and truthful one? No' unless you have a Witch in your pocket to apprise you of who is or is no' on the level. Fair warning.

I will return to teach about the Tarot very soon. Fair day and blessings upon all who are deserving, Suzanna.

Belief and Faith....

2006-04-01T04:45:00.000-08:00

Fair day, all.

'Tis a lovely day, this, the first of April. Some will view it as just another day on the calendar, others will no' even give it a thought, while others, yet, will consider it a new beginning; an opportunity to start over. In the past I have advanced the thought of beginning again, never giving up on one's self or one's beliefs and holding tight to one's faith.

Faith in one's God and belief in self is, after all, the only two things some folks feel they have left to them. Why they feel that way is born of various reasons but the fact they feel so is either the catalyst that sends one to one's knees in prayer, or the straw that sends them to their knees beneath the weight they can no longer carry.

These past several months have taken their toll on those along the Gulf Coast regions. While hurricanes Katrina and Rita are distant memories for the majority of those no' caught in the paths of destruction, 'tis still fresh in the minds of those affected in various ways. I have received many e-mails to the effect of "Why can't people just let it go and get on with life?" Why indeed. Mayhap you all will think about the following points:
1) There are numerous (no' a few, or some here and there) families and/or individuals without homes to return to.
2) There are numerous families/individuals living in the shambles of their damaged homes.
3) There are many families/individuals yet displaced to far corners with no hope of returning to their homes dues to various circumstances.
4) The changes in the environment wrought by the storms. It may surprise you that folks, particularly the elderly, are affected by the vastly changed 'look' of their surroundings.
5) Some are still waiting for repairs to be done to property that continues to deteriorate whil Insurance companies play fast and loose with funds and set such stingent rules as to how to obtain funds that many contractors will no' even deal with some of them which leaves the insured in limbo.

I could go on and on but I do hope you get the point. Let it go? Move on with life? The majority of folks would love to be able to that but 'tis difficult when the damage remains in one's face whether waking or sleeping. So for those who fail to get the big picture and have no compassion remember this: 'tis often disaster which is visited upon he/she who has no compassion or kindness. And to those particular folks, here is a tiny tid-bit to chew on. Guess where a great deal of kindness and compassion and aid came from when the first hurricane, Katrina, hit? Why, from the neighboring states that were later hit by the the second hurricane. Aye, folks down our way do no' have to think about helping their own; to Southern folks 'tis just our way of life.

While you ponder the above, Kaithlin will post answers to some of our e-mail more deserving of answers than those of you who wasted time and effort to air your grievences about 'hearing' more about the above disasters. Dream Teller.

To Minute-man in Texas: 'Tis a stretch of the imagination to believe that you have been singled out for such a ridiculous notion as you have presented me. To assume such self-importance is no' only ludicrous but borders on the edge of stupidity. If there is such a Coven (which I have yet to be able to verify) 'tis no' known to you. Mayhap you would be best served by sticking with the known, and leaving the unknown alone. Fishing for information may catch you a shark you can no' even begin to reel in.

To Vee-Jee in S. Carolina: Take it for its worth and do no' attach more importance to it. 'Twas no more than an offer of help; a service, if you will, to steer you away from what could certainly pose a danger to you. 'Tis yours to believe or no' and yours to accept or toss aside. Blessed May You Be.

To Grant in Mississippi: Aye, and judging by the information you offered, your thoughts and feelings are justified. What you must remember is you have choices and you must make them. Do no' allow your baser feelings to over-ride your common sense. 'Tis a fine line between the two; the dark and the light, and you would do well to understand that embarking upon certain paths leaves one with no route of return or escape. Blessed May You Be.

To Forest-Nymph in Alabama: Pray tell. Your Kind are out and about, as they have been for time, untold. Follow your awakening instincts, look far and away to the West, and there will you find whom and what you seek. Your troop will welcome you with open arms for they have long sought others of your Kind; those born in this world with no knowledge of their true origins. Do no' blame your mother for her silence, for many as she were forced to lead lives away from their own for fear of punishment. 'Tis no' offensive that your father was Human-Kind, for he was meant to be protector for you and your mother until such time as you could stand alone. My sincere condolences for your recent loss. Know that in time you will learn that all has happened as 'twas neccessary in order for you to find your rightful place. Safe journey and Blessed May You Be.

To Beatrice in New Jersey: From here to there and everywhere just about sums it up. Time is of no real importance in the scheme of things; particularly, to one such as our resident Vampyre, Garth. As he has stated in the past, there are certain places dear to his heart, but none he can no' walk away from should the need arise. Many times in the distant past he was forced to leave cherished places and belongings behind. But as Garth will tell you: " The surival instinct is strong and only those who grow weary of their long existence will hang onto what they so cherish until 'tis too late." Blessed May You Be.

To Geran in Louisiana: Runes are a most powerful divinatory tool when in the hands of one with the knowledge of their origins and meanings. There are twenty-four; each marked with a glyph. Alone or combined, their meanings and energies provide insight into past, present, and future to give an understanding of the situations one seeks to understand. There are many ways to read the runes there are particularly powerful spreads required for deeper, more intense understanding. Aye, and Outsiders can and do learn to read Runes but 'tis a gift that requires much study. Certainly, there are many books on the market one can obtain and study. But 'tis to those with the ancient knowledge, passed down through the ages, whom are empowered with the true gift of devination. Blessed May You Be.

Blessings Upon All, Dream Teller.

Wrong Forum

2006-03-25T04:37:00.000-08:00

Fair day, all.

'Tis ne'er been more important to set things right with those whom one has wronged than now. Why? Simple, basic.... One ne'er knows when life will end for self, a loved one, friend or acquaintance, even a stranger. I have received so many e-mails regarding such circumstances as how one goes about righting wrongs; whether those were intentional, or unintentional. 'Tis human nature to avoid that which is often most unpleasnat but the fact remains that unpleasantness is far less difficult to indure than being forced to live with never having made the effort before 'tis too late. An apology must come from the heart; be meaningful, else 'tis no' worth the bother.

Several of you have expressed feelings of guilt for having issued cruel words to a stranger on the street, someone down and out who asked for help. Others have ignored loved ones in need; friends long forgotten; family at a distance, and so on. Whomever you have wronged, 'tis upon you to face the task of repairing the damage you wrought.

Others have written to express their anger at feeling they were 'forced' to turn someone away, for a multitude of reasons. Search your conscience and if there you find a valid reason for having turned someone away then 'tis no your burden to bear. But if you find you have done so for selfish reasons, demands upon your time; unwillingness to take on a difficult task in order to assist another; unconcern for someone other than yourself then 'tis no' me you should turn to for absolution but the one whom you let down.

Folks, nursing facilities, hospitals, psychiatric wards, and the streets are full of those in need and many of them have family members. Aye, and some of those can no' be cared for in one's home but that does no' absolve one from assisting to find proper care for such a person. 'Tis a shame the way the elderly are dumped and left at the mercy of strangers in facilities where they may, or more likely will no', get tender care. 'Tis a brutal fact that children are left to fend for themselves; are used as pawns between divorcing or already divorced parents; that some parents simply wash their hands of teenagers who run away. I could go on and on describing the scenarios I have seen and those I read about in my mail.

What truly amazes me is the number of folks who become angry when I do no' agree with their point of view. 'Tis no' ever my attention to parrot what one wishes to hear in order to feel good about one's self. With the information you send me, I call it how I see it. The point to be made here is this: Do no' ask for my advice unless you are willing to hear the bald truth. As I have stated in the past, this is no' an advice column such as Dear Abby. On the occassion I do respond to a particular one whom I think needs guidance but for the most part the e-mails I respond to have to do with other Kinds and things of supranatural origins. Blessings Upon All, Dream Teller.

2006-03-19T05:01:00.000-08:00

Bonjour mes amies.

'Tis been a while since we last posted to our blog. We have been extremely busy the past couple of weeks; many of our colleagues out in the field, as well as Dream Teller being called away several times. Ah, 'tis nice to finally get a short respite.

We received many responses regarding Dream Teller's last post and the majority of you agreed with her. Many of those who did no' agree registered some valid complaints while others allowed their anger to rule them. 'Tis the latter group which Dream Teller attempted to set to thinking, with her comments. As she stated before, anger will never solve a situation. It only serves to inflame and cause friction when a level head is most needed. I urge you to reread the last post and mayhap the message will be clearer this time.

If one but stops to consider the situation 'tis but a short step to the realization that in these modern times 'tis a ridiculous notion that Christianity will rule above all other religions. We no longer live in those dark times when rulers forced their will upon the masses. What we are hearing is the noise of those who would stir the cauldron so that it boils over with anger for the mere purpose of grabbing the limelight.

Think about it and surely you will see the impossibility of what they hope to achieve. Even our Christian colleagues have had a good hearty laugh at such an idea. 'Tis been a long time now that nearly all religious persuasions have recognized one another's rights of belief. So long as we continue to recognize and accept others' rights of choice, that small minority of radicals will do no more than make a blip on the radar screen. But, turn to anger and outrage and behave accordingly and you feed them fodder to continue to poke and prod until disaster will come calling. Let us no' give them what they seek, for we are smarter, kinder, and more considerate.

And now to post Dream Teller's answers to some of your mail.

To Greer in California: One does no' 'become' just because one wishes to. Open your eyes and look around you. Do you no' see those who have little or nothing; those without a loving family? What are you thinking, child? As you have said, your life is a blessed one so why would you wish to throw it away. Boredom is no' a reason for such drastic changes as you long for. Mayhap you need to learn to give back for all that you have been given. I will only advise you to stay away from that group lest you get far more than you bargained for. You are ripe for the picking and believe me, you will wish you had no' been so foolish as to step into that viper's nest. Blessed May You Be.

To Turner in S. Carolina: I appreciate your kind thoughts. Aye, and this month is the first anniversary of my spouse's passing. 'Tis been a difficult year and it seems impossible that much time has passed. I will, hopefully, continue to keep my feet on the path before me and in time, mayhap, the razor-edge of pain will dull. 'Tis my goal to concentrate my efforts on those in need and in doing so, fulfill my destiny. Blessed May You Be.

To Gary in Montana: Life is no' always as we wish it to be and 'tis up to each of us to make the most and best of what is given us. Rather than count the negatives turn your thoughts and efforts to the positives in your life. I think you will be surprised at what you discover you have overlooked. 'Tis human nature to want to be the center of someone's thoughts and affections but most often 'tis self-centeredness which drives away the very one we wish to hold to us. Leave her be and give her time to assimilate all that you have told her. Witches are, by nature, wary of Outsiders. The fact that she is a Solitary Witch is of her choice and by no means a negative reflection on her character. Do no' continue to push for an answer lest you wish to completly alienate her. Her life's work has no bearing on the situation you have described. Just as you have your job in life, so too does she. To expect her to put you first in all things is tantamount to saying that her true calling is no' important. Selfishness is the harbinger of disaster to any relationship; more so when a Witch is involved. Give her the freedom to incorporate you into her life rather than expect her to drop all else, at your whim, and you will see an entirely different person. Blessed May You Be.

To Janna in Tennessee: Untrue. Our life's work is geared to protecting the innocent. We do no' attempt to force Outsiders to our way of thinking. If one sincerely seeks an understanding of our ways, we gladly accomodate them. It sounds as though you think us some sort of cult that brainwashes others when, in fact, we are totally opposed to such means and methods. So far as the other Kinds we embrace as friends and allies, the same goes with them. While many is the time we find ourselves at war with our enemies, we are a peace-loving lot. 'Tis our number one goal; peace, among all Kinds, yours included. Blessed May You Be.

To the Preacher in Michigan: 'Tis your type which we avoid like the plague. Preaching hell's fire and damnation to those no' of your particular faith is no' only wrong, 'tis a juvenile behavior that does no more than lay you open to ridicule. Given your tirade, you have no clear vision; no care for the rights of others; and certainly no true understanding of the God of whom you purport to serve. I count many Christians among my friends and no' one of them agrees with your point of view. Mayhap you should take a long look at yourself and see that 'tis your desire to be personally worshipped as some sort of god which drives your manic outburst. Continue on your chosen path and you will discover who fares best on the other side. As difficult as it will be, I will find it within myself to ask for mercy on your behalf.

To Leslie in Florida: I suggest you give it a break. One can no' force what was obviously never intended to be. Take care you do no' become one of those who wanna-be and travel the wrong path. There is danger in that, taking the wrong path, such as you can no' imagine. Turn your efforts before 'tis too late. Blessed May You Be.

To Shamika in Lousiana: Aye, and there are other Kinds with dark skin. Why would you think no'? The color of one's skin and one's race has no bearing on one's origin of Kind. 'Tis a shame such is no' the case with Outsiders. In fact, there is a Coven of Witches no' too distant from your area of which there are several dark skinned members, and which is led by a particularly personable and powerful Warlock of African descent. That is no' to say there is no' the occassional discrimination among other Kinds but that generally only occurs with those who practice the Black Arts, or with rogues of differing Kinds. Blessed May You Be.

2006-03-05T04:29:00.000-08:00

Fair day, all.

There has been much ado about the recent movement to declare Christianity the major, if no' the 'only', religious faith in several states. And as the movement grows, other faiths and non-faiths are angered (and rightly so) that 'tis in the political arena where such a ridiculous issue has been raised, and is set to be fought over. What is truly at issue here is no' that one religious persuasion holds major importance over others, but the 'tone' of the movement. 'Tis reminiscent of the days of yore when the earliest Holy Wars were fought.

One only has to read an historical account of that particular era and shades of the past will come to haunt these modern times. During those times innocent people were slaughtered for the mere fact that they held religious beliefs that differed with whatever Monarchy was in power. Am I suggesting that such brutality would occur in these times if the Christian movement presses on for power? No' in the ways of old but in modern times we certainly have our own brutal methods of persuasion.

'Tis long been fought over, the separation of church and state, yet the many continue to interpret the laws of our country as they deem neccessary to suit their own agenda. What, one wonders, is the purpose of such a movement? Christianity is already a major faith; reaches far and wide. So, why the sudden desire to hold sway over all others? Why the desire to declare other faiths lesser or worse, no' even a true faith?

As a Pagan I certainly take issue with such a ridiculous ideal. But, as a Pagan, I have seen this issue rise and fall so many times as to be rather a joke than a serious situation. If the Christian movement wishes to bring more souls into the fold, 'tis most certainly the wrong way to go about it. Worse, to break ties with all that has been done to bring about acceptance of and cooperation among all faiths is no' only to commit political suicide, but to set in motion a firestorm of which the proportions have never been seen nor imagined. Why worse than in earlier days? Simple that; the real issue is that of trampling upon one's rights to choose for one's self in any matter, including one's faith.

The Powers that be are no' dealing with ignorant peasants, as in the past. Too, we must all remember that radicalism is no' the way to handle the situation. Radicals do no more than make fools of themselves and cause worse problems than the one being dealt with. 'Tis easy enough to quietly go about one's way while doing what needs doing. One has the right to choose, so the point is a moot one, at best. Voice your opinion with dignity and grace, for those are what will set things right, again. Do no' be drawn into a ridiculous fray by hot-heads who will no accomplish anything of real importance. Access whatever routes are available to you to further your ideals and get on with the business of living and worshiping as you choose. Blessed May You Be, Dream Teller.

Majical Arts

2006-02-25T04:21:00.000-08:00

Fair day, all.

I am the Sorceress Suzaunna and 'tis a pleasure to be with you, again. At Dream Teller's request I will speak to the many requests you have e-mailed with regards to the Majical Arts and practicioners of those, of which there are many. What one must first understand is that there is class distinction with regards to Majical Arts. Certain types are considered 'High Ritual' or 'Ceremonial' Majic while other types are deemed 'Low Majic'. There is nothing difficult to understanding those, for they speak for themselves.

Apparently there are many of you, Outsiders, who are under the impression that being a true Witch naturally endows one with all the powers and abilities of our Kind. 'Tis mistaken you are in that belief. Never in our history has there been a single Witch possessed of 'all' power. Certainly there has been and there are, today, some extremely gifted individuals with much higher degrees of power than others of our Kind. But even they are no' 'all' powerful. 'Tis no' the way of it and thankfully so.

If you pause to think about that surely you will see the good in that impossibility. For there to be so powerful an individual Witch would be to upset the balance between good and evil. Aye, there are both types of Witches among us, as there are both types of Outsiders among your Kind. Individual Witches have specialized gifts that lend themselves to certain areas of expertise. That is no' to say that one can no' have other preferences and practice those Arts with finesse; merely, that each of us is gifted so that we are more adept in particular Arts.

At this point, I see no reason to bore you with ancient history or historical figures to prove any points of interest, for your library carries many such accountings (although many are skewed) if you wish to delve into our history. What is most important here, is the present and the future. And those are what we will concentrate upon, for now.

There are many and varied Majical Arts. Some of the ancient Arts are more or less set in stone and require specific knowledge for the exactness of preparation and deed. But others have evolved, as Practicioners have fine tuned the preparations, so to speak. As with any Kind, some Witches have embraced modern times and incorporated the present into their Rituals and Ceremonies. As I am a young Sorceress, I keep the old and embrace the new, thus I consider myself to hold the best of both worlds. 'Tis how ways evolve; in the combining and refining.

My Maman, the Sorceress JoHaunna, and my Steppapa, the Warlock Gregory are, to my way of thinking, the finest examples of what a true Witch is. More, they are finer examples of Warlock and Sorceress. They have done what was once considered impossible; a Warlock and a Sorceress able to coexist and more, cohabit as equal partners. Mayhap it came easier for them as each parented off-spring who were all destined to be Warlocks and Sorceress. That too is rare, for so many of such power to be born to one family ( Maman birthed five sons, all of whom are Warlock and myself, and Gregory begot two sons, both of whom are Warlock) and all of us coexist peacefully and are extremely close as a family could possibly be. So, you see that things can and do change with the times.

I and my brothers enjoyed the learning to hone our special abilities from Maman, and now Papa is our mentor as well. Each of our parents are powerful in their own right (Gregory is a Master of his Kind and Maman is his female equal). Dream Teller has often spoken here of their prowess and few are their equals. 'Tis from them that we learned that evil begets evil and thus ne'er to use our abilities for naught but what is right and good. That is no' to say that we are no', at times, forced to walk the fine line between good and evil in order to achieve a right and just purpose. 'Tis that which must be done with care, for many a good Witch has fallen prey to the darkness of the Black Arts.

Of the many, Alchemy; Charming; Commanding and Compelling; Divination; Healing;Necromancy; Spell-casting; and Spirit-summoning are the major Majical Arts. Within each of those are many avenues of practice and each Witch practices differently though all hold to the basic principles of the Arts. The Arts have long been considered malevolent means to evil ends by Outsiders; particularly, by religious leaders of other faiths. And so they can be but 'tis no' so with all Witches, for the many of us use them for good. The mere fact that we are possessed of such gifts tends to instill fear in those who are no' gifted in that manner; has done since the beginning of time. But of late (the last twenty-five years, or thereabouts), Outsiders are beginning to accept that we are merely different, rather than all being evil-doers.

'Tis still we find ourselves in difficult situations, and still we must take care to whom we reveal our true selves, for there will always be those who will no' accept us and seek to destroy our Kind. I will stop at this juncture and return in the near future to discuss the principles of each of the above named Arts. I bid you, fare well.

The Shape of Things to come...

