Courage

Courage is the ability to face adversity and overcome it. I have courage and I am proud of it. I am a very open person, I don't hide my feelings, my actions, and my desires. I stand by my word and my actions. If they are wrong then I was wrong. As I read in a person's blast about a month ago. The only people that know how far they can go , is the people that go too far. Maybe at times I have been rash, but there was action. Maybe I choose the wrong fight, but someone stood for the cause of the fight. An hour ago I didn't know how I should feel about this. But then I remembered what Churchill did and said. " Someone had to be the first, someone had to say NO." Churchill talked about Poland during the opening days of WW2. When the Germans attacked, Poland fought back. The poles were outclassed in every way but they said no to Germany.

tactics and ethics... I was questioned on my tactics used. I am puzzled and disappointed on this. A person should try to fight a battle with some ethics, but not be blinded by ethics. Like right now, our border patrol can't and won't fire in defence of themselves against illegals around our southern border. But these illegals have no trouble in shooting and harassing our men. People are told to fight with a good 'christian' moral or to be the better man in a situation. You can't fight a fight or work for a cause with one arm tied behind your back. Now my rule in dealing with others go like this. Try to treat others with respect unless they give you reasons to act without respect. Thus as long as someone doesn't fling some mud at me I won't start the mud flinging.

I am not a self centered person. I think about other people. So I will defend other people. I believe thinking "It doesn't involve me, thus I am not getting involved." is pretty shallow. People want to call others pagan brothers and sisters, what type of brother or sister are you when you stand back and let them get insulted. For a moment I was going to remove myself from the outside world, but I thought that was the wrong thing to do. That would be giving up. I have found strength in me, my spirit is strong. There are people that I help in the pagan community, I give them some of my strength to carry on when they need it.

I have the heart of a warrior. And I fight all battles that I see worth fighting because I think that someone should. I have that right. I don't start fights ,I help others that are in a fight already. So call me a troll. That is fine, I decided long ago that I would fight many fights, I am not going to change. For those of you that don't care about what goes on around you , I think you are a cow. You stand there as the world spins on by not adding anything to improve the situation. And to those that seem to run into the corners when the insults start and the stand for respect is going on, I think you are a rabbit. A scared little animal that jumps at the first sign of danger that also doesn't add to the world around them.  Be the Elk  that is majestic and stands with  grace. The Elk  can defend itself and its young when needed. You don't have to  start fights , you just need to  help  end them.

A poem .. Celtic Fire

       Celtic Fire

From the isles in the north,

Burns an immortal flame.

Stronger than any dragon's breath,

The fire burns in me the same.

In the arms of the Celtic Cross,

The four winds burn in balance.

A symbol of great unity,

A heart at a ready stance.

First is the wind of the North,

at first is seems cold and of spite.

But inside one shall truly see,

The steady hand of truth's might.

The western winds sweep forth,

Covering all lands it can find.

Hand of an inquisitive nature,

This wind strengthens the mind.

Of the east is a mystic breeze,

Searching for dreams and visions.

The hand of hopes and wishes,

Seeking forth of our mind's illusions.

The Southern wind is of warmth,

Full of emotion and compassion.

The wind full of heart's fire,

The hand that gives us passion.

The winds are bound by a ring,

A symbol that is eternal,

Linking the traveling winds,

A power thats fraternal.

In the center lies the heart,

The core for all of Celtic pride,

It is there for each of us,

All you have to do is look inside.


This poem is motivational to me. I wrote because it is to remind me of life and how it is supposed to be. Life is about strength, passion, knowledge, and faith. A person needs all of these in balance to truly live in my opinion.