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 On the passing of a very old friend
 

Richard Otey Waldron, known to all as "Puddin", passed away Friday, September 14, 2007 at the age of 59. He was a wonderful husband, father, grandfather, brother, and friend. He will be deeply missed by all. He will forever be remembered by his family and friends for his courageous spirit and strong will. He endured more pain than any person should ever have to, but through it all he was determined not to let his pain stand in the way of living his life to the fullest. He is an inspiration to all who knew him. He was preceded in death by his parents, Otey and Naomi Waldron. He is survived by his daughter and son-in-law, Delores and Jason Evans of Elizabeth City, NC; two grandchildren, Christopher and Thomas; sister, Brenda W. Davis; and his many friends. A memorial service in his honor will be held on Saturday, September 29, 2007 at 2:00 p.m. at Shady Grove Baptist Church, 1861 Jordantown Road, Thaxton, VA., 24174.

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 Happy Autumn Equinox
 

Here's a little something I got from my Pagan friends about things to do at this time of year to celebrate the Autumn Equinox!



Celebrate the Autumn Equinox

By Cait Johnson, co-author of Celebrating the Great Mother (Inner
Traditions, 1995).

Mother of Darkness, Mother of Light
Earth beneath us, soul in flight,
Songs of love and love of life,
Guide us to our home.
--Circle song

SIMPLE SOLUTION: No matter who we are or where our people came
from, our ancestors had many magical ways of honoring the autumn
equinox, when the day and night are of equal length and the world
finds balance for a breath of time. After this equinox the nights
grow longer than the days, so it is traditionally a time to look
inward, take stock, give thanks for the harvest, and prepare for the
time of dreaming.
In a world that is often so terribly out of balance, it can be both
healing and heartening to celebrate this special time. We offer many
ideas: learn how to make a door blessing to celebrate your inner
harvests, a dream pillow to deepen your dreaming, or a Native
American corn necklace to honor the earth that feeds us. Or try the
Find Your Balance Exercise--it's lots of fun, and it's all right
here:

Taking time to honor your own inner harvests--all the things you
have achieved and felt and learned from, over the past months--is a
lovely way to connect with this time of year. Find out how to Make
an Inner Harvest Wreath.

Make a Dream Pillow

Autumn means longer nights and more opportunities to dream. How
lovely! Help to deepen your dreams with these simple-to-make dream
pillows:

Start with two seven-inch squares of fabric, natural, non-synthetic
materials preferred (cotton or silk velvet is lovely and
traditional). Pin the right sides together and stitch 1/2-inch from
the edges on three sides. Turn right side out and fill with about 2
cups of any combination of the following dried herbs, each
associated with sounder sleep, deeper dreams, or better dream-recall:

hops, lavender flowers, mugwort, rosemary, rose petals

Stitch the remaining side closed. To use, tuck the dream pillow
underneath your regular sleeping pillow. At bedtime, turn your
regular pillow over so you breathe in the fragrance of the herbs all
night long.

To adorn yourself with the beautiful, jewel-like symbols of the
autumn harvest, find out how to make a Native Corn necklace).

Find Your Balance

1. Stand quietly with your feet shoulder-width apart, knees flexed,
and your eyes closed. What is your body doing? Is it still and
rooted, or does it need to sway or adjust in order to be fully
balanced? Give yourself a moment to come into balance.

2. Now raise your arms and try to hold them open, stretched out to
the sides, for a few moments. Feel how difficult it is. Now begin a
gentle movement, bringing your hands in toward your chest, then out
again to the sides, a rhythmic motion of opening and closing like
the beating of a bird's wings. Feel what a relief it is to have the
balance of both motions, both open and closed. Now give some deep
thought to the beauty of the balance between day and night, activity
and rest. How can you honor your own need for balance?