2006-02-11T05:31:00.000-08:00

Bonjour mes amies.

'Tis been a busy week here at the Lair. I hope your week was productive and that each of you realized all you meant to achieve. Dream Teller is presently out of town attending a conference with the Council of Allies. The Council has been working on setting a new agenda. Following the havoc during and since the hurricanes (has it really been five months past?), 'tis a major task they face, for many of them are also in the process of recouping. But evil takes no rest, regardless of fine or foul weather, and the scope of danger to innocent victims, as well as our own, has grown disproportionately.

The scales are balanced on the dark side and must be tipped toward the light, else all we fight for will be lost. Some of you e-mail us and wonder why we even bother to fight what often appears a daunting, no-win situation. 'Tis the Way of It with our Kind; the ever on going defense of all that is right and good. To leave evil to wander the earth without challenge is to give up and allow our beautiful earth to fall to ruin, and her peoples to become no more than frightened, hunted animals. Just as Outsiders fight for justice of the known, 'tis our lot to fight the unknown; all for the same reasons.

During these times many scoff at the very idea that modern society could be set back in such a way as to become anything remotely like darker times when evil ruled the world. 'Tis no' such a far-fetched possibility since, more and more, evil doers of all Kinds continue to grown in numbers. Their safety lies in the very thing that protected many of them down through the ages; disbelief, in their existence. But they do exist and they are far more powerful than even the greatest Master of any Kind could formerly have ever imagined. Unlike days of yore, modern technology has done more than bring comfort and ease to society. It has given our foes a wicked weapon with which to move about, freely. Think about it. Rather than expend energy roaming the earth looking for their needs, they merely have the world at their fingertips. The computer keyboard, the world-wide web, and a host of information. To one who is already a master-mind....

True, as many of you have let us in on your thoughts, 'tis a right hilarious vision when one imagines a rogue Vampyre, Sorcerer, or Werewolf sitting at a computer. But only if you are a non-believer in their existence. For those of us who know the truth, 'tis no' funny at all. 'Tis a most frightening reality. Modern technology in the hands of fiends is tantamount to every person the world over having access to the button to launch the nuclear bomb. And nay, I am no' blowing things out of proportion. 'Tis just that insane; the reality. And that, mes amies, is why we do what we do. Fair day to all, Kaithlin.

And now to post Dream Teller's answers to some e-mail.

To Terza in Delaware: I expect my novel to go to the publishers the first of the coming week. 'Tis been long in the making and time to move forward with the process. I thank you for your interest and will keep interested visitors posted as things move along. Blessed May You Be.

To Cindy in Georgia: 'Tis no' the subject of your interest which baffles me but the reasons for the interest. I will only advise you to think long and hard before you take such a life changing step, for once taken, it can no' be undone. While the unknown holds much appeal for those bored with their own existence, 'tis a powerful evil couched in even the most seemingly harmless majic. There will always be those willing to lead you astray, in ways you have no' ever dreamed possible. Do as you will, for 'tis your choice, alone, to make. Blessed May You Be.

To Boyd in S. Carolina: Majic is.... Many still hold the view that 'tis no more than 'hocus-pocus' and therein lies the problem for non-believers. The problem being that non-believers make perfect targets for those with majical abilities who mean them harm. Some non-believers (like you and your buddies) up the ante (danger to themselves) by taunting, daring, and scoffing. Those with majical abilities are proud of their gifts and no' even the gentlest majic-maker will tolerate such behavior. But, 'tis the evil-doer of whom one must take care no' to cross. Here is a thought for you. Why do you suppose he has made the four of you aware of him? It appears you and your friends have crossed paths with one whom you have no business taunting. I have no way of knowing whether or no' he is of dark or light majic, but I can tell you whichever he chooses to unleash upon you will teach you one of two things, the lesson you deserve or the alternative; one you brought upon yourselves, from which there is no salvation.

To Erika in France: Bonjour. Pas de quoi (You are welcome). I am pleased that all has come right for you in the end. 'Tis rare that one escapes such a threat but your clear-thinking is, according to Garth, what tipped the scales in your favor. Aye, and even though you did no' notice him, he was there and he has nothing but good things to say about you. Continue on your path for 'tis certain good things are in your future. Blessed May You Be.

To Ron in Texas: Non, you are mistaken. 'Twas no' one of ours who approached you, for we do no' operate in that manner. Either she is having you on, or... well, the obvious, non? Take care and Blessed May You Be.

To Kim in Arkansas: Aye, and most of our visitors do hail from the southern states. 'Tis the deep south where many a legend was born and where their ancestors continue on. There is much majic shimmering about the south (no' to say it does no' exist in the upper states) and 'tis what draws many a majic-maker from other areas. Since my roots are in the South, I do tend to lean toward the goings-on, here. However, I mean no slight to the other states, for there is much in the way of Majic, Majic-Makers, and history abounds there, too. Blessed May You Be.

To Loren in New York: Nay, I do no' condone nor give space to such negativism. Were I more the vindictive type, such a dare would cost you greatly, young woman, But as I am no' the type, I will leave you with this: Take care what you dare for there is always one willing to take you up, and more the fool; you.

Help us fill a dire need.

2006-02-06T05:38:00.000-08:00

Fair day, all.

I am the Sorceress JoHaunna and I am pleased to speak to you, today. 'Tis the first free time I have had since the hurricanes ravaged Louisiana; my home state. At present, my family and I are in the process of rebuilding what was lost to us; our homes. Many of our personal belongings were lost as well, others were damaged but we were no' hit as hard as many others. 'Tis no' our way to complain but to move forward, for the past can no' be undone.

As you already know, the Warlock Gregory, my partner, is involved with many charities which serve children in need. The number of young ones in need has grown at an alarming rate since the storm and Gregory is working feverishly to accomodate those needs. Some of you may think we only serve children who become victims of other-worldly fiends but that is no' the case. We attempt to reach out to as many others as we can, victims of child abuse; addicts (there are so many); and children without parental guidance and safe haven.

The charities Gregory chairs are near depleted of funds and inventory, and we understand that other chairitable foundations are in the same dire straits. I am here today to appeal to all to lend a helping hand, whether with time, money, and/or food and clothing. Certainly, there are certain organizations more dear to our hearts, those we are associated with, but no one organization is more deserving than the next, so 'tis your choice to which one you donate.

I have read some of the e-mail that comes across Dream Teller's desk and we realize that many, many gracious people have given more than their share and some are stretched thin, from former donations. 'Tis what I cherish; the caring and concern of people who give out of the goodness of their hearts. We understand how a family's budget can be stretched so that there is no extra to give, and to those who are at that point, we thank you, for all that you have done in the past.

In difficult times such as these, we appeal no' only to our God, but to all Supreme Beings worshipped by every faith. And we encourage all who are faithful to a particular religion to pray for the children who are desperately in need; regardless of that need. I encourage you to urge your friends, family, and co-workers to begin a prayer chain; to join hands, and open your hearts and minds. If you watch the news you know that many cities along the southern coastline are still struggling to get back to normal and many families are still displaced, without jobs, and other neccessities.

While some of you have protested you are weary of hearing about the storm disasters, know that those who suffered through them are far more weary of living it. Merci (thank you), JoHaunna.

A true Werewolf speaks...

2006-02-05T05:18:00.000-08:00

Good day.

I am Michael; here with you at Dream Teller's request. I have to say I am somewhat surprised at the amount of interest many of you have expressed in Werewolves. But I am not surprised at how little most of you know about them. I will attempt to clarify some misconceptions concerning my Kind. Yes, I am Werewolf; born, not made, so I can speak with authority.

The first myth I will shatter is this: Born Werewolves don't endure bone-crunching, painful change from human to wolf. The change is swift and smooth, so swift it is difficult for the ordinary human eye to detect. Many of the 'tales' you read would have you believe that the pain is punishment for what we are. If that were the case there would be a great many angry wolves on the prowl. Thankfully, such is not the case. We are not the spawn of the devil nor do we have a terrible disease, as many tales would have you believe, but a breed apart from your own. Our genetics are what determine our species.

Myth #2: In our human form we are a ragtag band of gypsies who skulk in the woods away from other societies. (If you ever run upon a Were skulking in the woods you best believe you have more than likely come upon a rogue who cares nothing for human life.) As for ragtag, I assure you that, too, is a misconception. But allow me to add this before I continue: There are those of my Kind (myself included) who much prefer life in the forests to life in town or city. That is a natural preference given that down through time, forests and woods were the safest place for our Kind. Too, we are naturalists by nature; do not take well to confinement; and need the earth beneath our feet and the trees around us. And back to the topic of how we look. If you passed me or my kin on the street, you would not know us from others of your Kind. Our 'gifts' enable us to do well in life and we are well educated, well dressed, and, for the most part, well mannered.

But for all of that, Werewolves continue to be painted as savage beasts intent on nothing more than killing Human Kind. We are not mindless beasts in our wolf form. Our humanity melds with the animal such that we possess a higher intelligence than ordinary people and wolves. We see more clearly, hear more acutely, and perceive what goes on around us with a greater sense of perception while in either form.

Those beasts of whom you read are mostly fictional, although there is some truth in regards to the rogues of our Kind. There are reasons why one turns rogue; none I would condone, but clearly those need to be known. Many of the rogues in the distant past were Werewolves discovered by reigning Monarchs. They allowed themselves to be bought and used against the enemy. In those days they had little education, as was the case with most outside of the King's fancy, and often they were overpowered by the very army they fought beside and chained until there was further use for them. Some were beaten unmercifully; others, destroyed. Those who survived found escape and became savage beasts intent upon the destruction of their deceivers. The beast can certainly overpower one's humanity, if allowed to.

In more recent times, our Kind has been the butt of many jokes by non-believers, was hunted and destroyed to near extinction by self-proclaimed Were hunters, and it is just in the last half-century that our numbers are coming back. We are smarter, more wily, and less self-indulgent than our forefathers and that due to evolution of time. As with any species, change is neccessary to keep abreast of modern society. So, like other Kinds, many of us live, work, and socialize among you; Outsiders.

It was long thought that Werewolves were Immortals but that is not the case. We are long-lived, well beyond ordinary human years, but eventually we age, as the rest of Human-Kind, just at a much slower pace. We perpetuate our Kind; love our cubs to distraction, and work hard to help them find their place in society. Some of us are privileged to amass wealth but we prefer to stay out of the limelight, for the need to protect our identities is instinctive.

Another myth is that Werewolves are unable to control the change when the full moon is upon us. There is truth in that as it relates to the cub who reaches the age of first change; as a teenager. It is the inherant responsibility of the parents to teach the child how to accept, and behave according to our laws. Others of our Kind lend a helping hand, for all our offspring are important and neccessary to the survival of our Kind.

Yet another myth is that only the males of our Kind are true Werewolves but there is no truth in that. Both sexes have dual natures and both undergo the change. While most of us prefer to mate with our own Kind, there are those who find a mate of the Human variety. That in no way weakens the bloodline but it does seem to temper the animal nature, somewhat. Those Weres of mixed parentage are more likely to enjoy the best of both worlds, if the Human mate is accepting of our Kind. Some attempt to accept and fail, others manage it quite well. Mating with one's own Kind is most desirable. Weres mate for life and if something happens to one, the other will live out life, alone. So it is preferable to mate with like Kind, since Humans age and die quicker than Weres.

As to the belief that the change is painful; that does apply to the made Werewolf, but only during the first few changes. It requires time for the body and the genetics to shift from one nature to two. And there is danger involved in turning a Human. Some are unable to adjust and become crazed predators, others use it to unworthy advantage and those must be put down for the good of our Kind and of those victims upon which they would prey. (Those types are the ones around which most of myth is based).

There is much more to the life of the Werewolf but I will stop here and save the rest for a later date. I have given you the basics to mull over and if the interest continues, I will be happy to get into the deeper aspects. Michael

The Lair, and e-mail

2006-02-04T05:35:00.000-08:00

Fair day, all.

My name is Tessa and I'm a member of Dream Teller's staff. Several of you have e-mailed and asked what it is that we all do here at the Lair and what it is like to work for Dream Teller. While the office is a place of business, it has none of the sterile feel to it one might find in other offices. The furnishings lend it a homey atmosphere with just the right touch of understated elegance one would expect of our resident author. I would have to say that Dream Teller is one of a kind; a professional who gets things done but with a homespun nature. How do those stack up in her line of work and business? Simple; she is a tough competitor, relentless in her efforts to succeed in all that she believes, is fiercely protective of loved ones and friends, enjoys giving of herself to others... Well, I could go on and on but you get the picture.

The nature of the most important business conducted from the Lair might lead you to think that our offices would reflect something to do with that. But such isn't the case. Were you to walk in, you would assume the pleasant atmosphere is in keeping with the work of an author; worlds apart from the work of one who deals with Beings of other Kinds, and all that entails. There are, of course, subtle hints sitting about but one would have to know what to look for.

Because there are many things going on at once from this location our staff is split into small groups; each working on a particular area of business. But each of us is trained, or in training, so that any one of us can move from one area to another, as the need arises. Certainly there are things some can manage and others cannot; dependant upon our natural talents. In other words, the Outsiders among us can't tend to business that requires the gifts of a Witch, etc. But they can learn to aid and assist, and all here are capable of doing so. What we have is a well-trained group and each of us knows our capabilities; thus we work like a well-oiled machine.

As with any business there are the mundane tasks related to office management; that to do with the author's business. Of course that is meant to be the outward appearance, for obvious reasons. That also lends cover for those who come and go, at all hours of the day and night. The cover works because we even have law officers and deputies who stop by in the late hours for a cup of coffee and a chat, without a clue as to whom they are among or the nature of their business.

Assuredly, none who come through here are attired in such a way as to attract suspicion. And while certain attire is neccessary to ritual, things of that nature are carried out in different, 'safe' locations. While he prefers more revealing attire, it isn't unusual to see our resident Vampyre Garth, dressed in faded jeans and such. And while the Warlock Gregory prefers the color black and more formal wear befitting his station, he too dresses down when visiting the Lair. Logic tells you that blending in with regular society is the order of the day for those who are of a different society.

For all outward appearances, the Lair is a private suite of offices given to conducting ordinary business. What goes on behind the scenes stays that way and nothing can be misconstrued as anything other than what it appears. Just recently, Dream Teller leased a suite of offices to a friend; the lady who designs and creates the lovely capes you've heard Dream Teller talk about. And while the lady is well aware of the other business (she lends assistance when needed), her business lends us an added air of the ordinary; a designer in residence.

So now you know what goes on here and I assure you that each of us who is employed at the Lair thoroughly enjoys what we do; be it ordinary or extraordinary. We are friends, cohorts, allies, and family and each of us is ever mindful of the need for caution, and dedicated to protecting our own.

We have received e-mail from some who declare us charlatans, others who claim our team doesn't exist at all, and still others who condemn us for the nature of our existence. To those I say, think what you will. We will continue to thrive, to work for the good of all, and to raise awareness for the co-existence of all Kinds. Health and happiness to all, Tessa.

Bonjour mes amies. I hope you enjoyed hearing from Tessa. She is by far one of Dream Teller's staunchest defenders (obvious, non?) She is also the driving force of her group; a true friend; and a Witch very dedicated to our cause. Along and along, at Dream Teller's request, you will hear from other members of the staff. Some balk at the idea of a public forum but they, too, will eventually come around. For what purpose? Because Dream Teller feels that hearing from each of us will give you a well-rounded idea of how different personalities can and do work well together, and all for a common purpose. Too, she believes that hearing what we do from different points of view will also give you a better idea of the nature of our business. In other words, just hearing from me, Kaithlin, most of the time will soon grow stale. And 'tis in our best interests to keep you informed. And now to post answers to more e-mail:

To Range Rider in Nevada: One's gender and age have no bearing on when or where interest in things of a supernatural nature might come calling. Even a forty-something cowboy is no' exempt if 'tis meant to be. Aye, your fellow men could well think you "have lost your mind", as you put it, so I would say to you, keep your interest to yourself. Remember, there is purpose for all things, and all things have purpose. That you were drawn to that particular place of business in your search for a 'pretty' gift for your sister, may or may no' be of particular consequence. However, the feelings you described upon entering, and the pieces you were drawn to 'touch' and examine are of consequence. Stones and crystals radiate 'stirrings' when in the hands of one meant to 'feel' their power. Some are subtle stirrings while others are more powerful. What is important is your need to keep them in your home in your personal space. As to the dreams you have begun having: do no' fear them, allow them to unfold, and therein will you find what you seek. Blessed May You Be.

To May in Texas: I have no idea what your son is involved in, but it sounds something you need to investigate. At fifteen, you are his first line of defence, whether he likes it so, or no'. If 'tis what you fear, he could well get in over his head without a clue as to the danger. You might first make discreet inquiries concerning the adult such as who else knows of him and what he is doing in town. Listen to your son, for eventually one of his age will give something of what he is doing away; keep an eye on him for any outward changes in appearance and behavior; and know where he is and whom he is with. Granted that may be difficult, but as you stated that he is shy and no' one to be out at all hours, you should be able to accomplish that. In the meantime, inquire about the establishment he has begun to frequent; go there, yourself. In other words, be a parent, but discreetly, so as no' to call attention to yourself. Blessed May You Be.

To Jess in Texas: Nay, for 'tis of your own doing. Aye, and all of us make mistakes but no' to that degree and with the intent to do so. What you have done will come back on you and there is purpose for that. Consider yourself blessed that 'tis no' worse than 'twill be and learn from it, otherwise....

To Karen in New York: Heads up. Meet Garth in the prescribed place at the precise time and he will take things from there. Blessed May You Be.

To Gwenyth in California: We are no' a proper investigative team regarding that matter. Hasten to contact your local law enforcement agency. Blessed May You Be.

To Danny in Delaware: Commanding and Compeling spirits to do your bidding is a dangerous game for those without proper and complete knowledge of the rituals and the bindings. You may well call upon one who has no desire to do your bidding, or will extract a high price you are no' willing to pay, for the doing. Leave it be and proceed in a normal fashion. Blessed May You Be.

General Information

2006-02-01T05:20:00.000-08:00

Fair day, all.

As the second month of the new year begins, some of us are beginning to recoup from the disasters of last year. But here in the south there are still so many left without homes and jobs, as a result of the hurricanes destructive forces. Your generosity has been exceptional and I hope you will continue to offer your prayers for recovery.

I have had many inquiries as to how Witches who lost their homes, etc. will fare without all of their personal, majical tools. Many had the foresight and the time to 'save' those things most neccessary and precious to them. Others who lost those things, for whatever reason, have moved on and begun the process of fashioning new tools and consecrating them. Sadly, many lost precious items passed down through the ages, family history; ancient tomes and tools, and so on. As with anyone in the path of danger, no' all belongings can be saved. But while one will mourn the losses, Witches look to the future, for life is in the living of each new day.

As the Spring Equinox (Ostara) approaches, many a new tool will be cleansed and dedicated, for Ostara is 'the month of beginnings' or 'month of openings'; an excellent time for renewal. Whether Coven Witch, or Solitary, the Sabbat or 'High Holy Day' will be honored as all ask for hormonious intervention. New history will be written for coming generations to hark back to, and so on.

Many have also inquired why Witches did no' use their 'powers' to turn the storm in a different direction. I spoke to that topic in the past but I will say again: One does no' toy with Mother Nature without expecting major repercussions. To send such destruction upon others for the single-minded purpose of saving one's self and one's possessions earns major problems for the future. 'Tis reason for all things and if one is intelligent, one does no' interfere with what 'twas meant to be.

