Hello! Ines the Goddess here!

December 29th, 2008

So, I have finally become an “author” in the blog section. Yay! For those of you who do not know who I am, go look under Ines in the Goddesses section. Thats me, in my full glory.

Even though I hate the materialistic aspect of Christmas nowadays, I must say my Christmas was very nice. My mother was up from San diego. I must say though that I am very jealous of the snow in Portland. I absolutely love snow. Love it. I love sledding and snowwomen/men and snow angels and snowball fights. I also love the quietness that descends upon Portland when it snows. Everything looks clean and pristine and everyone has to walk to their destination. Its like a little magic falls upon the city. The weather here in Santa Cruz is beautiful though, so I should not complain :-) I will be up in portland towards the end of January so I might be able to play in the snow then. Although, it sounds like people are getting pretty sick of the snow.

New years eve is coming upon us. Does everyone know what they would like to manifest in 2009? I think I would like to spend my new years eve in the forest, hanging out with trees and ferns and loving the moon.

Hope all is peaceful and beautiful in your life.

Dance

December 13th, 2008

Well I awoke this morning to at least six to eight inches of the first falling snow. Peaceful I thought to myself… unlike the rest of the world. There is a peaceful new beginning that falls across her mountains and valleys this time of year in Vermont and I can’t quiet put my finger on it.

The winter solstice will soon be upon us( thank you great mystery) and where ever you beautiful Pagan earth goddess are… I hope the bond fires are very high. I hope you unleash the tribal pounding in side your self to the the point”that even the gods speak of god.”

peace

Dave

New York Fashion Week

September 22nd, 2008

New York Fashion Week has ended, and there is much to see, think, write, and read about including the article that caught my eye in the New York Times: Fashion Plays Peekaboo, Once Again, by Eric Wilson.

Photo by Richard Termine

Photo by Richard Termine

Mr. Wilson writes about how blasé everyone, at the fashion shows, was when models sported a shear top and visible nipple-ring, see through camisoles, a transparent raincoat with nothing but a thong underneath, and breasts clearly visible through a dress. “Yawn,” Eric Wilson writes.

Photo by Evan Sung

Photo by Evan Sung

I, however, have always found titillation more exciting than revelation. ‘More concealed is more revealed,’ I say, and though that doesn’t make literal sense it does have a kernel of truth.

Photo by Erin Baiano

Photo by Erin Baiano

The above three photos are from Eric Wilson’s article, but the next brings me back to fashions of the hippie era and one in particular that is near and dear to my heart.

This photo of is of sixties icon Peggy Moffit modeling the famous Rudi Gernrich “No Bra” bra, and I say near and dear to my heart, because my first real girlfriend—you can guess what real means—bought a No Bra bra and let me take it off the first time she invited me to touch her breasts. She said she bought it for me, and, as you can see, there wasn’t much to remove, but I took longer removing that bra than any bra I had the privilege of removing later in life, for, as I am fond of saying, ‘Titillation is sexier than sex,” and we shared that for as long as we could, before moving forward, or should I say downward.

Eric Wilson, in his Fashion Week article, goes on to say that in an era in which the presidential election has been largely shaped by women, the trend toward being revealing is a political statement. I quote:

“In 2008, it is fashion designers who are jettisoning the undergarments. And some of those whose models were unburdened of their bras said they were consciously doing so to make a political statement.”

‘Hogwash,’ I say, which is a polite way of saying how I really feel. In the fashion industry it ain’t about politics, it’s about getting attention, selling product, and making money. Spare me your platitudes.

But, politics aside, though we at HippieGoddess may eschew the fashion industry that doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy eye-catching photography.

Photo by Will Ragozzino/Getty Images

Photo by Will Ragozzino/Getty Images

Here’s a dress that begs for an acid trip, and, since we here love photos of goddesses, I follow with two portraits, of fashion models, that I find hard to turn from.

Photo by Greg Kesseler

Photo by Greg Kesseler

Photo by Greg Kesseler

Photo by Greg Kesseler

For those who are interested (you may have to log in as a NYTimes.com subscriber, at no cost) here is the link to Mr. Wilson’s article, so I may give him full credit.

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/14/fashion/shows/14transparent.html?ref=shows

Matthew

I wonder

September 17th, 2008

I wonder if this is the beginning of the end of all , or most of the corporate giants? Is this where we start going back to the land, living in small community’s, or maybe it’s just a dream and we aren’t so lucky(going back to the land that is) a billion dollars here, billion dollars their…no big deal the tax’s payers will pay for it… it’s ok the Rome Empire..oops the Bush Empire has all kinds of money don’t worry about..so we’ll tack on the extra 5 trill to bail these crooked bastards out, add that on to the 2 or so trill. that we all ready owe China and make it a cool 7 trillion…and don’t worry about it. Our imperialistic government will just invade someone else.

peace
Dave

Beautiful

September 6th, 2008

Have ever in your life, seen anything so beautiful as the earth goddess?

peace

Dave

Epiphany

August 11th, 2008

About two months ago I was thinking about my mom and just how much I still miss her, she passed away in 1998 of cancer.  I noticed one day I was rather caught up in the picture of Ayla”The Truth  Seeker” were she’s reaching toward the sky,  right below the picture of Alexia (in the sample section) when I was struck with a some what bitter/sweet epiphany( my mom was not my one true mother, she was only a female representative of my true mother Gia…my earth mother. It all started when I was looking at Ayla and the fact that she could be a mother, then there was the tomato plants bearing fruit and behind all of this was Gia our one true mother

peace

Dave

No more ice?