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 Pagan Baby Song, very cute
 


Pagan Baby Song



Hush little baby don't you squall
Momma's gonna buy you a crystal ball

And if you still can't see beyond
Momma's gonna buy you a magic wand

And if that wand don't change your fate
Momma's gonna teach you to levitate

And if the astral makes you sick,
Momma's gonna buy you an incense stick

And if that patchouli smells rank
Momma's gonna buy you a sensory deprivation tank

And if that tank don't float your bones
Momma's gonna buy you some some precious stones

And if those gems don't ease your heart
Momma's gonna buy you a natal chart

And if your planets go berserk
Momma's gonna buy you some bodywork

And if your aura still needs kneading
Momma's gonna buy you a past life reading

And if your destiny stays hid
Momma's gonna buy you a pyramid

And if your chakras still feel stressed
Momma's gonna take you on a vision quest

And if power animals don't come to charm ya
Well then sorry, kid, that’s just your karma.

Author unknown

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 Fantastic Sex!
 

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Fantastic Sex!

The husband leans over and asks his wife, "Do you remember the first
time we had sex together over fifty years ago?"

"We went behind this very tavern where you leaned against the back fence
and I made love to you."

"Yes," she says, "I remember it well."

"OK," he says, "How about taking a stroll around there again and we can
do it for old time's sake?"

"Oh Charlie, you old devil, that sounds like a crazy but good idea!"

police officer sitting in the next booth heard their conversation
and, having a chuckle to himself, he thinks to himself, "I've got to
see these two old-timers having sex against a fence."

I'll just keep an eye on
them so there's no trouble.
So he follows them.

The elderly couple walks haltingly along, leaning on each other for
support aided by walking sticks.

Finally, they get to the back of the tavern and make their way to the
fence. The old lady lifts her skirt and the old man drops his trousers.

As she leans against the fence, the old man moves in.

Then suddenly they erupt into the most furious sex that the policeman
has ever seen.

This goes on for about ten minutes while both are making loud noises and
moaning and screaming. Finally, they both collapse, panting, on the
ground.

The policeman is amazed. He thinks he has learned something about life
and old age that he didn't know.

After about half an hour of lying on the ground recovering, the old
couple struggle to their feet and put their clothes back
on.

The Policeman, is still watching and thinks to himself, this is truly
amazing, I've got to ask them what their secret is.

So, as the couple passes, he says to them, "Excuse me, but that was
something else. You must've had a fantastic sex life together. Is there
some sort of secret to this?

Shaking, the old man is barely able to reply. "Fifty years ago that
wasn't an electric fence...."

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 The Indian with One Testicle
 



**THE INDIAN WITH ONE TESTICLE **
> >
> > There once was an Indian who had only one testicle, and whose given
> name
> > was 'Onestone'.
> >
> > He hated that name and asked everyone not to call him Onestone.
> >
> > After years and years of torment, Onestone finally cracked and said,
> "If
> > anyone calls me Onestone again I will kill them!"
> >
> > The word got around and nobody called him that any more.
> >
> > Then one day a young woman named Blue Bird forgot and said,"Good
> morning,
> > Onestone."
> >
> > He jumped up, grabbed her and took her deep into the forest where he
> made
> > love to her all day and all night.
> >
> > He made love to her all the next day, until Blue Bird died from
> > Exhaustion.
> >
> > The word got around that Onestone meant what he promised he would do.
> >
> > Years went by and no one dared call him by his given name until a
> woman
> > named Yellow Bird returned to the village after being away.
> >
> > Yellow Bird, who was Blue Bird's cousin, was overjoyed when she saw
> > Onestone. She hugged him and said, "Good to see you, Onestone."
> >
> > Onestone grabbed her, took her deep into the forest, then he made love
> to
> > her all day, made love to her all night, made love to her all the next
>
> > day, made love to her all the next night, but Yellow Bird wouldn't
> die!
> >
> > What is the moral of this story?????. ..........................
> >
> > OH, Come on...take a guess! Think about it...
> >
> > (You're going to love this!)
> >
> > And the moral is...
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > You can't kill two birds with one stone!!

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