Several of you have inquired as to how certain of my colleagues are faring; the Warlock Gregory and his family, in particular. All are well and continue working to establish new home sites, even as they give unselfishly of their time to others in need. The Vampyre Garth and Jessica have reconsidered their decision to attempt to repair the centuries old mansion they called home, for, given the damage, the task is far too daunting. They have salvaged what was salvagable and will incorporate that into the new dwelling that will closely resemble the old. While the Vampyre Roman's home was fairly new, it took the most damage of all, and is being bulldozed. Next door, the home of the Warlock Raphael and his wife, Jeree, took very little damage, in comparison to the others' homes, so many of the family members are in residence, there. They are a strong family and all look forward, rather than back. So, as you can see, Witches and Vampyres are no different than Outsiders in their efforts to recoup from disaster.

And now Kaithlin will post answers to some of your e-mail, Dream Teller.

To Quincy in Georgia: Most certainly there exists what is known as the 'Book of Shadows'. For centuries, Majic was passed down through the ages by word of mouth. As much can be lost in that manner, for a variety of reasons, and has been, in earlier times those who could write began committing memory to paper. Majic is such that the older tomes appear as so much jibberish; no logical order. One must take into consideration the author as well as the fact that they are majical notes, if you will, and as those were handed down, each author added (sometimes deleted) information. Today, the new additions to a Witch's Book of Shadows is more uniform, more legible, and therefore, less difficult to understand. In conclusion, I would strongly encourage you to contact the elderly lady who sold you the entire lot, and ask her if she realized the tome was in that box. If she does no' ask for it to be returned then there was true purpose why 'twas given into your keeping. You may wish to attempt to discover if you and she are relatives, or if she knew a relative of yours. But whatever you do, do no' place the book for sell, for could fall into the wrong hands. Blessed May You Be.

To Jeremiah in Delaware: One is never without recourse. The danger lies in the keeping, no' the taking. Return it to where you discovered it; place it in the precise spot at the base of the tree, and cover it as it originally was. 'Tis a 'Charm' you stumbled upon; one of great power. To keep it would be to chance the turning of the power upon yourself; and 'tis something you would no' wish for. Once returned, and left alone, you will have no problem. Heed my advice, and Blessed May You Be.

To Charlotte in New York: Beware of he who seeks the prayer ribbon. To seek in that manner should tell you he is up to no good. If it belonged to him why would he need you to do the task for him? 'Tis a heathen who seeks such for that particular reason, and one you would do well to avoid. Ignore his pretty lies and turn a blind eye and a deaf ear to him. His sort will fade into the shadows as he seeks another mark, for he can no' chance calling attention to himself. Blessed May You Be.

Thoughts of a Vampyre

2006-01-27T04:40:00.000-08:00

Fair day to everyone.

By the time this is posted I will have retired to my daily rest. Kaithlin will be posting my message, as she most often does since I am generally too busy during my nightly duties. I have given much thought to what I would say this day and decided to attempt to answer many of your e-mails at once.

As many of you already know I'm many things; among them a Master of my Kind. To the newer visitors to this blog; I am the Vampyre Garth, an Ancient who has been around for a very long time. Some of you believe in the existence of my Kind while others prefer to believe we are no more than figments of myth and lore. So be it, however you choose to think. What matters most to me is that believers understand the nature of the Kind; that all of us aren't alike in our desires and behaviors.

True, many of my Kind are deadly predators but as time goes on that is changing. Others, like me, are no threat to Outsiders and other Kinds, without just cause. While we don't live by the laws of your Kind, we do respect them as best we can. Thus, you might understand that we defend ourselves according to our laws. The right to survive belongs to all who walk this earth but there are those who have taken it upon themselves to decide who is worthy of living and who isn't. According to the Mortals' law, where is the justice in that?

Our differences, both physical and inherent, instill fear (and most often, jealousy) in Outsiders, and that fear is what drives those who hunt us down and attempt to destroy us. Those of you who inquire as to why we don't attempt to make peace with Human Kind have no real concept of the difficulty such an attempt entails. That is why I, and others like me, are careful to consider all circumstances before we trust our safety to others. People like Dream Teller and her colleagues are few and far between; people who care and work tirelessly to bring about acceptance of all Kinds.

Just in the last two decades have we been able to achieve a modicum of peace among differing Kinds so that Vampyres and Werewolves, once mortal enemies, are able to co-exist. It is our hope that one day, all will come to accept one another. But the most difficult task of all has been to coax Human Beings to the table of peace. Aye, and the reason for that? Because your Kind fear us for our extraordinary abilities. Many Outsiders have certain of those abilities but, sadly, because they are taught that such is of evil origin those abilities remain dormant. Did you ever wonder why we tag you as Outsiders? Simple, that; because you remain outside the realm of all that is possible. Your understanding remains limited; shut down by your misunderstanding connected to Christianity.

As some of you already know, we have Christians among us; some of high standing, who have come to understand that we are all created for a purpose and all are deserving of a safe existence. I, myself, have Christian values and I attend Christmas Eve mass at midnight; a special, yearly vigil that never fails to instill in me a sense of peace. For was not the Christ Child born to rid all of us of our sins. I won't go into a debate on that matter, though I have done and have left Christians of high authority without the ability to explain that their God of forgiveness would turn His back on any soul.

Ah, and we reach that; the belief that Vampyres and other Kinds outside humanity have no souls. Can you prove that? Can you see the soul or the lack there of? OR are you one of those who spins your own interpretation from the Bible? That is an argument that will never be won nor proven until the final judgement and this world is no more. But in my heart I know I have a soul, else I would be no more than the maniacal beast many of you brand me. But I am not that. I use my gifts for good and worthy cause, protect those innocents who can't fend for themselves against any who would harm them, and yes, I give thanks for all my blessings. And there are many, come to me down through the ages.

Truth of the matter is, I'm far better off than the majority of you, for I neither expect nor demand things I wasn't meant to have. There was a time, in my early years, when bitterness drove me to take what I wanted and to turn my back on those in need. But I was blessed with the time to learn and understand that my fate was dealt me for a purpose. Once I set about discovering that purpose (it took me a while) I learned to live rather than exist; to give (even if anonymously) rather than take); to offer rather than demand, and I learned to temper expectations so they were no longer out of reason.

I have done much with this existence, used my vast knowledge to teach; put my fortunes to good use; and once I landed in the place where I now am in life, I am honored to have many trustworthy friends and allies. But the center of my existence is the beautiful blessing given me in the form of the woman whom was entrusted me; my wife and partner, Jessica. Some have called it blasphemous; the beast who took the Witch to his heart, the lovely mortal. Call it what you will, for no one I know has ever known the true happiness and contentment Jessie-girl and I share. So you see, Mortals and Immortals can come together in respect, loyalty, and caring.

I have a question for you: Why would you frown upon the likes of me, and other Kinds different from yourselves when those of your own are in the process of looking to clone themselves; when many of your Kind use their powerful companies to destroy you with with emissions that poision the earth and her waterways; when the more fortunate steal all that the working class has worked hard to amass; when some of your Kind preys upon its own innocent children... Need I say more? I suppose it is easier to hate what one doesn't understand and attempt to destroy it than to turn on one's own Kind, irregardless of what one's own has done.

For myself, I have learned the value of looking ahead, of setting goals that benefit others besides myself, and of doing what needs doing for those who often don't even realize they are in imminent danger. I have been called both saint and sinner and I assure you I have never traversed the realm of a saint. Sinned I have, but I spend every evening of my existence finding ways to atone for past mistakes. Like it or not, I believe in God and I know I wouldn't be here today without His having a hand in it.

So, I offer you this; take it as you will, or ignore it. Before you callously judge another, shun another for your perception of wrong-doing, perhaps you should take the time to look beyond the quick and easy, what is right before your eyes. Lose the idea that you are above reproach and that others can't meet your standards and therefore aren't worthy of your friendship, otherwise, you just might find yourself in a place where others will judge you. Don't think so? The one thing I have faith in is that each and every one of us, of all Kinds, will come to a final judgement for which our past lives will be exposed and dealt with, accordingly. And it is that for which I seek to make reparation and win salvation. Whether I die at the hand of some unworthy opponent, or for just cause, I seek only to do what is right and good during the rest of my existence. And you?

Sincerely, Garth

Lauren coming to you...

2006-01-26T05:22:00.000-08:00

Fair day, all.

If it appears that we aren't as dedicated to our blog as we previously were, you couldn't be more wrong. Since our last post, we have had problems with our server, among other things; glitches that have to be worked out anytime one makes such a large move in so little time. However we are here, and we will continue on until we are up to full speed. Today is Kaithlin's day off so I, Lauren, will post Dream Teller's answers to your e-mail. Hopefully, within the next week we will have all of the problems with the system solved and be back with you, each day.

To Trini in Georgia: My dear, your common sense should be screaming at you to question, question, question.... 'Tis no' a matter of your knowing the swamps so well. Stop and wonder why those people have no' sought the tour through a known professional guide. As I am wont to often preach, listen to your instincts and follow their guidance, for those will no' fail you. Too, you should wonder how strangers from the opposite coast came to know of the fact that you grew up with the swamp as your playground, how they came by your physical address and e-mail address, etc. Take care, for the exhorbitant amount of money they have offered for your services is vastly out of line with ready tour prices. Aye, and I have no doubt the check will clear, for those types are willing to pay handsomely for what they want, and I fear 'tis you and no' your experience they have placed a bounty upon. I can no' tell you what to do, child; only advise you. You must make your own choices and do so well before the February deadline. May the Fates smile upon you and Blessed May You Be.

To 'Friends of the Wee Ones' in S. Carolina: I appreciate your positive compliments for the information I provided regarding Faery-Folk. And as much as I appreciate your offer, 'tis an inopportune time for me to fulfill your request. I have visited your website and commend you on both content and beauty. Mayhap I may consider links with certain websites at a later date, but for the moment we are stretched to thin trying to catch up, for my staff to find time to browse every site which expresses the desire to link to us. As I am sure you know, there are those I will no' subject my visitors to. Again, thank you and Blessed May You All Be.

To Silver Bullet in California: 'Tis rare that I assume anything but your adopted moniker pretty much speaks for itself. 'Tis truly a sign of how little Outsiders like yourself know about those whom they deem unfit for society. I would laugh had the situation no' become so pathetically common, but I am no' amused with the likes of you and the diatribe you spew. Me thinks you are no more than a Wanna- Be hunter. Take care you do no' run into the 'real' Kinds of whom you spout your desire to 'wipe from the face of the earth'. For if you do, your silly 'bullets' will no serve your purpose, and you may wish to find your information from something more dependable than myth.

To Greta in Virginia: 'Tis only by choice that one allows one's self to be placed in such a predicament as you have described. That constant dread of which you speak is that which I continually preach of; instinct. Those are merely movies designed for entertainment, but when someone decides to 'copy' the action for the thrill of it, you have the makings (there long before now) of a bonofide 'psycho'. What is there about the plans he described to you and your friends that was no' crystal clear from the start? I strongly advise you to speak with someone in law enforcement and get the information down on record. Then, you and your friends need to stay well away from him lest you be a victim of his psychotic behavior. Blessed May You Be.

To the many who have requested information regarding the Vampyre Roman: As I have said before, Roman is no' the type to seek friendship outside his circle of friends and allies. Roman is who he is; a man who is Vampyre. He is a Hunter and I assure you he is no' someone you wish to approach as you would an ordinary Outsider. Certainly, he is possessed of extreme good-looks but that does no make him the type to play upon such. He has no interest in others than whom he presently knows. So, those of you who come here for nothing more than entertainment, enjoy what you read here, about him and others. For those who seek truth, you already know... Blessed May You All Be.

To Zack in Tennessee: Ritual is geared to one pupose through thought, feeling, and movement. The purpose will vary depending upon that which one seeks to accomplish. Ritual is present in ordinary circumstance; part of daily life, such as in hygiene, work, and play. 'Tis also part and parcel of the daily life of those whom use it for extraordinary purpose. Do no' make more of the 'word' than is intended. Ritualistic behavior is no' the single thing that sets one apart from another; but the purpose, in and of itself. So, while Witches do, indeed, use Ritual, so, too, do Outsiders. To answer your last question, the ritualistic purpose of the African Violet is for spirituality and protection. Blessed May You Be.

To Jarrod in Michigan: There is a variety of Tarot cards available on the open market. 'Tis difficult to advise someone as to which deck to choose, therefore I generally tell the person to attempt to 'feel' the resonance contained within the decks. As you have stated you are no' a Master of the Tarot, but a budding student, I will tell you what I say to other students; move past the come-on meant for entertainment purposes, only. If you are truly dedicated to learning the mysteries of the Tarot, you know a come-on when you see it. The book of instructions that comes with the various decks are fairly basic information, but the ability to read the Tarot lies within one's ability to channel what one 'reads' from the particular spread. All things considered, if one is looking to make a fast buck or simply entertain, the cards will no' resonate for one. On the other hand, if one is seeking truth and intending to use it for reasonable and fair purpose, and one is willing to spend the time to learn, the Tarot will resonate and provide what is sought. Blessed May You Be.

To Frank in Texas: Choosing gems and stones for their majical qualities is a matter of personal preference. Each has its own purpose and is synonymous with a particular element and planet. The picture you e-mailed appears to be that of Amethyst in the rough (unpolished). Among its purposes are healing, peace, protection, and happiness, and its element is Water. Take into account the person who gifted you with it and therein will you find her reasons for doing so. As you have stated that the lady is, in fact, a Witch then I would tend to believe that her path is that of the Healer. Mayhap you have need of healing; be that of heart, mind, body, or spirit, or need of protection; for whatever purpose. And lastly, it may simply be a 'gift' from one who senses something special about you and wishes to become better acquainted. Time will tell. Blessed May You Be.

To Martina in Alabama: The word 'Wizard', of European derivation, is applicable to both male and female practicioners. Many mistakenly believe Wizards and Sorcerers are one and the same but no' is the case. While both are Witch, each cleaves to a different path and has different types and degrees of powers. As to why there is no word differentiation between male and female Wizards, such as is the case with Sorcerers and Sorceresses, who really knows? I do know that in these modern times, the term 'Wizardess' has come into vogue, and that is truly a modern term. Blessed May You Be.

To Tracy in Idaho: There are many myths concerning the Berserker and the Werewolf. Both were ancient warriors who fought under the great Odin's protection. The Berserker was a man who could call to himself the spirit of the bear and the Werewolf the man who could call the spirit of the wolf to himself. Thus they were mighty warriors; feared, and sought for destruction. As both types of warrior live in these modern times, (aye and their numbers are few in comparison to others) 'tis their knowledge, along with their actual presence, which often disprove much of the historical myth we read. Blessed May You Be.

For those of you who continue to inquire as to when my novel will be published, I can no' give you an exact time but I am moving forward with the process. Hopefully, the first of the series will be published in late spring or early summer. Blessings Upon All, Dream Teller.

A new beginning...

2006-01-17T04:13:00.000-08:00

Bonjour mes amies.

Welcome to our new Lair. Thanks to all of our regular visitors for waiting for us to get set up following the hurricane. In the past week we have worked hard to get settled in and set a new agenda. Dream Teller's last posts were those concerning Faery-Folk, and though she did no' answer all of your questions nor get round to discussing all of the various races of Faery, she did discuss those most well known. She will continue with that topic later on, but for now we will try to begin catching up on our e-mail. Please bear with us, as we can no' get to all that has accumulated. In fact, if you do no' see an answer to your mail this week, feel free to e-mail us again. Too, many of you have asked when we will offer another contest with prizes for the winners, and we are working toward that end as well. Another priority is getting Dream Teller's novels published and that too is in the works. So, we begin...

To Garreth in Michigan: The word 'Witch' is what I refer to as an umbrella term; Witch being a Kind, for which there are various types within the Kind. As with any Kind, Witches have a social rank known as the Witch's Hierarchy. All Witches have some degree of power and each has a particular power significant to that person; an identifier. Thus, 'tis correct to say that Warlock, Sorceress, Magician, Druid, etc. are all Witches. I will no' get into the mechanics of whom is most powerful, for that will be debated unto the end of time. However, the degree of one's power and the aptness of one's skills can be and are built to higher degrees through the use and honing of those. That being the case, Witches with the desire and dedication to rise through the ranks are capable of doing so, with much hard work and determination. But let me temper that last; while the capability is within each Witch, that 'any' and 'every' Witch will rise in rank is no' a probability. To further muddy the waters, there are those born to certain rank and priviledge. You have heard me use the term 'True Witch', non? The 'True' is born of purest blood (which I might add is relatively rare these days) of those ancestors whom were great and powerful in their time. Some Witch's can trace their ancestry back to the likes of the powerful Merlin, etc. So, in conclusion, to call a Warlock or Sorceress a Witch, is correct. (Just a little helpful advice here; many of those in the higher social ranks prefer their titles of ranking, which they feel is their due, and so mote it be). Blessed May You Be.

To Tracey in California: One should never assume anything when dealing with Beings or things outside one's area of knowledge . That piece of advice is so basic that, having offered it, it leaves me to wonder, just how gullible can one person be? Obviously, (and I do no' mean this unkindly) you are in dire need of a dose of common sense. As you have said, "they literally make my skin crawl", that would be your instincts, screaming a warning. The fact that you feel afraid, yet, can no' shake the 'need' is another form of warning. Conflicted feelings, my dear, serve a purpose, if one has the good judgement to heed the warning. First, and always, if the uncertainty is present, the 'need' should be to leave what is best left alone. Blessed May You Be.

ToTran in Washington: I stand unjustly accused. If you care to go back in my archives, there you will find I have stated that Beings possessed of extraordinary powers come in all races. As I am no' well versed in Vietnamese culture and history, I can no' speak of such with any authority. However, (before you accuse me of prejudice) 'twould be to your advantage to research your cultural history and/or speak with one of your race who is well versed in the area of otherworldly Beings of your race. As to your 'dislike' of Caucasians in general, 'tis your problem, no' mine and I will no' give space nor time to prejudice.

To Charla in Texas: Nay, child. Do no' attempt to romanticize what is no' in the least, romantic. Aye, and Roman is a good and true friend and ally but he would be the first to tell you that his is a hard and arduous life. And while he makes every attempt to successfully navigate his way in this world, 'tis extremely difficult to live among those who (if they knew he was Vampyre) would condemn him as an abomination (at the very least and outcast), and seek his destruction. 'Tis my fervent hope that, one day in the near offing, Roman will find a partner who is willing to accept him for who he is and stand beside him. As any Vampyre will tell you, that hope is a long shot and one few harbor for any length of time. Garth was one of the blessed, in that he found his Jessica, but he survived many a lonely century before she came into his realm. So, to answer your question; Roman does no' take to casual relationships with mortal women, or any other species of female. 'Tis no' his way. Blessed May You Be.

To Gray Wolf in Arkansas: Mayhap, or no'. I encourage you to seek the counsel of the King of your tribe. If, as you say, he is fair and honorable in his dealings with his own then he is best suited to guide you. I adjure you, do no' stray into that realm without first knowing the considerable consequences of that action. Even as your numbers are growing, there are precious few of your Kind left, and to lose another would be a terrible blow. Your bloodline is steeped in honor and most notable for advancing positive relations with other Kinds. 'Tis your youth which feeds your restlessness and until you accept who you are, you will always envy that which in no' meant to be. Blessed May You Be.

