Monthly Archives: November 2007

crazy faith
alison krauss & union station

I lit my love and watched it burn
Asking nothing in return,
Except the lessons I would learn
By holding crazy faith

I’ve been touched by that bright fire,
Down to the root of my desire
While the smoke it rises higher
On crazy faith

Your not asking if I love this man,
I know you don’t
You don’t belive you can
Yet I’ve seen love open like a dancers fan
It’s crazy i know but my faith says so
It tells me.

Am I a fool for hanging on?
Would I be a fool to be long gone?
When has daylight gone to dawn?
On my crazy faith

The questions will not let me sleep
Answers buried way too deep
At the bottom of our lover’s leap
Made by crazy faith

Your not asking if I love this man
I know you don’t you don’t belive you can
Yet I’ve seen love open like a dancers fan
It’s crazy I know
But my faith says so
It tells me

Love your losing, lose your love
Let the hawk fly from the glove
Do not search the skys above
Search your crazy faith

Love is lightning
Love is ice
It only strikes the lucky twice
Once so you will know the price
Once for crazy faith

Your not asking if love this man
I know you dont you dont belive you can
Yet I’ve seen love open like a dancers fan
It’s crazy I know
but my faith says so….

pumpkin patch bread

Yesterday I bought some pumpkin bread, and this morning at breakfast I offered some to the kids.  The young master used to like it but lately is assessing things by some criteria other than “i used to like this,” so he politely refused.  The wee lass, on the other hand, was determined to try the “pumpkin patch bread,” as she calls it. 🙂 She seemed to like it, and ate the whole first piece and half of a second.

I myself have had, I think, three pieces so far.  Bad me. 🙂

Off to finish this table for the living room…

meeting people

Gwenhwyvar and I went to the monthly Norse group meet and greet.  It was a nice afternoon for it, and it was a small group this time, but good conversation and being near Central Market the snacks were also yummy. I got to disclose a bit more of my background and hear some perspective on that, and how it fits with the Norse/Germanic mindset.  I also got to ask what a faining was.  It turns out that one (tecnically) can’t do a blót without blood sacrifice (of an animal) because that’s what the word means.  A faining is any other bloodless  offering (of drink, food, incense) one might make instead of a blót.

celtic reconstruction…

It would appear there are groups who have done a fair amount of research into the old ways of the Celtic lands.  Here’s one such group.  I don’t really know how I feel about that.  I have the impression that there’s a lot less known about the actual practices of the time, compared to the ways of the Norse and Teutonic groups.  I don’t know that this impression is true, though.