July 3rd, 2008

I read in the paper the other day,  were it said for the first time in human history the North Pole could be ice free this summer. Some will say it’s natural…some say it’s because of global warming and the impact we have on the land. Research says that from 1978-2006 the temp. has risen 4 degrees. What do you think?…are we killing our earth mother?

This year, about 12000 Americans will be shot to death

June 29th, 2008

This quote from the LA Times really struck me

How come it is that Americans are willing to suspend the constitution when 2,752 people are killed in an attack but are unconcerned with 12000 are killed in a series of attacks? imagine if eight or none terrorist attacks like 9-11 happened every year. Is there any doubt we would suspend the constitution and go completly insane in America?

Like so many things in this and indeed most other nations the rational of it all makes little sense.

I am unconviced that gun laws or simple regulation is the answer here, though maybe it is.

What I think we do need is for a serious look at the problem and the soluion, untanted by political motivation to be taken.

Cleaning out my note books

June 27th, 2008

There is a dream somewhere,  when I see the wonders of Eden, yet I feel as if I can no longer respond to the calling of my nature. Captured  by a yesterday longing to set free… the individual introspective nature of my being. I hear the drumming of my ancestral family calling me to dance…thou separated by a thousand generation they call me by my name and I know that I am home.

peace

Dave

The little things in life…

June 17th, 2008

I haven’t posted on here before, so I really ought to start out by saying, well, HI!

I’m Eclipse(well duh) and with Emma’s encouragement, I decided to post. A lot of exciting things are happening in my world right now!

I just finished writing my second novel, my first is just waiting for the cover art to be finished before it’s published, and while I’m editing the second(again, ugh) I just started the third. Those of you who like fantasy/romance might want to keep your eye on me in the coming months for publishing dates. ^.~

Let’s see, then of course there’s my rescues. I’m an avid animal person, not just snakes! I recently rescued a mother cat and her kitten from a really awful situation, and I’ve been rehabilitating them. They are making stunning progress, and I am very proud of their will to overcome.

Oh of course, the SNAKES!

Well today - yes, this very morning… All the eggs that had pipped(begun to open) on Friday the 13th, all came out of their eggs! From this one clutch of five eggs, I got three beautiful pastels(about $450ea) and two fantastic normals. These… are my passion, and my driving passion. I hear all the time, “It’s the little things in life that make it worth living.” and so I try to live my life savoring every tiny moment for what it is worth. I never thought I would take the saying so literally!

These tiny little snakes had me dancing naked in my reptile room at 4 in the morning, with a 103 degree fever the day they pipped(man I was sick), and today the same, but at 6am and without the fever today. lol

It’s moments like that, that afterwards, I am very glad for my very tolerant fiance. When my naked dancing swept me into the bedroom at 6am with a precious bundle of scales and egg white cupped gently in my hands, where I plopped down and sat on him while he slept and kissed his neck and said “honeyhoneyhoneyhoneyhoneylooklooklookhoneyhoneylookhoneylook!” He cracked and eyeball at me and very tolerantly said, “Oh, the babies hatched. They’re beautiful sweetheart, good job. He’s a cute widdle snakey.”

Yes, he’s perfect. The man, that is. The baby snake was too, but… it was one of those moments. :)

So - enough blah blah blah. Have some pictures.

Whew! That’s a lot! But… that’s today, in the life of Eclipse. I’d mention all the other stuff, but I don’t think there’s much room for all 38 of my snakes, not to mention my monitor lizards, my other 2 lizards, my poison dart frogs…. Oh! But, I can’t possibly leave without giving you a picture of the true loves of my life. The two beings that have completely stolen my heart and swept me off my feet:

Jennyr

And Will

Ok ok, a good one. He’s at a medieval re-enactment in this one. He’s the man in red on the right. :)

Thanks for reading! Sorry I was so wordy but… I’m an author, what can I say?

How long do we pay the price?

June 7th, 2008

I just read were oil jumped $11.00 a barrel in one day and now it seem as though gas could go as high as $5 a gallon by the fourth of July. Big oil keeps sitting down in front of Congress…but thats just a joke. It’s hard to make someone change when they (big oil) gives you money to finance your election campaign. What do you think?

peace

Dave

Standing on the Moon

May 27th, 2008

When I was growing up I became aware that there were two worlds, that which my parents would have me see and that which I found myself drawn into.

There were those who saw the world through the lenses they were taught, and those who sought their own.

I have never had premonitions or great meditative abilities or discipline, but what  I do possess is the ability to put myself behind someones eyes, to stand in their shoes so to speak and alter how I perceive the world for a moment. I don’t mean this to sound like any kind of supernatural power, simply the ability to put aside my own values, perceptions and reality and look through different lenses.

IIt’s something I have come to learn as I grew older that many people simply can not do. Most think the reality and values they hold are universal.

It becomes amazing to realize that there are not simply two worlds, two sets of values out there but huge numbers.

Many people share values and perceptions and we tend to think of these as being cultural or racial and to some degree there is some truth in that. What we miss so often in looking at other cultures or periods in history, we forget that always there was the other side. Even in Nazi Germany or the Witch Trials there were those struggling and healing from within, those sacred to the Goddess and those sacred to themselves.

I know in my own lives my own journey is a long one and I have many struggles and battles within and without I need to make. I hope I can keep the empathy that comes from looking through someone elses eyes while I do