To Derrick in Delaware: I very seriously doubt she is whom she claims to be. But as I can no' be certain at this point, I would advise you to graciously bow out of the situation. Give whatever excuse is neccessary (in this case a white lie will surely be forgiven), and leave her to her business. We can no' investigate everyone who claims to be another Kind, as we would need legions of allies to do so. There are and will always be the 'Wannabe', and there are and will always be the real 'Thing' who uses that particular guise for obvious purpose. Your main question of yourself should be, Why was I approached when I had no former desire to know of such an existence? Your instinct should tell you the answer; 'for no good purpose'. Blessed May You Be.

To Preacher Tom in Georgia: To each his own, preacher. 'Tis been many like yourself who have preached the damnation of other Kinds, yet they survive and continue to thrive. 'Tis shame you should feel for preaching such drivel. Mayhap 'twould shock and, certainly, dismay you to know that you are no' the right hand of your God. 'Tis blasphemy you preach and 'tis that which you will be judged for. Take care for your own soul lest you lose it for your sins. And by the way, all the members of your calling do no' agree with your diatribe.

Blessings to all who are deserving, Dream Teller.

Looking forward...

2006-01-07T05:12:00.000-08:00

Fair day, all.

Many thanks to those of you who have patiently waited for us to move and set up the Lair. The past year has been one of many trials, but no' one without some blessings, as well. As we move into 2006 'tis my fervent hope that all of you, our visitors, as well as our own, will prosper in health and well-being. While life is a series of trials (and no one is exempt), for the most part we have it within our own power to achieve a state of contentment, if no' happiness.

While I have no' ever been one to make what is known as New Year's Resolutions, I do look upon the beginning of a new year as such; a new beginning. 'Tis a time for looking forward. For to look ahead is to believe in renewal, as it were, to accept that what 'was' is done. If one cleaves to the ideal that 'For all things there is purpose, and a purpose for all things' then belief in such would preclude the need to look back and dwell upon those things one could no' change.

However, 'tis human nature which lends some the desire to attempt to rectify certain things in life; even those that obviously can no' be rectified. At this point some of you may be thinking of the old standard 'If at first you don't succeed, try try...' Aye, but how many times must one try before the futility of the trying sinks in? I am speaking of common sense. 'Tis nothing extraordinary (although I have noticed it appears to be in short supply), for one only has to 'see' what is right before one's eyes. Actually, 'tis more the accepting of what one sees... But you get the point, non?

I have studiously avoided putting this particular post into e-mail form for this purpose: 'tis very difficult to remain non-judgemental and that, without blasting certain folks who contiuously flood my mail-box with their why me, poor me, oh woe is me, complaints. Mind you, I do no' mind giving one a nudge in the general direction of 'get off the pity train at the next stop' or 'jump now', but when I get a steady flood of the same old stuff from the same people, well...

Generally speaking, no one of us is guaranteed what we 'want' from life. The only guarantee is this; whatever tools one is birthed with, each of us has the right to use those tools in the proper pursuit of our destiny. If one chooses to use those tools for naught, or no' to use them at all, 'tis as 'twill be. For those who need a simplification; the tools I speak of are no' the use of one's looks/body to entice/trap another; the use of one's brain to demean another's intelligence; use of one's financial gain to hold oneself above others less fortunate, to buy what was never meant to be bought, etc... I truly hope you get the point.

Now, wanting to 'be'... Simple, that one. You are who you are. Your destiny is written. Certainly, anyone can skew their own destiny but why would you? To skew your destiny is, bluntly, to screw yourself. Ponder, and Blessings Upon All, Dream Teller.

Welcome Back!

2006-01-05T04:49:00.000-08:00

Bonjour and fair day, all.

We're back on line; all settled into our new digs (except for a few minor adjustments). 'Tis with a great deal of relief the transition is over and, hopefully, things will settle into some shadow of normalcy. As you can imagine, our e-mail is piling up faster than we can read it. So, while others are wading through mail, I will post DreamTeller's answers to some that we have already read.

To Lara in Arizona: Aye, and paranormal activity 'tis no' limited by physical boundaries. 'Tis the spiritual boundaries that bind and those according to the particular spirit or demon. Unless you are well-practiced and highly knowledgable in that particular arena 'tis best to stay well away. 'Tis innoncents who are often tapped but, as you have revealed to me that you have never been involved in anything of the sort, 'tis my feeling that you are no' dealing with a 'good' spirit. Leave it be; ignore the desire to return to the place that could well turn out to be your downfall. Blessed May You Be.

To Toni in Wisconsin: 'Tis a choice you, and only you, can make. 'Tis apparent that you have given much thought and soul-searching to the matter. Therefore, by the questions you have posed, 'tis also apparent that you are uncomfortable with the very idea, let alone the end result. The head does no' always lead us where the heart wishes to be and vice-versa. Mayhap you might take a break, clear your head for a few days then return, refreshed, to ponder the situation. My advice; look at it from more than just the obvious angle ('tis uncertainty that causes one to stay within comfortable confines). In other words, one who only colors within the lines and will no' step out of the box is no' one to be considering such a future. Blessed May You Be.

To Marshal in Tennessee: There are reasons why, and a purpose for all things. No one of us is promised an easy road, nor a high road. Quite simply, life 'is' but 'tis up to each of us to live it to the very best of our ability. 'Tis your way of life and why would you be thinking of giving it up to please another? I think you already know you could no' survive (mentally or emotionally) such a drastic change. There are times in one's life when one must bid a fond (or otherwise) farewell to certain people and things, and look ahead. Very often those who implore, bully, and/or use guilt tactics to keep another with them are no more than users and abusers. Remember, one can no' change one's ancestry and genetics. Be proud of yours and allow no one to sway you from your chosen path, for you are destined. Let no' your youth blind you for 'tis youth which is being played upon. Blessed May You Be.

To Jeff in Texas: The idea leaves a lot to be desired, non? Sounds a bit daft when folks go about promising immortality to any who will follow them. You are right of course, 'tis no' more than silly games. However, that does no' mean they are no' possibly dangerous. You are wise to ignore them and wiser yet to keep your son away from them. At thirteen, children are convinced they are wise and invincible and 'tis the parents they will turn from and listen to strangers. Keep a close watch on him and remember you can always fall back on local law enforcement. Blessings Upon Both of You.

To Kerry in Louisiana: 'Tis sad, aye, but our New Orleans has survived many catastrophes in the past. She will rise again, albeit slowly, and be the better for it. Her people are strong of heart and mind, as you and I must be. Look forward and move on with your life. You have a giving heart and a kind nature and those will serve you well. Blessed May You Be.

To Tarren in England: 'Tis no' the best of situations, to be sure, but neither is it the worst. Search your heart then seek the truth, beginning with your mother. 'Tis a long time she has carried the secret and 'tis her need to unburden her soul before she passes which led her to broach the subject with you. One must have the capacity for forgiving in order to attain acceptance. 'Tis your bloodline, and he who seeks to set things right has suffered, greatly. At this juncture in life, 'tis of no real consequence who abandoned who. The whys and wherefores will all come clear in time and 'tis my firm belief you would do well to allow this meeting. Aye, and he is Warlock, and 'tis the passing of those genetics which has long kept you on edge; wondering who you are.'Tis your opportunity to become whom you are destined to be. Blessed May You Be.

To Darrin in Maryland: Aye, and the true Witch does indeed carry a specific mark. Often those appear as no more than a birthmark to the untrained eye. Even though each mark is unique to the owner, 'tis easily recognized by the Kind. You will find that most Witches will keep the mark from plain sight, for 'tis something of a personal nature as well as an identifier of ancestry. In other words, the mark could easily bring danger down upon one from one's enemies. Blessed May You Be.

'Tis all the time we have for e-mail at this time, mon amies. As we are busy setting up schedules and locating associates and allies to let them know where we are, we will continue to touch base with you through our Blog. Hoefully, things will fall into place in a short while. Fair day, all. Kaithlin

E-Mail

2005-12-10T05:10:00.000-08:00

Bonjour mes amies.

'Tis a cold dreary day (nay, I am no' complaining) here in the south. Among our other duties we continue with our packing and moving. We hope to be completely moved by the end of this month; barring any unforseen problems. Aye, 'tis difficult to accomplish what with the holiday season upon us but... What else can one do when the need supercedes all else? Wish us well as we scurry about, hither and yon, like little elves working against a most important deadline. And now to our e-mail.

To Jolie in Louisiana: Keep the faith for all is no' lost. Many of us are struggling to regroup, as you are. The Witch's calendar is chock full of events we would all love to be able to attend this month. I have scaled back in order to meet my immediate duties, but that does no' mean I will no' celebrate the major events in some form or fashion. Do what you can and leave the rest, for 'twill take care of itself in due time. Look forward, mon amie. Blessed May You Be.

To Dwight in Kentucky: You are a man after my own heart. Your tireless efforts will benefit so many children. I am still speechless at your generosity and while we usually do no' accept donations, I did no' have the heart to turn down the wonderful gifts you purchased and collected, out of the goodness of your kind heart. Given the recent disasters that struck our area, many children will no' have a Christmas. I forwarded the gifts to the Warlock Gregory and the Sorceress JoHaunna and they, along with their family, will see that they are dispersed, appropriately. In fact, on the 15th they are hosting a party for the children in their area and some of the gifts will be distributed there. The others will be taken to other children in the different areas affected by the storms. Others of our colleagues are working hard to get gifts and funds to as many families in need as we possibly can, before Christmas. Thank you, again. Blessed May You Be.

To Kennsa in Switzerland: 'Tis the first time I have received e-mail from your lovely Country, and 'tis pleased I am that you are a regular visitor to our blog. Aye, the various Kinds among my colleagues are truly remarkable individuals. 'Tis our intention to teach those willing to learn that different Kinds can and do co-exist. As to your question regarding the Werewolf Michael; you will hear more from him and about him, in the coming year. Michael is an extraordinary man with a heart as big as he is, which goes to show that Werewolves are no' all the beasts the entire Kind is painted to be. He walks among Outsiders, as he goes about his business, but he prefers to live in a small community (tribe) of his own Kind. Though their numbers have been dwindling for some time, I have no doubt the Kind will re-establish itself in these modern times. He works tirelessly, to that end, and his progress has been phenomenol in the past five years. Michael expressed great interest in the information you uncovered and sent us and he is presently working to validate it. When he has completed that task, he will send you a personal evaluation. Blessed May You Be.

To Taurean in Canada: Mayhap, or no'. I have no way of knowing at this present time. As we are stretched thin until after the first of the year, I will put your request on hold until someone can check your facts. 'Tis no' to say I do no' believe you, nor that 'tis of no immediate importance. I would suggest that you stay well away from there since 'tis oft the deserted areas the Kind chooses to inhabit and work from. Until such time that they are discovered, which is oft unlikely considering the weather and the terrain, they are free to move about as they choose. Regardless of your suspicions and fears, do no' get caught spying on them, for there will be no one to help you if caught. In the meantime, if you see evidence of their presence or work in town, e-mail me and let me know. Blessed May You Be.

To 'Destiny Awaits' in S. Carolina: You could no' be more wrong. Life is for the living, no' for simply marking time until another existence. Who is to say you will like the next life as opposed to the previous one? Reward only comes to those who strive to do their best in their present life. That you sit by, idly, no' only gathers negative energy around you, 'twill skew your true destiny. 'Tis that negative energy which prevents you from being hopeful and resourceful. Cast those negative ideals aside and move on with your life, lest the Fates abandon you to your own devices. Blessed May You Be.

To Lynette in Texas: Get a grip on reality, young woman. The Warlock has done you a huge favor, so leave him be. 'Tis patently clear that your path is no' meant to entwine with his. You sound like an imbocile and your continued resistance to his will to be left alone will only gain you trouble. There are only so many ways to say no, and I think he has exhuasted them. No means no. He is no' interested and there is nothing you can do to gain his favor. Like it or no', he has no interest in you, nor will he abandon his lady to meet your ridiculous whims. As to becoming a Witch; evidently, 'tis no' your path, and nothing you do will change that. If he thought you had possibilities he would have sensed them and steered you to the right mentor. Outsider you are, as you were destined to be. Get over yourself.

To Chan in San Francisco: Never is an infinite time. 'Tis your rightful choice to remain a non-believer. Accept what your culture teaches you and forego the continuous, nagging doubts. Leave well enough alone before you find yourself banished from your family. Your father may be a stern man but from what you have told me, it sounds as if he loves you, dearly. He is looking out for your best interests and his fears for you are no' unfounded. Your youth is best spent on better pursuits than attempting to debunk what you do no' understand. Accept the scholarship that will come your way the latter part of next year and put your brilliance to positive use. You and your family will be much happier for it and the benefits will be rewarding. Blessed May You Be.

To Jazzy in Florida: Your choice of friends leaves a lot to be desired. Your child is at risk, for your wishful thinking. Move on and choose a better lot of friends, for your present ones mean you ill will. They are no' what they claim to be and they are playing upon your ignorance and lonliness. Blessed May You Be.

To Elizabeth in Washington: 'Tis no' my call to make. Search your heart and there will you find the answers you seek. Oft times the bold truth is no' to our likeing, but truth will always out. Fear no' what is an intricate part of who you are; rise above all else then do as you will. Once your choice is made and you have no desire to go back on it, things will fall into place. Blessed May You Be.

To Gabe in Alabama: Aye, and Roman thanks you for your assistance. You received a rare privilege, for he is no' known for opening himself up to an Outsider who is an unknown. However he sensed in you an ally, at a time when he desperately needed one to assist him with the child. The boy is in safe-keeping and his father is on his way to to get him. The man is delirious with joy to discover that his son is alive and well; no small thanks to you and Roman. Blessed May You Be.

Blessings upon all during the season, Dream Teller.

Life's Journey

2005-12-06T05:19:00.000-08:00

Fair day, all.

For many of you,' 'tis the season' has taken on a new meaning this year. I have received stacks of e-mail regarding numerous life circumstances that leads me to re-address the topic of life, but more in depth, rather than in general terms. Those situations range from hurricane victims' circumstances to loss of: loved ones through death or divorce; careers and jobs; self-worth, and so on. And I believe that certain related, extenuating circumstances bears the need to re-visit the topic of life.

'Tis my mantra to take what life offers, or takes from one, and deal with it, accordingly. For some, there are times when dealing, accordingly, seems well nigh impossible. As most everyone knows, certain situations can either blindside one or even creep upon one, so that a given situation becomes overwhelming. Nothing new in either of those situations, unless it comes home to roost. We have all heard of such hapstance, and the majority of us either ignore it, as it happens to another, or comment upon how we would handle the situation if in another's shoes. 'Tis human nature to act in either manner, yet, when it happens on a personal level; takes on gigantic proportions, one realizes how ignorant one's former thoughts toward another have been.

One oft seeks help from a stranger, for, again, 'tis human nature to attempt to disguise one's angst for perceived failures, or things of a personal nature, from those closest to one. To hide or disguise feelings, emotions, and needs, begs the question: Why would one not seek help and support from family, friends, clergy; the normal channels one is grounded in? Most often, 'tis pride which prevents one accessing those channels, other times 'tis the desire for a quick fix. In some cases one is without that support system and scrambles to find someone who will hear them out and help them sort through the situation. Then there are those who simply attempt to shoulder their situation, alone.

Either of the above scenarios compounds the problem to the extent that one finds him/her self mired in ever increasing problems, and eventually one becomes overwhelmed. Add in the coming of a holiday season that is meant to be a joyous time, and the burden grows heavier upon one's shoulders. As the saying goes, 'been there, done that'; as many of us have. Many who have overcome their burdens in one form or fashion are wont to look down upon those who do no', or can no', succeed; without knowledge of the intricacies of the other's situation. And therin lies another reason for one's reticence in seeking help close to home.

First, none of us has the right to judge another, merely on face value, nor to liken another's situation to one's own. Some of the visitors to this blog have even gone so far as to refer to a particular e-mail answer I've posted and ridiculed the person who e-mailed questions. Unkindness in any form or fashion is the bane of humanity and those who engage in it are generally those types who consider themselves above reproach. To those I say, unkindness will return to you and you will find yourself on the receiving end of what you dish out. To the rest of you, I bid you take care in thought, word, and deed, for 'tis no' unkindness and contempt which will serve you well in the after-life.

Humanity is what 'tis, and each of us must endeavor to overcome our own weaknesses and penchants for judging others. Those less fortunate, regardless of race, creed, financial background, or situation, who seek help and guidance are as deserving of the same as the rest of us. 'Tis an ages old problem, looking down on those one considers no' of one's own circle, and is a personal failing each of us must work to overcome.

As expected, I have received e-mail from those who say they are thoroughly sick of hearing about hurricane victims' problems, and other's problems or personal thoughts and beliefs on a variety of topics discussed here. To you, I say, this venue is no' a forum geared to your personal satisfaction. Further, 'tis but a stroke of the finger required to disengage from this blog and I bid you, feel free to do so. Otherwise, understand that any messages posted here are considered of value for the one seeking information, and/or a learning tool or entertainment, as the situations warrant, for the rest who visit. Do no' waste your time, or mine, with your mean-spirited griping and grumbling for you only open your thoughts and show your ignorance. Enough said regarding that matter?

As you all know, we, here at the Lair, welcome all well-intentioned visitors to our blog. 'Tis no a forum meant to rival nor appear as a 'Dear Abbey' type forum. If you are new to our blog, you are welcome to access the archives and there you will gain some insight into what we are about. For the most part, we deal with things of an uncommon nature, but there are times when we touch upon very ordinary things when we believe it will serve a good purpose; simple as that. And so I continue with the topic of life.

'Tis a gift, that; life. Certainly there comes a time when many do no' feel as if they are gifted to walk this plane. Some feel they have valid reasoning to feel so, while others simply make wrong choices. Then there are those who seem to lead a charmed existence, where it appears they have all they could possibly ask for. Truth be known, no one person is charmed; free from life's twists and turns. 'Tis destiny which opens the doors of choice to each and everyone; even one born to poverty; one failed by disease; and those who suddenly feel as though a rug has been swept from beneath their feet. And what about those who come into this world without the means to care for themselves? Those situations are a whole other topic, for they are angels in waiting.

But for the rest of humanity, regardless of one's circumstances, one is born with the tools to better one's self. With a mind, a heart, and a soul, all of us have the neccessary means to achieve our destiny. True, there are circumstances that make it more difficult for some than others, but the difficulty factor is only a hurdle one must find one's way over, or around. Some will make every effort, others will simply blame their circumstances and choose to wallow in their misery. Key, here, is choice. We have those to make and for the better or worse, 'tis one's own choices which determine one's fate. One might wonder about the children who fall victim to adult's choices. Their's is a far more difficult challenge to be sure, but who has no' heard about or seen the seemingly lost child who manages to find his/her way out of a terrible situation?

Again, 'tis the mind, heart, and soul of humanity which provides for opportunity, and 'tis the person who refuses to remain down who manages to choose to better, self. One has access to many, valuable, if no' perfect, opportunities for which to help one make his/her way through life. Who among us has no' heard of a successful individual who rose from poverty and despair to become a pillar of the community; to achieve seemingly impossible heights? What is there about them which makes them successful? The stout heart of the lion, the mind which refuses to lie dormant, and the soul which refuses to be damned for wasting any opportunity to fulfill one's destiny.

