Back in 2007, Bruce Springsteen put out an album called "Magic".  The album is named for the song of the same name. Springsteen explains that the song is not about Magick, but about trickery, which, he states, are two totally different things.
Webster's defines Magic as the use of means (as charms or spells) believed to have supernatural power over natural forces, magic rites or incantations, and an extraordinary power or influence seemingly from a supernatural source. The spelling of Magick as opposed to magic is how Aleister Crowley differentiated between ritual and illusion, respectively.
To me, Magick is a way of life. It is, in terms of religion, the everyday practice of Karma, defined in the Bible as "The Golden Rule". It is the unadulterated belief in fate and destiny and the certitude that changing the course of either is counterproductive behavior. It is enchanting charms and recognizing familiars and offering gifts from the Earth to your Goddesses for your blessings. It is listening to your intuition and believing in your dreams. And Magick consists of the sharing of ideas, as one might consider to be the purpose of congregating in a church.
There is no trickery in Magick, only light and love and honesty.
Magick is believing that good things will come to you with no expectation that they will. In the practice of Magick, faith is rewarded with beauty and joy, and one who practices Magic would never assume their reward is awaiting them on "the other side". We who practice, faithfully, understand empirically that the blessings we experience every day represent the fruits of our labor and we espouse a strong desire to share those blessings with the people we love. We know that the different phases of the moon control the strongest waters on Earth and that without the life giving warmth of the sun, there would be no life on Earth, as there would be no trees, hence, no oxygen. We know that before the days of GPS, sailors navigated their way to new lands by the light of the stars and that every one of those stars represent a God or Goddess, a Zodiac, astrology, astronomy, physics. It is all tied together in Celtic Knot and it is empirical proof of life. No mystery...no trusting in something you cannot see...no bullshit...just proof, which inevitably leads to the greatest faith there is.

In my life, I have studied Christianity and humanity. I will tell you that it is always beautiful to have faith, no matter what you believe in, but humanity is another story. You have to search far and wide to find beauty in humans, and when you do find it, there will be plenty of other humans who will tell you you are wrong about what you've found. I've earned my doctorate in people, especially the ones who I am blessed to have loved (for that is the greatest education of all...study your people...knowledge is power, the good kind...the better you understand your beloveds, the more you have to offer them for the Magick they bring into your life), and I will stand on file on this advice; don't listen to humans. Listen to your intuition...other than the stars, it is the only GPS you will ever need.


-Deannalynn Arzola

Dreams are not wishes...
Wishes are wishes...
Dreams are your intuition telling you secrets you can only hear  when you are at your most relaxed.
Pay attention to your dreams...
Follow your dreams...
And when you wake up, wish yourself back to sleep...
For your dreams are your soul whispering to your heart.

Blessed Be:::

DeAnna Lynn Arzola

Deannalynn Arzola shared It's a Scorpio Thing's photo.

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Married to a Cancer...Affairs with several Scorpios
Marriage is nice, for awhile, but even in the depths of commitment, I have always found myself NEEDING a respite, and, for some wicked reason, a Scorpio seems to walk into my life and sweep me up in the intensity of passion and addiction.
Poor David...
He had to deal with my being in love with two of them during our blessed union.
Don't know if it's a Capricorn thing, or just me, but I can spot one from a mile away, and they always say the first word to me, and once our eyes meet, that's it...it's on!!!
God gave us Scorpios to show us what love is..

Sorry, Dave, ya just had to be born in July...

Hero and Leander 

It lies not in our power to love or hate, 

For will in us is over-rul'd by fate. 

When two are stript long ere the course begin, 

We wish that one should lose, the other win; 

And one especially do we affect 

Of two gold ingots, like in each respect: 

The reason no man knows; let it suffice, 

What we behold is censur'd by our eyes. 

Where both deliberate, the love is slight: 

Who ever lov'd, that lov'd not at first sight. 

Christopher Marlowe 

"TORN"

Natalie Imbruglia

I thought, I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around and he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry

Well, you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know
Seem to care what your heart is for
But I don't know him anymore

There's nothing where he used to lie
The conversation has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's fine, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see
The perfect sky is torn
You're a little late, I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune teller's right
Should have seen just what was there
And not some holy light

It crawled beneath my veins
And now I don't care, I had no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can touch, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see
The perfect sky is torn
You're a little late, I'm already torn, torn

There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's right, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on this floor

Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see
The perfect sky is torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I'm ashamed
Bound and broken on the floor
You're a little late, I'm already torn, torn

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VV1XWJN3nJo&list=PLAF17C1873F99FB53&index=10

No One Ever is to Blame

You can look at the menu but you just can't eat
You can feel the cushions but you can't have a seat
You can dip your foot in the pool but you can't have a swim
You can feel the punishment but you can't commit the sin

And you want her and she wants you
We want everyone
And you want her and she wants you
No one, no one, no one ever is to blame

