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It's Okay to Not Know Which Way to Go

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  Photo by Rosie Kerr on Unsplash I'm not feeling great, so I turned back to poetry to release my emotions, thoughts and energy both of the past and present. Poetry can help you get in touch with your emotions just as tarot cards can help you to connect with your intuition and help you find your path or figure out your next move forward. Will You Find Me? Crystal waters stir and bubble To chase away fear and trouble.  Fan the flames, make them high! Surrender breath with a sigh. O Mighty Hekate, hear me true! Give me a sign of what to do. This path has betrayed me; I am broken, can't you see? There must be more that I can be! Loneliness eats me up inside, Every day, I feel like I've died. This wasn't suppose to happen, So many dreams when I was ten Never blossomed, but still met their end. O Mighty Hekate, lead me to a path Where I won't face unnecessary wrath, Or bear tears where I lay. With torch in hand, lead me not astray. Restore my hope for another day. I do

The Retelling of Fairy Tales: Snow White, The Little Mermaid and Oisín

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Some of my books on fairy tales and myths  I've always loved "Spot the Difference," "I Spy," and word searches. The thrill of the hunt and the euphoria of the discovery make it so exciting! "The game is afoot," as Holmes says. And this love of mine carries over to books. I enjoy comparing and contrasting stories to see all the different paths one story could take, whether it's canon or headcanon. It can tell you something about the times it was told in and provide insight into the author's views and opinions. Whether consciously or unconsciously, authors put pieces of themselves into their stories.  For example, John Green's novel Looking for Alaska is heavily based on Green's experience (they say "Write what you know" after all); he even based the setting on his high school and its notable hangouts. As authors go, Green's narrative style matches his way of speaking, which you'll notice when viewing his vlogbrothers

Death & Fairy Tales in The Bone Houses: A Book Review

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Trigger Warning : This book has graphic descriptions of human and animal anatomy after death and since I am including passages from the book, this blog post may also include anatomically descriptive content.  The Bones Houses  by Emily Lloyd-Jones is about a zombie apocalypse with people being attacked and killed by unthinking monsters that have been dubbed "bones houses" (as opposed to skeletons). But it has other layers that give a respite from the death. We briefly meet Aderyn's family and the villagers of the Welsh town of Colbren. We see Ryn and Ellis's relationship develop at a good pace in both the hectic and quiet moments. The writing and the atmosphere are simple with adequate detail to keep the reader interested while providing a fairy tale essence and a touch of Gothic poetry.  The brother tugged at her arm, but she shook him off. "You can't." he said. "We aren't allowed." The girl ignored him.   The forest was beautiful—lush wit

Nurturing Your Power & Learning Self-Worth: A Circe Book Review

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In starting this post, I accidentally wrote 'Cirice' instead of 'Circe.' I thought about it and decided to see if there was a chance of there being a connection between the two. Cirice is a song by the band Ghost and one of my favorites to listen to. The music video demonstrates a girl has psychic abilities in a heavily religious environment, which could lead to the community accusing her of witchcraft and establishing a link to Circe.  I want to interject here that I am not that familiar with Greek Mythology. I know only the names of a few gods and goddesses (which I sometimes confuse with their Roman equivalent) from movies like Disney's Hercules and a childhood book of stories that were watered down for a younger audience. All I knew before reading Madeline Miller's book Circe was that the name belonged to a Greek goddess, but even now, I see that that is debated because she is sometimes called a sorceress or a minor goddess.   So, it is only now that I d