In my years of struggling through life, I have been blessed to observe, sometimes meet, such individuals; thus, I know what I speak of is fact. I have observed young ones, who seemed to have no viable opportunity to rise above their station in life, thumb their noses at the lack of parental guidance; lack of finances and the nicer things in life; ignore insults to their person; and overcome youthful mistakes, to become all that they can possibly be. I have watched adults who have overcome costly choices they formerly made, and found their true paths in life. 'Tis the ones who give up on life who travel wrong paths destined to failure. 'Tis those who invite all which befalls them which, consequently, are the springboards which lead others of us to judgement; our own failing.

So before you judge whom you consider lost and no' worthy of kindness, take care you do no' add to the burden of one who may well rise to extraordinary heights, and shame you for your harsh judgement. No one of us 'chooses' our birth situation, so does it no' stand that each of us has the right to find our true path, without interference and negativity from those who feel themselves better for their station in life? Humanity is both blessing and curse, and 'tis up to each individual capable of making informed choices to accept the blessing and revile the curse. Privilege, in any form or fashion, is most oft one's downfall. See that yours does no' lead you down the wrong path. Blessed My You Be, Dream Teller.

E-mail

2005-11-30T05:38:00.000-08:00

Bonjour mes amies.

Here at the Lair we are well and truly into our packing and dismantling in preparation for our move. We hope to be settled in at our new site by the end of the month; emergencies withstanding.

Too, all of our colleagues have finally returned to the fold and are now in the process of dealing with their own losses from the storm. So you can see that things will no' get back to normal for a while. We will still be running a skeleton crew until the others have gotten some rest and dealt with personal matters. Be that as it may, we are managing to keep up some semblance of a routine and with that in mind, I will now post Dream Teller's answers to some of our e-mail.

To Brady in South Carolina: Myth and legend are oft considered one and the same but 'tis no' the case. Myths are unverifiable tales and beliefs passed down through the ages; the products of story tellers, bards, and the like. Legends are tales and beliefs passed down through the ages and, though oft' no' verifiable, those are generally accepted as historical fact. The same is true of legendary Beings and mythical Beings. Most times, 'tis difficult for the layman to separate the two. What 'tis really unique is that what once had mythical origins; certain Beings, had no basis in myth but in legend. 'Tis why so many in modern times are careful to keep correct and exact records. And with all of our high-powered technology the task is far less difficult, and the truth less likely to be left to chance or lost. Blessed May You Be.

To Tanner in Pennsylvania: Vampyres were (and continue to be) depicted as horrid beasts with putrid smells and rotting flesh hanging from their skeletal frames and features. In fact, there are such creatures; both legendary and, of course, in these modern times. What one must learn is why they came to be so, for they did no' begin that way. In one of our earliest posts this was discussed but I will gladly visit the topic again. There are various stages of Vampyrism and that due to the way they conduct themselves. Both Vampyres made and those born (aye, and some are born) begin their existence blessed with excellent health. Those 'made' have the more difficult time, for they must learn to adjust to the vast differences in their needs, apart from their former humanity. Being 'gifted' with the powers and skills of the Kind most often is too much for a made Vampyre to handle. 'Tis no' rare that one made will go insane and become the monster of legend. Whether born or made, the Vampyre who uses skill and power for evil purpose will fall victim to the curse of the Kind. The more evil done, the more his/her looks and health will suffer; degenerate, to the point that the physical body and the mind begins to deteriorate. Those who become the creatures of legend are the dangerous stalkers of Human-Kind, and those whom their own Kind must weed out, for obvious reasons. No' only do they give their bretheren a bad name, the evil ones go out of their way to promote dislike and distrust of all Vampyres. Even some born will allow the power to consume them and become such a creature. 'Tis said that their Immortality is key to derailing even the best of the Kind. Consider that; Immortality, and mayhap you will understand the burdens that come with it. To live ages and ages and be forced to constantly guard one's secrets such as, never aging; vast knowledge garnered through time; powers and abilities beyond any known to Human-Kind; lonliness; watching loved ones age and die; boredom, and so on, is difficult in the extreme. But deal with those they must, in order to survive. What they call 'the curse' can be likened to the laws of ordinary societies. To harm or kill another lands one in prison or earns the death penalty in our society. Without the law of their Kind, some would run rampant and destroy other societies and that is no' the way the world was meant to end. Thus, you might understand how very difficult 'tis for the Kind to incorporate themselves into our society. One might try to imagine how terribly bored one with hundreds and thousands of years behind him/her would become in a modern society, where even the eldest citizen could no' carry on an intelligent enough conversation to satisfy the Immortal. But, 'tis how it must be. Garth and Roman have succeeded, as others have. They go out of their way to step back and readjust their thinking; look upon Mortals as children, growing and learning. Garth has even gone so far as to place himself in the position of teacher; some times at schools of higher learning, other times simply by choosing a particular child whom he feels will benefit from his knowledge, and tutoring the child in his/her studies. So, you see it can be done. Blessed May You Be.

To Jasmine in Texas: As I have oft said, children are gifts, no' possessions. If you have used your parenting skills wisely, planted the seeds of right and wrong, and done all the other things parents should do then you can do no more. 'Tis now his road to travel, his path to choose. Take care you are no' attempting to live out your dreams through your son, as some parents are wont to do. Pulling the plug on his college finances for the simple fact that you do no' like his choice of study would, in my opinion, be unjust. As he has followed your choices up until now, leave him the opportunity to seek and find that which you find unpalatable. 'Tis in his right to learn of his heritage and 'tis my belief you have done him a grave injustice by attempting to hide what is inherent in the both of you. How sad that you would wish to 'prevent' him ever discovering what he is and learning to become. Apparently you have had some bad experience or you fear that others may learn of your heritage and judge you harshly for it. And, apparently, you have the same fears for your son. Whatever the case, he is entitled to know and dwell among his own. I leave you with this: Let him fly or lose him. And it harm none. Blessed May You Be.

To Maryann in Ohio: We are no' a service for that type of need. Contact your local law enforcement and begin the steps. As much as we would love to be able to provide a finder's service for all children, we are no able to do so. Blessed May You Be.

To Darcy in Washington: 'Tis no our path nor do we have any desire to change the face of such matters. We do no' become involved in politics. Whether or no' you like them is beside the point. Do your job and stay out of that which is out of your hands. 'Tis dangerous to step over that line for you will only succeed in placing yourself in the line of fire. Blessed May You Be.

To Craig in Montana: 'Twould be foolish to ignore the facts. However, 'twould be equally foolish to merely assume the worst. She has trusted you with the truth and now 'tis up to you to decide whether or no' you can accept her for who she is, and continue the relationship. She sounds a wonderful person. Given that she will no' allow the relationship to continue without you knowing what you are getting into tells me that she is an exceptional and rare find. Being the solitary Witch that she is will no change your feelings for her unless you allow your fears and uncertainties to intrude. Listen to her and learn, for the Healer of her Kind is most often kind and generous of heart. Whatever you decide, keep her trust, for to out her would only harm her, and with no good reason. To answer your question: Aye, a Witch and an Outsider can certainly co-exist; is being done, the world over. Count yourself blessed to know her and do as you will. Your path of choice lies, waiting. Blessed May You Be.

Christmas tradition

2005-11-29T05:13:00.000-08:00

Fair day, all.

As November draws to a close, I have received many requests for information regarding the Christmas season and the Witch's tradition related to that holiday. I am pleased to note that so many of you have done a great deal of research regarding Pagan traditions and delighted I am, for some of you have discovered the parallels between Christianity and Paganism. In fact, some of the older Pagan traditions are the basis for Christian traditions.

The Christmas tree is one such parallel. Pagans have long been devoted to trees. The evergreen in particular is symbolic of eternal life. In olden times it was honored by being decorated; though, never cut down. In modern times Christians rush to purchase the trees that have been cut down for the specific pupose of decorating one's home. Thankfully, laws were eventually passed to protect those in the wild and they are now grown on tree farms for the purpose.

Another parallel is the Yule Log. Christians use it as a decoration for tables and mantles while the Yule Log has long been decorated and burned by Pagans for the purpose of fertility spells and spells of protection. The ashes are preserved for rites during the following Yule season. The Yule Log is generally cut from a yew tree (Pagan tradition) for 'tis thought that Yule derives from the word yew. Chrisitans will use any type of tree for their Yule Log.

Then there is the Yule animal; the boar pig. Whole roast pig is a Pagan tradition and in these modern times Christians are more apt to settle for a pork roast or ham.

Another parallel is the Twelve Days of Christmas (Twelve Nights for Witches). 'Tis a time when Christians and Witches alike celebrate and give gifts. Witches give traditional gifts and indulge in devination, spell-casting, and majic rituals. 'Tis during this time when the thin veil between realms becomes thin or non-existant and Spirits slip across to join with the living devoted to them (such as a loved one who has passed over).

All over the world the Christmas season is celebrated in many fashions for a variety of reasons. 'Tis considered a time for dancing, feasting, singing and gift-giving. Though many of the old traditions have been set aside, or forgotten, by some, the true spirit of Christmas still holds true for the faithful. For Chrisitans 'tis the time to celebrate the birth of the Christ Child, sent to die for their sins. Other faiths have similar celebrations related to their particular God and Savior, and the same is true of Witches who celebrate in the name of their Deities.

What matters most here is that all faiths are free to worship and celebrate in their own fashion, and no one should castigate another for his/her choice of belief. But each of us is charged with remembering the true reason and meaning for the season. While merry-making is an acceptable practice, let it no' take the place of of that which is far and away more important and meaningful.

Home again

2005-11-26T03:27:00.000-08:00

Good morning.

This is Garth coming to you. I'd like to thank all of you who e-mailed your concerns for me while I've been away. As I look back on these past few months during which the hurricanes ravaged the southern states and left such devastation in their wakes, I am in awe of the resilience of Human Kind. Seeing the physical damage wrought, first hand, was enough to take this Immortal to his knees. But as I worked among those who lost everything they possessed; watched them refuse to give up, I have to tell you I gained a new respect for people of all walks of life.

I wish to tell you about a particular scenario that is forever burned into my brain. The night after Katrina struck New Orleans, I came upon a young man who was scouring the dark streets, looking for his family. He was soaked to the bone, dirty and unkempt, such that one might have taken him for a street person. From the shadows I watched him progress through an area hard hit; literally,not fit for man nor beast. In the hoarse voice calling out their names, over and over, I heard his deep anguish and fear. I followed him for the better part of two hours; until his voice finally gave out, and he could do no more than croak. He left nothing to chance, overturning debris; forcing his way through dangerously damaged buildings; wandering on and on.

As torrents of rain and wind buffeted him, often threw him down, or tossed him against buildings, I wondered how much more he could take before he was failed by flying debris. But he kept going, head bowed against the elements, searching and searching. Along and along his anguish turned to despair and even as his proud carriage deserted him and his shoulders slumped, he kept on looking. It was at that point that I knew he would go until he could go no more. I stepped out in front of him and when he spotted me, the look on his face nearly failed me. But it was what he said that drove into my heart. With tears streaming down his face he croaked in a broken voice, "Mister, please...help me. I can't find my wife and my little girl. I have to find them before..." He couldn't speak another intelligible word and he fell to his knees and silently wept in despair.

I helped him up and led him away to a building that was reasonably sturdy and there in his raspy, broken voice he told me his story. He'd been working out of state when the news broke that the storm was set to hit New Orleans. He left immediately for home, and while miles and miles of vehicles were streaming out of the state, he was heading into it where his wife and child were waiting until he could get to them. He was within a hundred miles or so of New Orleans when he lost cell phone contact with his wife. The closer he got, he discovered the way into the city had been barricaded. He abandoned his vehicle and continued on foot; dodging roadblocks and hiding from law enforcement agents who he knew would force him to turn back. He made it into the city proper, barely an hour before the hurricane bore down on it. And it was there, in the eye of the hurricane, that he holed-up in an alleyway near Jackson Square.

All through the roaring storm he prayed and prayed that his wife and daughter had found shelter before the storm struck. With no concern for himself, he waited it out; miraculously, managing to stay alive. When the worst was over he began trying to make his way through the French Quarter to his destination. Again, he was forced to hide from law-enforcement, as well as the mongrels with guns and knives who haunted the abandoned city. He ignored the looting and shouting and pressed on though he never made it to where his family was to have waited for him. By nightfall, he knew if they'd remained where he told them to be, they were likely dead. And so he began scouring the dark streets on the off-chance that they'd headed into downtown New Orleans. And that was when I found him.

Like him, I feared they'd perished, for I'd already been where they were supposed to be, and I knew no small woman and child could have survived the devastation that was left behind. But as he would not give up his search, my heart wouldn't allow me to walk away and not help him. And so we searched and searched and then, as dawn approached I found myself in a quandary. I had to leave him on his own or tell him who I was and take him with me. Rather than add to his misery, I made the choice to render him incapable of going on, for I knew there was the possibility that he would drown or come to other harm before I could return.

When the next night fell, he awoke in the upstairs room of an abandoned home. He sat up in bed and a strange look came over his face as he tried to figure out how he'd gotten there and why he'd abandoned his search. He looked at me and I knew I had to answer the questions in his eyes. I provided him with a meal and as he ate, I revealed myself to him. Instead of the shock and disbelief I expected from him, he squared his shoulders and stood up and demanded that I prove myself. While I'd never answered to any such demand, I knew we could move faster and search more thoroughly for his family if we weren't forced to stay afoot. And so I did; disappeared and reappeared then levitated near the ceiling. Again, I witnessed no shock and disbelief but awe and wonder. As he collapsed in his chair, with no thought that he might be in danger, he got excited. In his raspy voice he roundly chastised me for not telling him sooner so that we could have made use of my abilities the previous night. I had to laugh at that and then I left him to go feed, while he finished his meal.

When I returned some few moments later, he was ready to begin the search, anew. And so we did. Through wind and rain, I used my Immortal skills to carry us where we needed to go and used my strength to move debris and such. I kept us invisible as we searched the shelters that housed the thousands of people packed into them. Another two nights passed and he began to lose hope but still, we searched. On the third night we had but one avenue left to us to exhaust. His heart was both broken and overjoyed, simultaneously, for in the flooded ruins of his own home we found them. His five year old daughter was clinging to the hand of his dead wife; both floating among the debris.

If I live to another thousand years I will never understand how that little girl managed to stay afloat all that time. Neither will I understand the full impact of the sorrow and joy my friend experienced. He'd lost his childhood sweetheart but found the gift she'd left behind for him. I'm not ashamed to say I broke down and wept with him for his loss and his find. It was most difficult for him to come to terms with having to abandon his wife's body in order to take his child out of there but he did.

I took them out of there, placed them in Texas with some friends of mine, and went back to retrieve his wife's body for a proper burial. You can't imagine how difficult it was to return and have to tell him that his house was gone and I didn't find her. And as if he hadn't suffered enough, he and his daughter had to flee Texas when hurricane Rita began blowing in. But I'm happy to say that both father and daughter are physically well and while it will take time for them to get over their loss, they now reside within the safety of my circle of trusted friends and allies. He has chosen to raise his child among us and we are all happy to have them. Along and along, when she is old enough to understand, he has our permission to tell his daughter about us. I believe the Fates drew us together and meant them to become part of our circle. I am in awe of the little blonde haired cherub who calls me Uncle Garth and the man with courage of steel, who allows me to hold her, without fear for her safety.

At this writing, I have to constantly wrestle Roman for her time and affection for he, too, has lost his heart to our little cherub. Yep, even big, bad Vampyres can fall in love. Garth.

Riddle solved, and E-mail

2005-11-25T07:26:00.000-08:00

Fair day, all.

I hope you all had a happy Thanksgiving.

The answer to our riddle was solved. Only three, Craig from Utah; Onyxroots in Germany; Kelsey from Hawaii, recognized the simlicity that led to the answer. Many is the time one is wont to take something simple and turn it upside down and all about in the effort to make it more difficult. Solutions are no' always difficult, my friends. There is beauty in simplicity if one but takes the time to recognize it. Some of you thought the answer was God, while others thought it was our resident Vampyre, Garth. Go back and study the riddle again, for contained within were the very visible clues, no heart; no soul; no physical body; the ability to be everywhere and nowhere, at will. Thus, you will discover 'twas never a mortal, nor spirit, made to the likeness of man (though some consider it spirit). The answer is the 'Wind'.

'Twas written by a young woman on my staff; recently come among us this past year. Bethany aspires to be a poet and author and she has a wonderful gift for taking the most ordinary words and turning them into beautiful descriptive works of art. She wrote 'Who Am I' in a matter of moments and as I watched her, I realized how easily her thoughts take shape and flow from her fingers, while I, the seasoned writer, struggle to do the same. Some of her works, which she declares no more than scribbles, are absolutely remarkable. She has the gift for touching one's every emotion, as the mood strikes her. In future, I will publish some of her works so that you may also enjoy their beauty.

An now I will turn it over to Kaithlin to publish my responses to your e-mail. Blessed May You Be, Dream Teller.

Bonjour, mes amies. Happy Thanksgiving! Thanks to all of you who responded to the challenge to find the answer to Bethany's riddle. 'Twas fun reading your answers and discovering which direction you took in order to attempt to solve it. The mind is a wonderful tool, and while most of your answers were incorrect, they were quite interesting. And now, on to the business of the day, as we all want to get on with the enjoyment of this holiday. Be safe.

To Derrick in Arizona: Taking time to ponder a situation 'tis never a wasted effort. 'Tis ignoring the signs of danger that will lead one to jump into a situation that may no' bode well for one. As you have obviously discovered the truth of that, do no' second guess yourself. Leave it be, for walking the dark realm without benefit of one to support and guide you will only lead to disaster. If you are meant to receive a visit from her spirit it will happen in due time. To attempt to force the issue by such means is pure folly. Many of us who lose loved ones often think we would do anything to see them, one more time. But the fact that you fear the mode and method of such a sight tells me you are no' ready. You do no' have to 'see' her in order to speak with her. Tell her those things in your heart, for in the saying will you find great comfort. Despair no more, for none of us feels we have said all that needs saying before 'tis too late. Blessed May You Be.

To Tricia in Texas: Witches are both made and born. The true Witch is born of generations of the Kind. Their talents and skills are inherent and throughout life must be honed. The Witch, made, is generally one who has latent talents and is most often discovered by a true Witch or other Kind with inherent senses for discovering the hidden talent/skill. Merely wanting to be a Witch will no' make it so, no matter how hard one studies in order to become. 'Tis rare that an Outsider can accomplish the becoming of Witch by one's self, but it does happen on the occassion. Will it happen for you? Much depends on that. Gobbling up every book on the open market will certainly increase your knowledge base, but unless you can tell fact from fiction... I would suggest that you spend your time getting to know your inner self before you attempt spells contained in those books. Some are harmless, but there are some that 'seem' harmless and will backfire on you unless you know how to protect yourself. The majority are merely ficticious of nature, for true working spells are closely guarded and no' published for everyday consumption. Stay safe and Blessed May You Be.