You can build a mansion but you just can't live in it
You're the fastest runner but you're not allowed to win
Some break the rules and live to count the cost
The insecurity is the thing that won't get lost

And you want her and she wants you
We want everyone
And you want her and she wants you
No one, no one, no one ever is to blame

You can see the summit but you can't reach it
It's the last piece of the puzzle but you just can't make it fit
Doctor says you're cured but you still feel the pain
Aspirations in the clouds but your hopes go down the drain

And you want her and she wants you
We want everyone
And you want her and she wants you
No one, no one, no one ever is to blame
No one ever is to blame
No one ever is to blame

Songwriters
HOWARD JONES

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a2V3SNrkpp0

On this fine January day in Western Oregon, I woke to the sun shining through my window. An anomaly in and of it's self.

What woke me from my slumber, however, was not the unfamiliar light, it was a dream. A dream about a man I made a New Year's resolution to move past. Not forget, surely there must be something to be learned from this crazy roller-coaster I have been on with him for the past nine months. Just move past. 

I have been doing rather good at accomplishing this goal, too. In fact, the day of the night I made this resolution, I was confronted by a gal whom my beloved had had an affair with. I had known of this tete-a-tete, prior, and had even come to terms with it. Meeting her in person, however, left me so perplexed, I was finding it very hard to concentrate on the mundane tasks of my day. I went home that night with a stranger in an attempt to redact all things "Beloved" and awoke on New Years Day terribly exhausted from all the emotional turmoil of the past nine months, spiritually stunned and absolutely determined to move past this man.

I saw him the day after New Year's. Now, bear in mind, I have made several very feeble attempts at walking away, before, but on the day, I felt different. The times before had me intellectually moving away, but at the same time being spiritually drawn to him, as I have been from the moment we met. On this day, however, the strength of my soul had almost completely banished him from my heart. It wasn't quite so difficult to force myself to pull away, to be indifferent to him. 

So I'm not so sure if it was actually seeing this train-wreck of a woman he had spent so many days cheating on the mother of his child with or magic or my own incredible constitution that allowed me respite from my obsession, but I am, and while it is taking it's spiritual toll on me, I can actually see the finish line for the first time on this journey, and this morning offered me an even brighter glimpse, as this was my dream:

Said Beloved and I are travelling along a road. We are in the back of a pick-up truck with a friend of his and many of the friend's belongings. We are helping the friend move. Along this road, as the three of us are sitting on the tailgate, our legs hanging off the back of the truck, we hit a very large speed bump. "Hold on, boys!" I exclaimed. If I remember correctly, I said this three times, as we encountered this bump three times, as well. When we arrive at our destination, Beloved takes a seat on the living room floor in front of a console tv. He is surrounded by approximately four or five young boys, all between the ages of four and eight. They are hanging on him and all are laughing jovially. As I woke, the vision of my darling beloved remained in my head. I could see him clearly, as I can now, remembering this dream quite vividly. I could see his green eyes, bright and full of life, hiding the wicked secrets of his past. I could see his somewhat crooked smile, a part time mask, part time tool of charm, used to get exactly what he wants. For a moment in time, there was a joy about him one rarely sees. It was lovely, but this was MY dream and here's the incredible interpretation...

THE MAN IN MY DREAM:

A man you know in real life may represent that actual person or the type of role he plays in your life (supervisor, father, friend, doctor, business person, etc.).

MY "BELOVED":

Good will, care, compassion, empathy, respect, adoration. God or spirituality. Attachment or wanting. Idolizing or objectifying. Consider the context in the dream.

THE MOVE:

Moving from one home to another can represent a change or transition in your life, or a fresh start or new beginning.

THE ROAD:

A road or highway can represent: A way to get from one place to another, either literally or symbolically, as in series of events, or one action leading to certain results Your life path or life journey, or a portion of it—past, present, or future

THE SPEED BUMP:

To see or go over a speed bump in your dream indicates that you need to slow down. You may be moving too fast in some relationship or some aspect of your waking life. Alternatively, speed bumps represent minor obstacles you are facing in your life.

THE FRIEND:

The actual person, or the type of role that person plays in your life: support, inspiration, humor or entertainment, or even betrayal, disrespect, etc.
THE BOYS:

General young male characteristics such as curiosity, protectiveness, strength, or assertiveness or aggression

THE NUMBERS 8 & 4:

Eight: A number of spiritual perfection, also meaning "perfect in form" or "perfectly complete."

Four: Order, organization in your life—perhaps you have it, or you could use more of it. Balanced, even, symmetrical.

THE THREE OF US SITTING NEXT TO EACH OTHER AND THE BOYS CLINGING TO "BELOVED":

Something that is next to something else could represent: A feeling that the two belong together, are involved with each other somehow, or have something in common Objects that are close together spatially. Events that are close to each other in time. People that are emotionally close to each other. Companionship or a desire for companionship.

Discuss amongst yourselves...

-Deannalynn Arzola