To Jackson in Maryland: Aye, and fair day to you, also. One does no' always recognize what is right beneath one's nose. Life is a gift and while your path is no' always clear, 'tis a choice you must make in order to proceed. Wrong turns are no' mistakes but stepping stones to discovery, unless one knowingly ignores the signs which prompt one in the true direction. As I have oft said, purposely taking the easy route (low road) will only lead one astray. While many will do so with quicker success in mind, the goal is rarely achieved. 'Tis human nature to take the path of least resistence, for confrontation of any sort is contrary to nature. But life presents confrontations; tests, if you will, and face them one must. Learning the art of confrontation is key to successfully overcoming whatever hurdle one finds in one's path, be it human, or otherwise. Learn that art and apply it accordingly and you will soon discover that 'tis no more than the proper solution to the problem at hand. Blessed May You Be.

To The Wanderer in England: 'Tis of no consequence where you go. Remember the old saying, "You can run but you can't hide". Return and face up to your mistake. One should never take what can easily be traced by the fact that the very essence of the owner is contained within. The longer you attempt to deceive, the greater will be your punishment. Do no' continue to toy with one who is possessed of such power. 'Tis obvious you are being given the opportunity to rectify the deed, else you would no' be in any position to e-mail me. Too, what you have taken can no' gain you anything. Try and sell it and major trouble will beset you. Take heed.

To Jade in Louisiana: 'Tis sound judgement, indeed. Continue on your way, for the goal is a worthy endeavor. Blessed May You Be.

To Diana in Georgia: Turn about is no' the solution for fair play is no' his way. Leave it be and walk away and consider yourself blessed to have escaped. You are no' marked at this point but to continue in that direction will only lead to such a dire consequence. Blessed May You Be.

Zealot, unmasked

2005-11-23T07:40:00.000-08:00

Bonjour mes amies.

As the month of November draws to a close, we have seen many changes in the past year. No' only in our own areas but the world over, change is afoot. Weather, political upheaval, and religious values are but a few of those changes that impact our lives. But more, 'tis the growing unrest within ourselves which we must deal with before attempting to deal with the overt unrest brought about by the above changes.

Mayhap our inner turmoil is part and parcel of the general unrest, but there is also that which many of us deny or fail to give name and voice to, which contributes to the overall feelings we sometimes are prone to either ignore or grumble and complain about. How many times have you heard someone say "the world is going to hell in a handbasket", or "life is the pits", or "who gives a damn?" If one buys into such statements then one is likely no' looking for a solution to one's problems, but looking for a way to opt out of taking responsibility for and facing their personal problems.

Who among us wants to delve deeply into his/her own self and take a good look at perceived failures, lack of responsibility, or the like? No' many, I grant you. But to merely skim the surface of life and place blame and responsibility for one's problems on the handiest situation or person, is no' to live at all. Nay, 'tis only a means of existence; just getting by. And mere existence is a sad state of affairs. Were each and every one of us to opt only for getting by, our world would disintegrate around us. Our great Nation would become like those run by dictators, no rights; choices; freedoms.

And while each of us enjoys personal rights, choices, and freedoms there are those who are continuously chipping away at them, while some stand by and allow it to happen. Religious zealots preach gloom and doom and attempt to destroy other religions unlike theirs; political power mongers demand that we adhere to their beliefs and choose to side with their faction; and others, yet, decry one's rights of freedom and choice as unjust, if unlike their own. 'Tis a fine line we walk between freedom and the alternative.

What to do about it? Stand up, speak up, and be counted, otherwise... There is no need to shout in peoples' faces, chain one's self to block some public passage, nor crawl on one's belly, like a serpent, in public to make a point. 'Tis done every day by those who seek to destroy individual's freedoms and choices. Power is in numbers; the ability to shut down the zealots, the nay-sayers, and the takers of others rights.

Case in point: We recently received an e-mail from a highly placed religious zealot who made some bold statements against Witches. He claimed that his God would destroy all Pagans; even those who hold sway with some Christian faiths. (Aye, and there are Witches with dual religious beliefs). But that aside, Pagans have the same rights and freedoms as anyone else. The majority of Pagans are quite amiable sorts; respectful of others' religious beliefs. Sure, there are those few, as in every faith, who disrespect other faiths. But no' all Pagans can be lumped into one lot, anymore than those of other religious persuasions.
He went on to say that Dream Teller is publishing garbage that will warp the morals and values of the innocent, and the 'weak-minded'. Never mind that he considers himself a moral individual, as he set about spewing vitrolic threats. He even went so far as to refer to the Witches of Salem and stated that, like them, modern-day Witches should be hanged or, better yet, burned at the stake, to give them a taste of hells fire. And how heathen is one who makes such a statement?

So, as we continue to try and deal with the aftermath of the hurricane (he claims it was sent down upon us because we are Pagans and that those of other faiths who were affected were collateral damage), we wrestle with the inner turmoil of a personal nature. For myself, I am standing up to be counted; standing firm against the likes of that zealot. And I truly believe his threats will earn him a taste of the fires of Hades, for no Christian would even whisper such vile threats. I do no' have to shout, chain myself, or writhe in the street to get my point across. Rather, I have had my say and I will watch that zealot pounding his pulpit as he goes about fleecing his flock of moral thought, for financial gain. And who is the true heathen? Recognize zealots for what they are, power-mongers; thieves; immoral dogs in the manger.

Blessed May You Be, Kaitlin.

Faery Folk (continued)

2005-11-21T05:12:00.000-08:00

Fair day, all. I will continue the discussion of Faery Folk.

Generally, Faeries are placed in two specific catagories; those who determine the fate and destiny of humans, and those who hold dominion over birth, fertility, love, animals and botanicals. Both types are said to be involved with the transition between life and death of their charges. Hence, 'tis understandable that all living things play a part in things of a religious nature.

Birth-spirit Faeries (Fatit)are those whom we know as the Fates (those which bestow a newborn's destiny). Nature-spirit Faeries are those who hold dominion over wild nature and are divided into two catogories, Trooping Faeries and Solitary Faeries. Trooping Faeries live in sophisticated societies much like ours and 'tis said they leave their homes at least once a year; traveling in procession for a specific purpose. Solitary is misleading for the fact that many of this race live in packs. Solitary refers to the fact that they lead a simple existence in forests and water and they do no' troop, for they stay to themselves.

Dryads (Greek origins) are female spirits of the woodlands; guardians of trees, forests, and groves. They are said to make their homes in trees. Myth has it that to see a Dryad is unlucky for, so say, they only make themselves visible when displeased and mean to deliver disciplinary measures to those who would harm their domain. Notably, 'tis the Dryads so often romanticized in fantasy novels which bespeak of the Woodland nymphs. According to my sources, Dryads inhabit modern-day society when they choose to, which lends credence to the fact that as the world evolves, so do other Kinds evolve with the times.

Elves (Teutonic origins) are mistakenly thought to be a race of Faery. But 'tis no' the case, as they are a race unto themselves. They figure prominently in childrens' tales and are often portrayed as minature Beings; particularly, as Santa's helpers. In truth, Elves present in every shape and size (like humans). They have their own kingdom that directly parallels human societies and some are benevolent while others are hostile. They freely move about in modern society (changing times) and make use of any amenity, as we do, to better their existence. Certainly, they have the ability to amass great fortunes (they are highly intelligent), appear and reappear (they are spirits), and live according to their own code. Some are wont to avail themselves of Human-Kind and 'tis a known fact that Elfin children are born of those associations. 'Tis rare, those children, but they have distinguishing characteristics that set them apart from their fully human counterparts. Those children are tiny, have pointed ears, sweet countenances, and are extremely intelligent; well beyond their age. Sadly, they do no' survive to adulthood (rarely past toddler stage) and 'tis thought that is so because Elvin and Human genetics are no' compatible. To meet an Elvin-Human child is a most delightful experience (aye, and I have) for 'tis to come away with a sense of beauty and innocence that transcends any other.

Lauma (Lithuanian origins) can be seen (if they choose to be seen) near clear springs at night and spinning beneath the moon. 'Tis thought their activities link the worlds of Fatit and that of the Nature-Spirit race. Myth has it that Lauma were guardians of the poor and protectors of orphaned children but at this writing, I have been unable to verify the legendary belief. But 'twould be wonderful to confirm such a legend, non?

I will stop there for today and have Kaithlin address some of your e-mail. Blessed May You Be.

Bonjour, mes amies. 'Tis a rather bleak, cold day in the South, this morning. However, I will no' complain, as some of our sister states are experiencing much worse conditions and I am too thankful that I am no' trudging through snow and ice! Brrrr! Some of us Southerners much prefer the languid heat and humidity common to our area the major part of the year. Alas... Well, on to business:

To Antoinette in Italy: Aye, your country's history is rich in lore, and I am aware that Italians are fiercely passionate about their myths and legends. I am also aware of the many Covens of Witches that reside there; in fact, have had some pleasant dealings with one of those. Italians are most warm and welcoming and the Coven greeted me with their wonderful brand of friendship. I thank you for your offer to speak at your Coven's gathering this month but due to the recent hurricane damage we incurred, my time is limited. Mayhap in the future? Blessed May You Be.

To Jacie in Arkansas: The line between White and Black Majic is oft blurred to one who has little knowledge of either practice. 'Tis best to seek other avenues, for Outsiders who dabble in the unknown can easily find themselves in over their heads. Unless you know a reputable practicioner of the White Arts who can ascertain whether or no' your 'friend' is whom he claims to be, 'twould be folly to take him at his word. Follow your instincts and Blessed May You Be.

To Marrissa in New York: She is your child and therefore your responsibility. A fifteen year old has no business hanging out at such places for those are dangerous in the extreme. Role playing can and oft does progress into the dark realm where children are lured for evil purposes. 'Tis your duty to parent and no' to try and be her friend. Both of you should steer clear of Vampyre haunts lest you stumble upon the real thing. Blessed May You Be.

To Michael in Florida: We all have much to give thanks for this Thanksgiving. Look forward, no' back for the true path lies before you and what is behind is done. Salvage what you can of your life and leave her to go her own way. 'Tis her choice to make and if in the making she stumbles and falls, you can no' be held responsible. Make haste, for life is short. Blessed May You Be.

To Jeb in Louisiana: 'Tis no' your task to retrieve it. Leave the owner to that, for mayhap 'tis meant to be. Something of that nature is dangerous to the inexperienced and requires a knowledgeable individual to handle it. What you have described leads me to believe it belongs to one who is Warlock, and more than likely 'twas placed there for a specific purpose. Stay away and do no' interfere. Blessed May You Be.

To David in Indiana: The choice is yours. Take care to choose the right path. Blessed May You Be.

A staff member speaks out.

2005-11-19T08:15:00.000-08:00

Morning, all.

Here at the Lair we've been extremely busy packing and preparing for the move to our new physical location. We will all miss this location because for some of us it was our first place of association with Dream Teller. But as she often reminds us, life is a journey; a series of changes, some expected and some not. We all know this move will be most difficult for Dream Teller. Here is where she spent the final weeks with her beloved spouse, caring for him until his death. She has found comfort in these surroundings that hold precious memories of that time, as well as those of sorrow. Yet, she smiles and goes on with her journey. And so will we.

Our next location is new to the staff but not to Dream Teller. She is moving into the family home where she can keep a watchful eye over her beloved, elderly father. Maintaining one's own life as well would present something of a challenge for others but Dream Teller is, first and foremost, a caretaker and is blessed with a wonderful loving family. Their strong ties have served the family well over the years and it is from that family that the many of us, without family of our own, have come to know the true depth of caring and sharing.

Life... Without exception, every curve and bend in the road is frought with uncertainty. At some point in life, it falls to each of us to adjust our plans, accordingly. Those who are unwilling to navigate those curves and bends and yield to the tasks they encounter, in lieu of their own wants and desires, stand to discover the raw truth about themselves. Selfishness and shortsigtedness will always come back to haunt that type of individual. Those are the folks who whine and moan their way through life; take exception to having their lives burdened with what they consider most unfair. I have witnessed such, time and again, and it is difficult to feel sorrow for the shirker.

Where am I going with this? It is my hope that I will reach at least one person, (who willingly or inadvertantly, as the case may be, turns a blind eye to others in need) in time to turn them in the right direction. Why? It is my path; teaching, calling attention to wrongs that must be righted, before it is too late. In our line of work, we see so many in need of assistance; both children and adults. And sad to say but their loved ones; often family members, and/or friends, are too busy or uncaring enough to put themselves out to help. Rather, they expect others to take up the task for what is most often considered a burden.

Modern society has led many to forget from whence they came; forget those who helped get them where they are, and forget the importance of returning the love and caring. If you are one of those who have forgotten what it is to need assistance I adjure you, take stock. Pause and reflect upon all who provided you with the means to successfully accomplish your goals and desires. For one who fails to give back will fail to attain a higher plane of existence. Whether that assistance be in the form of taking charge of a family member; giving of your time, or seeking other needed assistance for someone, open your eyes and heart to their plight. Don't fob them off on someone else, or some public entity, merely to salve your conscience or make it easier for you.

If you have no one close in need of your assistance, take a little time out of your busy life and volunteer your services. Nursing homes, hospitals, and children's service organizations all need assistance caring for their wards. One of our colleagues recently put himself out to find assistance for a family of children who lost their parent in the hurricane that destroyed their home, too. That colleague faces his own losses, yet...

Life is not just about you or me, nor will it ever be. It is not just about climbing social and financial ladders in order to show off one's expertise in achieving those particular goals. Without a heart, one's soul is in dire straits. Closed minds and hearts will only earn you what your selfish efforts deserve. Look ahead and navigate the bends and curves in life, with care and concern. If you look back and see your path strewn with those you have carelessly neglected to lend aid to, someone will certainly forget to lend you a helping hand in your time of need. Take heed, and fair warning, Gretchen.

E-mail and messages

2005-11-17T06:47:00.000-08:00

Bonjour mes amies.

You will note that we have gone to larger print to accomodate those who have let us know they have difficulty reading the smaller print. Per force, the posts will appear longer but such will no' be the case. I will post Dream Teller's answers to some mail then post some messages. We begin:

To Jeff in Minnesota: I am pleased you enjoy the recent posts regarding Faery Folk. I accessed the two web sites you mentioned and found them to be both beautifully constructed and particularly interesting. While some of the information is in direct conflict with what I am offering, by no means do I think the authors are attempting to mislead. Remember, each of us has the right to offer what we feel is of importance. Each person perceives historical and mythological information differently, as with any other topic of interest. In so far as few can claim actual knowledge of Faery Folk, one must make one's own choice to believe, or no', what they are reading.The same holds true with any Kind being discussed. I continue to receive mail from some of our good visitors who view my blog as no more than entertainment. 'Tis as it should be, for if you recall (if no', check my archieves) I began this venture by stating that the blog would serve two purposes; informational, for those seeking truth, and entertainment for those seeking only that. Blessed May You Be.

To Melinda in West Virginia: Be still and listen. Once you re-learn to hold your focus, the noise will recede and the message will come clear. Very often, following a tragic event in one's life, former abilities fade to the background until the tragedy is dealt with. My deepest condolences for your loss, dear. While you are a 'Solitary' there are times when one needs to surround one's self with family and others of one's Kind. Seek those who have offered you support and share your burden, for 'tis to great to carry alone. Remember that children are Innocents and they move on to a higher plane, when taken from us at an early age. As you well know, to continue to contact your child's spirit at this early stage will more than likely confuse her. Leave her to come to you in her own time then give her the freedom to move into the light, and all will be well with her. For your own good, give yourself permission to grieve and then move on with your life. You already know these things but they are extrememly difficult to apply to one's self. Your child has completed her earthly tasks and now you must endeavor to complete yours. Blessed May You Be.

To Garret in Georgia: 'Tis a choice only you can make. Let faith be your guide and allow no one to cause you to waver in what you already know to be the right choice of path. Do no' romanticize what has no romantic basis, for to do so will lend you heartache and ills. The easy path rarely proves out and deception is no way of life. Blessed May You Be.

To Justine in California: Why ever would you toss aside truth for lies? Follow your instincts; examine what you have told me, and there will you find your answer. No matter what is told you, one can no' ressurect the past, and nor should one try. 'Tis the present and the future which you must consider and strive to live both, well. He who pressures you to turn away from family and friends will lead you down the dark path. Stay away, and leave him to his dark journey, for he is lost. Blessed May You Be.

To Raven in Louisiana: Blessings upon you, as well. I thank you for your timely intervention, for all children deserve protection. Our wonderful state suffered a terrible blow but 'tis my heartfelt belief that she will rise again, and be the better for it. The Warlock Gregory is presently making arrangements for shelter for the children, and he will be in direct contact with you within the week. There is a very special couple willing to take them in and keep them together. Reassure them, as you have been doing, that they will no' be separated nor left to fend for themselves. Aye, their present situation is sad but as there is no help for it, among us we can see that their future is assured. 'Tis your calling which has greatly endeared you to us and I look forward to meeting with you. Blessed May You Be.

To Beth in Maine: The move should prove to be a successful one. Continue along your chosen path, for the light of protection surrounds you. You are gifted and most wise, and many will benefit from your gifts. At this time, Garth is unavailable but in due time he will check into your concerns. 'Tis his area of expertise and I am certain he can handle the situation without anyone being the wiser. Stay clear until he assesses the situation. Blessed May You Be.

To all who have inquired of Garth: Nay, he has no' answered our summons to return from the field. As you all know, he is quite stubborn, and 'tis his big heart that leads him to exhaust himself in his efforts to render aid where most needed. His beloved Jessica is with him and so we leave her to rein him in when she sees the need to do so; and rein him in, she will.

Fair day, all; Dream Teller.

Faery (continued), and more.

2005-11-15T05:43:00.000-08:00

Fair Day, all.

Our mail this past week indicates how many of you are interested in the diffierent races of Faery, and their origins. Some have disagreed with me on one point or another but, if you recall, I made my position clear. My information is derived of research which I then cross reference with certain of my colleagues, who have first hand knowledge of certain of these Beings. History and Lore are rich with confliciting accountings and no' all can proved nor disproved. And so I remain steadfast in offering what is yours to believe or reject.

The Tylwyth Teg (Fair Family) are of Welsh origins. They are reknowned for their shape-shifting abilities and so 'tis no' surprising there are many and varied reports of them maifesting as Human Kind, in a variety of sizes. Theirs is an organized society of both males and females, which is ruled by a King. The Tylwyth Teg are indigenous to remote areas such as forests, mountainous regions, and islands off the Welsh coastlines. Modern-day accountings of Woodland Faeries, nocturnal spirits, are thought to be descendants of the Fair Family. Their race if often romanticized in fantasy novels, for 'tis their love of dance and music and Faery Rings which appeal to the Human senses.

The Keshalyi race are of Romanian origins. As their name is thought to be derived from the word for 'spindle', so it goes that the Keshalyi are directly associated with the deities who spin the threads of fate. The race prefers remote forests and mountain glades and most often they are encountered in Transylvania (aye, there truly is such a place). Lore has it thatAna, Queen of the Keshalyi, was beautiful, kind, and generous and lived in a glorious castle. So beautiful that the King of Demons (malevolent spirits known as Locolico) fell in love with her but his advances were spurned. In retaliation, he and his band of demons stormed the castle and began devouring her race. Ana agreed to marry him to spare the others of her race. So said, she bore him ten children and horrified by her progeny, she inflicted disease upon them. A pact was struck between the couple so that Ana gained her freedom in exchange for her promise to marry one of the King's Locolico whenever one of the Keshalyi reached 999 years of age. Her shame and remorse led her to hide within her palace from which she rarely ventures. Mayhap the Keshalyi association with fate and the subsequent shame of Ana is why The Fates (three sister deities) are notorious for their rigid, often uncompromising way of dealing justice to all Kinds.

Blessed May You Be, Dream Teller.

Bonjour, mes amies. Although we said we would no' have time for brain teasers for a while, one of our staff wrote one in her spare time and Dream Teller agreed we could present it. This is no' a contest with which a prize will be awarded, but merely a fun thing. All the clues are given here, so guess it if you can.

Who Am I?

A phantom I will ever be,

Where e'er I choose to roam.

No ties to bind nor capture me,

For all the world is home.

I am many things but wear no face,

Upon for tears to rest.

I give and take but have no soul,

No heart within my chest.

I've crossed vast oceans in my time,

Haunted every moonlit shore,

Hovered 'pon yon crags and moors,

Above the ocean's roar.

I've raced across the flatlands,

With no legs to carry me,

Fallen silent; ever watchful,

With no eyes for which to see.

I've whispered gentle words of love,

No voice with which to speak.

Tasted all life has to give,

Though no tongue was given me.

I've keened in abject sorrow,

Oft wailed in misery,

I've whispered through the ages,

Of joyous times with thee.

I've roared my fury loud and long,

Sent the mighty to their knees,

Inflicted death upon the lands,

And stirred the mighty seas.

I'm felt though I am never touched,

And never have been seen,

A spirit I will ever be,

For phantom is my mien.

Beautiful, non? Blessed May You Be, Kaithlin

Faery

2005-11-11T06:23:00.000-08:00

Fair day to all.

I have received many inquiries concerning Faeries; the least understood of Kinds in the mortal world. I have no' had the good fortune to personally make the acquaintence of these folk but I have done much research over the years. There is a plethora of information one may access in search of the truth of the various races of Faery, and many times I have turned to those of my colleagues who have 'actual' knowledge, to guide me. I have also visited many websites which pay homage to the Kind, as many of you have done, and so I will attempt to impart truth rather than make them all out to be the sweet little winged creatures most preferred by mortals. As there are many races, I will address a few at a time, until I have spoken to each of those.

Most notable are the Gaelic Sidhe (pronounced shee), and many consider Sidhe the 'true' Faery Folk. Some claim Sidhe are ancient Celtic Gods who exist in Ireland, the Scottish Highlands, and on the Isle of Man. Others claim the Sidhe are Pagan spirits of Ireland known as Tuatha de Danann (children of Danu). Purportedly, the legendary race ruled Ireland then were defeated by invaders and took shelter in earth barrows (sidhe), from which the name was derived. The Tuatha de Danannn are also known as Marcra shee (translates to fairy cavalcade) or slooa-shee (fairy host). Some consider the Sidhe to be God-like while others claim they are demons who are earth-bound. The Sidhe are said to belong to an elaborately structured society which parallels human society. Mayhap that is due to historical accounts that Sidhe have intense relationships with humans, characterized by both love and hostililty.

The solitary Sidhe are considered a separate race; and are commonly associated with death. The Bean-Sidhe (translates to banshee) which means Fairy Woman or Woman of the Faery Mound (faery mound is another name for barrow). 'Tis long been told that the Bean-Sidhe brings about death or injury to any who hear her wail. But according to my sources, the Bean-Sidhe do no' kill or injure, nor does she wail for just anyone. Rather, she attaches to a particular family. When a member of the family dies (natural death) she is the personal escort to the realm of the dead, and her wails signify her mourning for the passing.

Next are the Baobhan Sith (pronounced Buhvan shee) which translates to 'Faery Woman', also indiginous to the Scottish Highlands. They are shape-shifters who take the form of hooded crows or ravens; for the purpose of protecting animals in the forest. They also manifest themselves as women for the 'faery dance' and are mostly benevolent spirits unless sufficiently angered. Hunters are most likely to get on their dark side, for it is said that only spiritually initiated hunters who perform correct hunting rituals which enable animals to resurrect and return to life, are permitted to hunt. Legend has it that the Baobhan Sith manifest as beautiful women to lure and seduce the ininitiated hunter to his death.

I will stop here and move on to answer some of your e-mail:

To Josh in Delaware: Esbats are celebratory days which generally equate to any scheduled traditional ritual for Covens or solitary Witches. Those are usually celebrated in conjunction with a new moon or a full moon; thus, there are thirteen annual esbats (fourteen with the occassional blue moon). No' all Witches celebrate both new and full moon, which goes back to the traditions of the particular Witch or Coven. They are joyous celebrations in which moonlight charges the body with majical energy; the reason many Witches prefer to celebrate sky-clad (without clothing). What you have described is by no means evil, but the way of practicioners of White Majic, and more than likely, you did no' go unnoticed in your hiding place. Were it the celebration of practicioners of Black Majic, you would no' be around to ask your questions. Take care no' to brand all Witches as evil-doers. Blessed May You Be.

To Danie in Texas: Sigils are specific to majical and spiritual purposes. They are seals; geometric designs enclosed in a circle. Commanding and compelling spirits makes use of such seals since each spirit possesses a specific sigil. The book you allude to gives me pause for concern and makes me wonder why you would wish to attempt such actions as to call upon spirits, of which you have no real knowledge. 'Tis a dangerous proposition; that, for you will certainly blunder into what you can no' handle. Do no' romanticize that which is far from romantic, but more, a path into darkness. Return the book to its owner and no harm will be done. Blessed May You Be.

To Jacey in Arkansas: In as much as that particular information would serve you no useful purpose, I will no' impart the specifics to you. 'Tis a dangerous situation you are involved in and I will no' be a party to it. You are far too young to know what is best in that situation, and I plead with you to take no part in such a ceremony. You are at great risk, child. Take yourself away from them and do no' believe they have welcomed you and are acting in your best interests, for no' 'tis the case. Your innocence and naiivte are the draw, and nothing more. Blessed May You Be.

Information and e-mail

2005-11-09T08:42:00.000-08:00

Bonjour, mes amies.

Many of you are asking why no comments are allowed on our posts. At the beginning, we explained that we welcome your comments when offered in an acceptable manner. But due to the fact that there are always those who use foul language and threats, we prefer to have you e-mail your comments so that we can weed out the offensive language. As in the past, we answer both negative and positive e-mail; for everyone is entitiled to voice their opinions. To post both question and answer separately would require too much space, so we incorporate them so you will get a clear understanding of the process.

You've also inquired why we do no' share links with other blogs and the same applies. Because we have no control over the information offered by others, we choose no' to go down that road. Mayhap, in the future, once we are established in our new location, we will look into a possible sharing of links. That of course will require checking those out and having Dream Teller's permission, for as you all know, she is extremely dedicated to providing correct information.

If you wish to e-mail us and direct us to other sites you consider worthy of sharing, we will endeavor to check those out as time allows. Another issue that arises is preventing unsavory characters from using our blog to lure our visitors to dangerous sites, and there are many. Too, several times in the past, hackers have attempted to silence us, so you can understand that we must take every precaution. This is for your safety as well as ours. And now, Dream Teller's answers to some of our mail:

To all of you cat lovers who have inquired about Mystic Man: Our resident manx weathered the Hurricane along with us and to his credit, he did well considering the circumstances. But as we returned home to discover the damage, I gave considerable thought to putting him through more trauma and came to the conclusion he deserved more than I could possibly give him at this time. Therefore, I placed him with a family member whose home was no' damaged and up and running within a week of our return. I am pleased to say that Mystic has settled in nicely, and has become king of his new surroundings. I visit him as often as I can, marvel at how large he has gotten, and I realize that given his affection for his new family, he is right where he belongs. He is fast becoming his old self and that gives me peace of mind.

To Greer in Oklahoma: Given the extraordinary circumstances of the recent past and the weeks to come, we will celebrate the Witchs' holidays on a much smaller scale, for the rest of this year and the beginning of the next. We have had to scrap many of our plans which included those new Outsiders we were bringing among us. Those already with us will continue as planned, and you will hear from them along and along. Blessed May You Be.

To Tracey in Wisconsin: Nay, the Warlock Gregory will no' be addressing that gathering. His home was nearly destroyed and he and his family will be involved in the building of their new home. He is first and foremost bound by his duties to his family and his coven, many of whom also face the rebuilding of their homes. Too, the only outside interests he will handle for the rest of the year are those charities closest to his heart; those for children. He will no' allow anything to stand in the way of those, for they are dependant upon him for most of their funds. Blessed May You Be.

To Brad in Texas: Aye, and we thank you for your concern but we are all safe and sound; if somewhat weary and disorganized. I do no' consider the hurricane a test of any sort; but a natural occurrence of nature. To be sure, our patience is being tested but given what we face, that, too, is normal. As much as many of you would enjoy a new game to tease your minds, that will have to wait until after the first of the New Year. The same applies for the publication of my novel; which I have put last on my long list of things to do. As I concentrate on the here and now, I also look forward to the New Year, for the last has been extrememly stressful. Blessed May You Be.

To Carron in Idaho: Thank you for your concern. Aye, losing my spouse this past March and now this upheaval has taken a toll, but I concentrate on my strengths rather than my weaknesses. 'Tis thankful I am that he did no' have to suffer through the trauma of the storm, along with his illness. I know he is with me in spirit, comforting and directing me, and I draw strength from that. He will always be in my heart and that we will carry me through whatever the future holds. Blessed May You Be.

To James in New York: What you believe 'tis of no consequence to me. You are entitled to your beliefs and I take no offense. However, I do take offense with your demand that I show proof of the danger innocents face as targets of those ill-intentioned rogues who seek to use Nature's disasters to further their agendas. Anyone with a modicum of common sense can figure out that one. 'Tis during times of chaos and confusion that innocents are most vulnerable, and what better time than those, for evil-doers to come out into the open? What better time to do their destructive deeds and no one be the wiser for how certain ones met their deaths? Decomposed bodies leave little evidence and those never found will be considered casualties of circumstance. 'Tis your choice to believe in such heathens, or no'. Consider yourself blessed that you have no' met up with one of them.

To Melinda in Alabama: Nay, child. 'Tis no' a message from me or mine. Take care that you are no' lured into danger of that nature. I have no knowledge of that particular website; and I did no' condone any site as an alternative to my blog during the disaster. As always, such times come in handy to those who would lure innocents to danger. Do no' expose yourself or your personal information to them. I will endeavor to access the site and see what I can do to prevent the owner from claiming allegiance with us. Blessed May You Be.

A message to all: Any who claim allegiance with the Lair are no' such allies. Unless you are directed to another site from here, do no' fall for that line. My blog is the only site from which we work, and never do we ask for personal information unless you are personally contacted by us. Beware and take care. Blessed May You Be.

To Garth wherever you are: 'Tis time to come in and take a break. You can no' continue on without rest, and well you know it, my friend. Gregory desires to speak with you upon your rising this evening. 'Tis of great importance that you contact him by his private cell number. Blessed May You Be.

Fair day to one and all.

A 'Special' Individual

2005-11-06T05:17:00.000-08:00

Bonjour mes amies.

We have been receiving so much e-mail the last few days, and your well-wishes are most appreciated. I welcome the newcomers to our blog, as well. 'Tis well nigh impossible to answer all the mail that sat in our boxes while our systems were down, so we will start fresh.
So many of you have shown such generous hearts and we all would like you to know that your kindnesses have lifted our spirits.

As we began sifting through the new mail, we were no' surprised by the discovery we made. In fact, we are pleased that those of you who visit with us on a regular basis have bonded with certain of our colleagues. Aye, and thus we ordered your inquiries, accordingly. While the inquiries for each of us were fairly even, 'twas a particular Vampyre who was most often asked after. Again, no surprise there. It appears that as we described him along and along, our Roman became dear to many hearts. Was it the tall, dark, and handsome description that lured you? That he is Vampyre? Mayhap those played into it, but most often mentioned were two things; his shyness (so at odds with how he presents himself) and his protective nature toward females and children.

At the beginning, when we first introduced him, there were many who found it difficult to conceive of such a Being. Understandable, given that he is a Hunter; a Warrior, if you will. But like the rest of us, you are coming to understand that all is no' always as it seems. While most people have preconceived notions regarding Vampyres, one must look beneath the veneer to discover the truth of one's nature. Aye, he is shy but one must balance one's understanding of him with knowledge of his Kind, rather than with romantic notions. So, and again, no' surprisingly, Roman has a following of both females (who want to protect him) and males ( who desire to be like him). But even with that, the majority of you do realize that Roman is best left to himself. Until such time that he feels comfortable in the presence of Mortals, he will continue to go his own way; alone, for the most part. The last thing he would want is for anyone to feel sorry for him. Roman makes his own choices, plays by his own rules, and lives life on his terms. 'Tis how it should be.

As he has yet to return to the fold, he has no' seen your inquiries but I think he will be surprised at how many of you care about him. 'Tis your caring and acceptance of him that will lend him support, as he continues to learn to navigate the mortal realm.

From the rest of us to all of you who are concerned for us, know that we feel blessed to have such staunch believers in all that we are and what we do. Your concerns tell us that we are accomplishing what we set out to do, here; open the lines of communication between Outsiders and other Kinds. I bid you fair day and Blessed May You Be, Kaithlin.

Reality

2005-11-05T03:46:00.000-08:00

Fair day, all.

'Tis a new day. While 'tis my usual to greet you with a 'good' morning, under the circumstances of the past weeks, I have forsaken that particular greeting. Certainly there is much good to be found in the chaos surrounding us but 'tis difficult to put voice to. Our reality has become surreal for we can no' look past the devestation that greets us upon awakening. 'Tis such that we will face it for weeks and months to come.

Reality. To many of us, ne' er again will it appear the same. Mayhap, 'twas a wake-up call to teach us that complacency is no' to be tolerated; life, ne'er to be taken for granted. Many of you might think that those of us here at the Lair lead surreal lives to begin with. But we would say such is no' the case, for ours is merely a different lot than yours. Many of you are likely wondering why, with our inherent powers and skills, we did no' attempt to turn the tide of destruction from our path. If you take a moment to consider the enormous consequences of such a fete then you can easily figure out the answer to that.

One does no' send death and destruction down another's path for one's own gain. Furthermore, such an attempt flies in the face of all that is right and good; defiles the law of White Majic, 'And it harm none'. Like every living being on this planet, we must leave Nature and the Fates to do as they will.We can no' place ourselves above others, for the fact that we possess higher powers. Too, changes are brought about for a purpose and though we have no sense of the purpose, 'tis as it should be.

We are now charged with picking up the pieces of our lives and moving on. Looking back serves no purpose, nor does whining and crying, "Why me?" I urge all who suffered losses from the Hurricanes to look forward; be tireless in your efforts to begin anew. For life is what we make of it, no' what life makes of us. Know in your hearts that each of you has what it takes to rebuild and go forward. When it seems impossible, remember that many were twice hit; as was the case with the good folks of New Orleans and the surrounding towns.

For those out of harms way on both occassions, I urge you to lend whatever aid you can. And when you grow weary of continually hearing of the mass devestation that occurred, remember that so many are living with it each and every day, for a long time to come. At the moment, 'tis all they can see around them; and all must be dealt with, accordingly.

As Kaithlin told you in her last post, we will be moving the Lair to a different location. 'Tis a daunting task, given the communication systems we rely upon. But we will manage and, hopefully, be the better for it. We will keep you abreast of the changes as they occur, to the best of our ability. In the meantime, those of you who are e-mailing us with questions as to where to send aid in the form of clothes, food, and money; look first to churches and other organizations in the hard-hit areas that get aid directly to those who need it.

Sad to say, but we have heard many stories of the larger disaster organizations that have failed in their tasks. 'Tis no' to say that those organizations should be overlooked but 'tis been our experience that churches and food banks are doing an excellent job ministering to those in need.Get on the internet and find out where displaced people are being sent; access the local news for the towns and cities along the Gulf Coast, and there you will find a list of the churches and other small distribution points rendering aid. With that, I must caution you about sending money to strangers who claim to be 'helping' the Hurricane victims, for many are only helping themselves. Do no' be hoodwinked into sending cash, for legitimate organizations will gratefully accept checks.

As we all know, during such times of crisis, the scam-artists crawl out of their holes and prey upon victims and those who desire to help them. I caution you again; be wise. If you hear of any who committ such crimes as stealing, price-gouging, and the like, do no' hesitate to report them to the authorities. Zero tolerance was never more neccessary than now, and 'tis working, for I have seen it with my own eyes.

I would like to take this opportunity to commend all the law enforcement agencies, the fire departments, and the armed forces, that have worked, tirelessly, in their efforts to render aid and protect the public. Many of those folks suffered their own losses, yet they stayed behind; weathered the storms, and continue to do their jobs in the aftermath. And last but by no means least, I wish to commend my colleagues for their tireless efforts to protect the public. Many of them are still out in the field and even as they lost their own homes, they lend assistance where 'tis needed. Blessed May All Be, Dream Teller.

A message from Kaithlin

2005-11-02T07:25:00.000-08:00

Bonjour mes amies.

Wow, what a wild journey this has been! Aye, this is Kaithlin and I have finally made it back to the Lair, only to discover that many of my friends and colleagues are still displaced. You might imagine our panic at no' hearing from Dream Teller for ever so long, but she has finally returned, too. And we are so happy to learn that she is well, if a bit battle weary.

Only yesterday were we able to access the Internet, but our phone lines are still down. At least we can check in with one another via the web, and we are beginning to hear from more of our colleagues. 'Tis amazing to discover that several of them wound up in such diverse places and circumstances during Hurricane Rita. As you might understand, we are all so tired of hearing about the storm, but seeing the damage she wrought is far more wearing on us.

I wish to thank all of you out there in the states the storm bypassed, for your support and contributions to those in need. As we seek to get things in order here (aye, the Lair was in the middle of the eye of the storm), we are learning of far worse damage right in our own backyard. 'Tis sad to see so many homes and so much of the environment destroyed. But as Justin said, yesterday, we are a resilent lot and we will overcome our adversities.

I know others are tired of hearing of the Hurricane but if you can grasp the scope of the destruction, mayhap you will bear with those of us who keep talking about it. You see, we always knew we were overdue for a big one, and that it happened has given those of us in the storm's path a new perspective regarding life, in general. We have been forced to realize the things we unwittingly take for granted; forced to witness such terrible losses that have left so many homeless and near hopeless. But we will no' fall victim to the hopelessness and as Dream Teller pointed out only this morning, at least we have the means to move or repair the damages done to our properties. Others are no' so fortunate and so, as we go about rebuilding our lives and dreams, we hope you will join us in praying for those less fortunate. As you know, we believe prayer to be a mighty tool and weapon and it has proven itself so, in the past. So keep the prayers going; open your hearts and minds to the opportunities that abound to help others. For what you give will return to you...

In the very near future, we will be moving the Lair to another location, but the move should no' interfere with our ability to post to our blog. Before we make the move, communications will be in place at our new location and while things will be somewhat different there, we will manage to make it home. As this place was home for awhile, we will miss it but 'tis no' unusual for us to move about, for safety reasons.

And now to let you know: We have heard from the Warlock Gregory and most of his family, all of whom lost their homes to Katrina and/or Rita. Gregory and JoHaunna will rebuild, as will their children. We have also heard from Garth and Roman who rode out both storms, as they sought to protect innocents from falling prey to our enemies. Roman has recovered from the injuries he received during the wrath of Katrina and he will be dispatched in the next few days, to seek out those enemies who took advantage of the storm for their vile purposes. All of our Council members have returned and are now assessing where our efforts most need be. The list of needs is lengthy but we will manage, somehow.

Stay safe, and Blessed May You Be, Kaithlin

Just when you think....

2005-11-01T16:05:00.000-08:00

Welcome back, one and all.

At the last posting to our blog, we were bringing you up to speed on our progress following the massive Hurricane Katrina. Who would have thought another disaster would follow so closely on her heels? Aye and while some of our colleagues were caught in that tragedy, and others of us were scattered, attempting to aid the victims in Louisiana, Alabama, Florida and Mississipi, Hurricane Rita bore down on those of us located in South East Texas and Western Louisiana, and again, Mother Nature revisited Florida and New Orleans. The Gulf Coast regions have suffered major blows, to be sure, but we are a hardy lot and we will rebuild.

Goes to show that just when you think you are in full control of your life, there is something far greater than in the offing to make one sit up and take notice. Mother Nature is never to be ignored, for while she may show us her majestic beauty, she will also show us her dark side. And so she has.

Only today, some of our communication systems were restored; and thankful we are to be able to get in touch with our colleagues and friends. For weeks we were without means of knowing one anothers whereabouts, and we are still waiting to hear from some of our own. So as we set about getting things back in order, assessing damage, and replacing our communication centers, know that in the very near future our blog will be up and running again. In the meantime we will post short information messages, as we find time, and we hope you will stay in touch with us until we are restored to full power. Blessed May You Be, Justin, Office Communications for 'The Lair'.

A message from Kaithlin

2005-09-18T04:54:00.000-07:00

Bonjour mes amies.

'Twas good to hear from Dream Teller yesterday, non? She is still out in the field with the Warlock Gregory, both of whom we hope will soon take a much needed break from their duties. 'Tis been a huge effort on the Council's part to assist those in need, and every member of our coalition is doing their part. But it falls to our leaders to see that every base is covered; no' a small task.

Back here, at the lair, we rotate out into the field and back again, and what we have seen of the devestation from the storm is heart breaking. But that natural disaster pales in comparison to some of the other things we see. Aye, our fears were and continue to be realized. Predators of the sort we deal with have no conscience. While they use the situation to their advantage, they inflict other kinds of terror upon already distraught folks who haven't a prayer of defending themselves. And how sad and horrible is that?

Thankfully, the death toll from the storm was nowhere near the number predicted. But of those who perished, many would have survived had it no' been for those unconscionable fiends who lurked in the shadows. Their opportunity to pick and choose their victims with ease must surely leave many of you wondering what life is worth, when defenseless individuals are at the mercy of what they do no' even realize exists. I, too, have wondered at that. Yet, in my heart I know that no just God(s) ignores innocent folks. 'Tis much in the way of other disasters that strike without warning; circumstance, which places certain people in the path of distruction. No one of us has a choice in the method or mode of death, and 'tis for that reason that we all must seek to live rightly in order to reach our final destination.

Sounds trite, I know; too simplified. But as a Catholic Bishop once told me; "God is ever merciful to those who live according to His plan. He does not take life but gives it; and it is circumstance or situation which ends a life. But He is there to welcome His children home." I thought about that for a long time; questioned the sense and rightness of it. Eventually, I came to this conclusion. 'Tis my belief that each of us is given the gift of life and 'tis our mission on earth to discover the difference in right and wrong, to live accordingly, by making right choices as to how we conduct our lives. Those who tread the right path, regardless of how they die, will reach eternal salvation. Those who take the wrong path are doomed by their own choice. That is no' to say that they meet with some cruel method of death for their sins, but that the method is of little consequence in comparison to their just punishment. How many times have we all heard that life is all about the choices we, ourselves, make? Think about that, and mayhap you will come to understand the message of your chosen faith. Take care in all that you do and seek, for your salvation is in your own hands.

Some of you will immediately question the deaths of innocent children in regards to the ability to have and make choices. 'Tis my belief that innocents who die at birth or early in life are messagers sent us for a specific purpose; and 'tis our lot to figure out that message. Did no' the Christian God sacrifice His only Son? Ponder that, as Dream Teller would say. If you believe in salvation then surely you believe that earthly suffering is a small price to pay for eternal life, where there is no suffering ever again.

'Tis no' my intention to preach but only to cause you to question your choices and your beliefs. Many of us become callous, jaded even, as we go through life. And often times we are so busy concentrating on our own immediate needs that we fail to remember the true purpose of our existence. So, as you go about your busy life, mayhap I have given you food for thought that will help you, in some small way. I hope so. Blessed May You Be.

A message from Dream Teller

2005-09-17T04:48:00.000-07:00

Good morning.
'Tis been a long and arduous two weeks since last we posted to our blog. We have spent a major portion of that time in the field, assisting those who were in the path of the hurricane. 'Tis a sad situation, but no' all has been defeat. Some of our colleagues lost their homes and possessions, too, but that has no' stopped them from going to the aid of others who were less fortunate. While I know how dedicated my colleagues are, I still marvel at how unselfishly they have cast aside their own problems and sorrows, and gone about the business at hand.

I can no' begin to tell you of the devestation seen, first hand; scenes the television news can no' do justice to. Many of you have e-mailed us to tell us of friends and family members you have in the hard hit areas, some have requested assistance, and others of you have generously offered to send supplies, money, and so forth. To those who are still waiting to hear from your loved ones, I can only say hold on, there are many agencies attempting to reunite families, find missing children, and they are doing their best. The chaos is beginning to settle and 'tis my hope that all of you will find your loved ones. To those offering supplies and money, I encourage you to contact a reputable agency, as we do no' have the means to receive nor distribute those. Blessings upon all of you for your kindness.

As our colleagues continue to do their part, protect the innocent; hunt down those who prey upon them, I am pleased to say that our efforts have met with some success. You know those of whom I speak, and our greatest feat to date was to apprehend one of the most notorious fiends one can imagine. Our search and destroy mission will continue, as always. 'Twas the horrendous circumstances brought about by the storm that gave us a leg up in our efforts. He, and others like him, got careless and 'tis that carelessness and their greed which most often undoes them.

As the mission continues, we will gradually draw back and regroup for we must no' leave other areas without assistance. Too, each of us must come in for a much needed rest, which is being done on a rotation-type basis. If you stop to consider all that is involved with our work, you will surely figure out that we are stretched thin; to the point of breaking. And while 'tis most difficult to walk away from the situation, even for a few hours, it must be done.

I would ask that you hold off e-mailing us, as there is no possible way to answer all our mail. We are only maintaining a skeleton crew here at the lair, and they are busy taking care of the needs of those in the field. In the meantime, know that we will eventually get back on track and until we do, please keep the faith, continue to pray for the less fortunate, and stay safe. Blessed May You Be, Dream Teller.

From the staff here at the Lair...

2005-09-03T06:07:00.000-07:00

Hello and welcome to Dream Teller's blog.

Everyone here is busy doing their part for the people who suffered in the Gulf Coast hurricane that has crippled that area. And while we are only maintaining a skeleton crew here at the Lair, Dream Teller has directed us to try and update the posts, as time allows. Not much of that; time, given the situation. So we will fo our best.

You heard last from the Warlock Gregory; felt some of his frustration through his words. What you probably don't know is that his own family and home were affected by the storm. Certainly, not to the degree as many were affected but all the same... Yet, he and his family are out there in the thick of things helping the hardest hit victims, doing all they can possibly do to prevent already traumatized folks from falling victim to another type of horrendous disaster.

If you've been following our posts then you know of what I speak. The human criminal element is the least of folks' worries. There is a whole other contingent of criminal element that is using the situation to their advantage. Lower echelon Vampyres and Werewolves, rogues of both types, some running in packs and others who hunt, alone; dehumanized beasts of prey. Worse, some of those Vampyres have with them the unholy; demons, from the Netherworld. Those savage beasts are used as soldiers, purveyors of humanity. Their masters control them with heinous promises of what demon's most desire; souls. It boils down to a bartering system; flesh and blood, for souls.

Imagine this scenario if you can: folks already in dire straights being lured in by promises of food, shelter, and other much needed aid. Approached by what appears to them to be kind and helpful strangers, humans, who pick and choose their quarry and tell them they are more deserving of help than others, the innocent are so desperate they don't stop to wonder why they were singled out from among the huge masses. Where, before, these charlatans had to stalk their prey at great risk of being discovered, their prey stands on every street-cornor, is trapped on rooftops, is wading through filthy water, and sitting among ruble of what was their life. Easy pickings; the needy. Now, imagine the promises that are made to those poor suffering individuals; something along the lines of "God has deserted you in your time of need". I think you can take it from there.

The sad truth is that in such dire circumstances the traumatized are willing to do what is generally difficult to get most humans to do; promise their souls in exchange for the promised gloryland where they will receive all the water, food, clothes, shelter, and money they desire. Seem impossible that someone would fall for that line? Not at all. Many of these innocents were poor to begin with; without real means to take care of their families and self. They are further fooled when their stalker easily produces immediate enducements, a bottle of water, a sandwich... Do the math. If you are starving, thirsty, hurt... Thus, they are easily led into the trap from which they cannot escape. The demons have their promised souls, which they can only get by delivering their human cargo to the Vampyre master who will torture them and dine upon them until death releases those souls to their second captors.

Whole famililes are being delivered into that hell. But only the souls of consenting adults are at risk for no one can barter another' s soul. Children's souls cannot be bartered for, thus those small innocents suffer the savagery of the Vampyre or Werewolf, but their souls are freed to go to a higher plane. At least their suffering is over.

If any good is derived of this natural disaster it is that those lawless humans preying upon their own Kind are the easiest to lure into the trap. Their street-smarts in no way prepare them for the far-more intelligent beasts who prey upon them. In fact, they are something of a game, toyed with, if you will, before they are brought to their knees. Poetic justice, I suppose. They face far worse than what they've been doing to others. But, as has been pointed out here so many times, it is the children, the true innocents, that the Vampyres most desire.

On top of all of that, there are rogue satanic cults out there seeking the same. They, too, do business with the scum of the world's underbelly; bartering, exchanging goods for goods; humanity. They prey upon children of all ages, particularly virginal children of both genders. Naturally, that equates to the very young. Most prized by them are the few, older children; adolescents and teenagers, who remain virginal. The older the virgin, the more powerful the benefits to the practicioner of satanism and the Black Arts. Get it?

Another scenario: the adolescent or teen who has been separated from family and friends by this disaster. Imaginge a kind stranger on the scene who promises to help them find their family, who produces water and food... Imagine the young girl or boy packed into the superdome, or wandering through sewage in allies and streets, where there are no lights. In danger of being raped by other human vermin, someone steps out of the darkness and saves them... Do the math.

You might wonder how the unholy would know who is virginal and who is not. It is a simple matter for them; touching the innocent's mind, and getting whatever information they need. Those with supernatural powers easily move about the population by disguising themselves either as humans, or merely by remaining invisible to the human eyes. Frightening isn't it? The darkness is their cover, their shield, from behind which they carry out their covert operations. Factor in human fear and desperation and the disaster areas provides them with a playground; easy pickings. Goes to the very roots of one's religious beliefs, doesn't it?

But as horrible as it seems, you must remember that where choices were made by consenting adults, regardless of their situation, they willfully bartered their souls. Where innocent children are involved, those children reap higher rewards that far outweigh their human suffering. Non-consenting adults who are snatched off the streets by the more beastly types (yes, there are degrees of beastliness), bare no blame for their circumstances, unless they plead for their lives by bartering their souls. Folks, life is what it is and every human suffers some tragedy at some point in life. Relinquishing one's soul for a taste of water, food, or anything else is the basis for damnation. We all know it, though many deny it.

So you can see that Mother Nature's havoc set the scene for something far worse. And that worst is what we and our commrades attempt to prevent. Sadly, there aren't enough of us to prevent all, but we do our best to see that those situations aren't allowed to arise. We preach the keeping of one's faith, whatever persuasion that is, particularly in dire straits. Suffering the fallout from such a storm is no acceptable reason for selling one's soul to the highest bidder.

There are many, many predators out there; all types and Kinds, lost souls who will eventually get their just dues for their sins. Immortals are not exempt, any more than mortals are. Vampyres and Werewolves are not indestructible, as many assume. They have their vulnerabilities, and eventually they will cease to exist, by one method or another. The predators have thrown caution to the wind. They have the same opportunities as others of their Kinds; the opportunity to do good for all. It is their choice, for they know they stand to face the same wrath or kindness as their kin who do good. The desparity of skill and power among all Kinds is not the issue, but the quality of being, and of right and wrong.

So many times, the bid for forgiveness is made of the desparity of culture, stations in life, race, hardships, and so forth. When it comes down to salvation, those are no defense, regardless of Kind. Enough said?

Now, I would like to take a moment to address other issues. The type of situation going on at this minute brings out other vermin, of the human variety. Those predators are preying among us as we speak. They are the thieves who use the situation as a cover to defraud the public. They come in all shapes and sizes, vermin who seek to part you from your money. They purport to be fund raisers for the victims of the storm. Don't be taken in. They have powerful tools of persuasion, particularly the internet and the phone system. Give and give freely, but not to a nameless, faceless individual or corporation. Don't give out your bank account number, credit card number, or any other personal source of finance. Give directly to known organizations, Red Cross; church of your choice; Salvation Army, and so forth. Be wise, otherwise those you intend helping will not see a penny of your money, and you will become a victim of identity theft. If we are careful, we can stop those types dead in their tracks with very little effort and remove them from the equation. So take care, and please, help in whatever capacity you can. Blessings to you all.

Stop judging and blaming...

2005-09-02T05:17:00.000-07:00

I cannot bring myself to say good morning.

While the rest of the country wakes up to a new day, complete with all the neccessities and comforts of life there are thousands upon thousands of people suffering and dying in the wake of the storm that hit the gulf coast. What you see on your television does not begin to tell the gruesome tale that continues in the city of New Orleans, and in other great cities and communities.

Folks, the pointing of fingers and the blame game for the lack of relief for these people is wrong; worse, it serves only to inflame feelings and emotions. Unless you have been there, seen first-hand what is taking place, you can't begin to understand the logisitics of the situation. You want to see relief workers flooding in to help those in need but they can't. They are slow to get to those in need for various reasons; ways in and out of the affected areas are impassable but for by air and water, and the few roads in are dangerous to traverse. Added to that are the hoodlums and criminals who have shone their true colors; turned into ravenous animals shooting at relief workers, killing their own if they get in their way, and generally worsening a terrible situation.

Yes, it tears at your soul when you see the situation at the superdome but you have to understand the criminal element is among that vast crowd; inciting already starving people to behave as they wouldn't otherwise behave. Remember, the news is reporting in a biased manner, sensationalizing the desperation while our law enforcement agents are being systematically penned down and forced to defend themselves. The government is doing it's job, sending in troops who have to prepare themselves to defend their own lives while they prepare to try and render aid. They have to find ways to get to folks and then they have to face massive crowds of angry, starving people who storm anyone who comes on the scene. The point of deterioration isn't the governments fault, or the state officials fault. It isn't a matter of fault, for no matter how carefully plans are laid, one can only carry out one's duties according to the situation they come upon.

It is the nature of those who don't bother to involve themselves in anything more than watching this horror play out on their televisions to make judgements based on their armchair quarter-backing. Those who can't even begin to understand the out-of-control situation wrought by Mother Nature; not the government, need to still your sharp tongues, get off your asses, and help! Shut down the vitrol toward everyone and offer some type of positive assistance. This isn't a game; there are lives being lost and destroyed every single minute, people who have already been forced to endure this horror are still being victimized. Think of all the children being traumatized; sitting in filth; seeing people die right before their young eyes; listening and watching to what no child should be in the middle of.

Those of you closest to the disaster who weren't touched by the storm, think about opening your homes to the relief workers, troops, law enforcement agents and so on. Damnit, do something! Those of you further afield, get busy and provide food for these people who are trying to help the needy. They can't subsist on their rations forever! Collect food, cook, and get off your lazy asses and drive it to them! Form a pipeline to get those needed things where they need to be. If you have a vehicle, you have the ability to help. Don't point fingers and criticize if you do no more than sit back and watch and say 'By the grace of God, there go I'.

The rest of you find ways to render aid; open your pocketbooks, pray, pray, and don't stop praying for those in need and those rendering aid to the best of their ability. And for the sake of everyone involved in this disaster, in whatever capacity they are involved, stop making judgements. Shut it down, now! We don't need you inflaming this horrendous situation. The Warlock Gregory.

A plea for help...

2005-08-30T05:10:00.000-07:00

Bonjour mes amies.

You have only to watch television news to see the devastation along the Gulf coast. Mother Nature's fury will be remembered for a long time to come; her most powerful hurricane to date, here in the southern states of Louisiana, Alabama, Mississippi, and Florida. Collateral damage continues up into other states but the tri-states took the brunt of the hit. If you recall, I asked all to pray with us for those in the storm's path. While it may no' seem that our prayers were answered, I assure you intervention came, and is still coming in ways not yet understood.

New Orleans was spared the direct hit, which of course means other cities were less fortunate. Even there, in the worst hit places, time will prove out that prayers were heard. How so? Amidst the loss of lives and the destruction of property, we are already hearing of and seeing citizens, search and rescue groups, and volunteers taking to the water and air in search of those needing help. Shelters where thousands banded were sorely tested but held up against savage winds, rains and flooding. I never fail to marvel at the selflessness of our citizenry, some who suffered their own losses, in times like these. It is during such events that we see prejudices fall by the wayside; color, race, age, and creed forgotten as humanity asserts itself. As time goes by, many more will lend aid; physical assistance, financial assistance, and spiritual assistance. People all over this great country will open their hearts and homes and pocketbooks to help restore normalcy.

Eighty percent of beautiful New Orleans is under twenty feet of water, Biloxi is in much the same state and so on, but all is no' lost. Many of you have heard the old battle cry, 'The South will rise again', and she will, as she always has. But everyone's assistance is needed; whatever assistance you can give, even if just prayer. For prayer is greater than any disaster, works miracles; moves mountains. History bears me out and so I encourage you to continue to offer your prayers and any other assistance you can afford.

As you already know, we are rendering aid in our ways. Witches, Vampyres, Werewolves, our commrade Outsiders; all working along side the regular citizenry, and often from the shadows, doing what we do best -protecting innocents already devestated by the storm's fury, and those out of harm's way, who have no idea they have been targeted by something far more terrible than a hurricane. We are already receiving reports from our hunters; successful efforts to track and destroy heinous fiends who are using the situation to their advantage. And with that, our commrades' friends and families are busy in their local areas gathering food, clothing, and other supplies to send into the worst hit areas.

I implore you to help! Search your closets and food stores, band together and set up stations for collection, go to merchants and businesses and ask them to join ranks and help. Let no stone go unturned in the search for those things needed to keep people alive and well in this terrible time. If you have a medical background, offer your services. I know how difficult it is to leave your jobs and homes but please, make the sacrifice. You will have jobs and abodes to return to, and any help you give will be appreciated.

I will leave you now, as there is much to be done. We will post to our blog as time allows, but expect those to be few and far between until some sort of normalcy is established. Pray for those in desperate need, and your prayers will be heard. Blessed May You Be, Kaithlin.