Love, blessings and hope

My love, my blessings, my dreams, my hopes for all of you…

May you have a ‘dreamy’ New Year
full of Love
tender and sweet

May you have Passion that
makes you weak at the knees
and makes your toes curl 😉

May you have Kisses
that linger like
honeyed berries breaking on the tongue
that lifts you off your feet

May you have serenity
in the arms of the one you love
and see it —
reflected in your lovers eyes

May you have Prosperity
in the way it matters most –
In love, in serenity, in home.

May your imagination
be touched and caressed
to peaks untouched before.

Feel inspired, feel magical, feel blessed!

Most of all, yes, I wish you love, love, LOVE!

Love & Hugs, ~Helena



Official I’m a bitch day

woman-screamingAAAHHH!! SCREAM!!!

I’m soooo pissed right now .. Grumble-gripe-bitch-moan
sometimes I really hate men…..damn it I’m ready to burst

*looking around* where’s my serenity? sanity? Anything?
How’s it said? ~”can’t live with ’em & can’t shoot ’em” ..


just thought I’d log in and blow some steam off..

thanks for reading lol 

A pair of Passionate Poems

00027Tell me have you met a Goddess like me
soft lips unused by thee and skin so fair
set your seal upon my tender skin
so I may be for you and you alone

Other men may wish to seduce me, but
only you understand the animal within
I am not for just anyone to enjoy
you are my beloved and I am yours

’tis the truth I dare to know
do you ache for me, do confess
the fire it burns the flames rise
as if shades, I close my eyes

I go to my dreams and dimly fade
beneath the crescent moon above
my ancient flame, whom I’ve known before
’tis your lips, your love I dream of.

She rides the winds

Two souls searching for each others arms
Twin souls throughout time entertwined

She travels in her dreams
she rides the winds to be with him
to feel his strong arms of desire
to feel his body pressed against hers
to feel his untame passion

She rides the winds
feeling his spirit calling her
she listens to her lovers call
and rides the winds to him
Together again
they ride the waves of passion

They make love
like thunder clapping
he rides his lover

Like an angel singing
her passion climbs
as she feeds him her sweet nectar
as his lovers milk fills her within
Holding each other,
their hearts racing
the deep kiss they share
is felt by our mother earth
she blooms with beauty
in appreciation of this magical love
She rides the winds
back to her bed
He rides the waves
back to his homeland

Two souls who’ve loved
through many lives
Two souls entertwined together
They are as one

Hope you enjoyed!

G’night and Sweet dreams! ~Helena

I thought of you today

I read this in my email, passed along through a list I am on. First person I thought of was you “Tommy Crow White Feathers”   Although I know you have more intelligence than this, I thought you may get a kick out of it! Maybe swipe an idea or two? LOL Its disturbing yet funny, if there is such a thing lol. I’ll let you decide.



To the Guy Who Tried to Mug Me in Downtown Savannah  night before last.

Date: 2009-05-27, 1 :43 a.m.  E.S.T.

I was the guy wearing the black Burberry jacket that you demanded that I hand over, shortly after you pulled the knife on me and my girlfriend, threatening our lives. You also asked for my girlfriend’s purse and earrings. I can only hope that you somehow come across this rather important message.

First, I’d like to apologize for your embarrassment; I didn’t expect you to actually crap in your pants when I drew my pistol after you took my jacket.. The even ing was not that cold, and I was wearing the jacket for a reason.. My girlfriend had just bought me that Kimber Model 1911 .45 ACP pistol for my birthday, and we had picked up a shoulder holster for it that very evening. Obviously you agree that it is a very intimidating weapon when pointed at your head … isn’t it?!

I know it probably wasn’t fun walking back to wherever you’d come from with that brown sludge in your pants. I’m sure it was even worse walking bare-footed since I made you leave your shoes, cell phone, and wallet with me. [That prevented you from calling or running to your buddies to come help mug us again].

After I called your mother or “Momma” as you had her listed in your cell, I explained the entire episode of what you’d done. Then I went and filled up my gas tank as well as those of four other people in the gas station, — on your credit card. The guy with the big motor home took 150 gallons and was extremely grateful!

I gave your shoes to a homeless guy outside Vinnie Van Go Go’s, along with all the cash in your wallet. [That made his day!]

I then threw your wallet into the big pink “pimp mobile” that was parked at the curb …. after I broke the windshield and side window and keyed the entire driver’s side of the car.

Later, I called a bunch of phone sex numbers from your cell phone. Ma Bell just now shut down the line, although I only used the phone for a little over a day now, so what ‘s going on with that? Earlier, I managed to get in two threatening phone calls to the DA’s office and one to the FBI, while mentioning President Obama as my possible target.

The FBI guy seemed really intense and we had a nice long chat (I guess while he traced your number etc.).

In a way, perhaps I should apologize for not killing you … but I feel this type of retribution is a far more appropriate punishment for your threatened crime. I wish you well as you try to sort through some of these rather immediate pressing issues, and can only hope that you have the opportunity to reflect upon, and perhaps reconsider, the career path you’ve chosen to pursue in life.. Remember, next time you might not be so lucky. Have a good day!

Thoughtfully yours,



Ok. That was just bizarre, disturbing, yet in a sick way, quite funny. What do you think?

Bizarre, stupid and hysterical

 GROOVYswirlbigToday you enter the twighlight zone (the old one)… For your enjoyment, I have found some pretty out-there, bizarre things. I laughed pretty hard at some of the stupidness (is that a word?) LOL

Enjoy, and I hope it makes you laugh at least a little!

Bizarre and Stupid Criminals

Washington D.C. – A convict broke out of jail in Washington
D.C., then a few days later accompanied his girlfriend
to her trial for robbery. At lunch, he went out for a
sandwich. She needed to see him, and thus had him paged.
Police officers recognized his name and arrested him as
he returned to the courthouse in a car he had stolen over
the lunch hour.

Ionia, Michigan – When two service station attendants
refused to hand over the cash to an intoxicated robber,
the man threatened to call the police. They still refused,
so the robber called the police and was arrested.

Radnor, Pennsylvania – Police interrogated a suspect by
placing a metal colander on his head and connecting it
with wires to a photocopy machine. The message “He’s
lying” was placed in the copier, and police pressed the
copy button each time they thought the suspect wasn’t
telling the truth. Believing the “lie detector” was
working, the suspect confessed.

Toronto, Canada – A gas station attendant had no trouble
identifying a robber for police, even though the man had
worn a pair of women’s panties over his head as a disguise.
The thief, who later admitted that his mind was clouded
by intoxicants, had stuck his face through one of the
leg-holes so he could see.

Modesto, CA – Steven Richard King was arrested for trying
to hold up a Bank of America branch without a weapon.
King used a thumb and a finger to simulate a gun, but
unfortunately, he failed to keep his hand in his pocket.

Virginia Beach – A bank robber in Virginia Beach got a
nasty surprise when a dye pack designed to mark stolen
money exploded in his Fruit-of-the-Looms. The robber
apparently stuffed the loot down the front of his pants
as he was running out the door. “He was seen hopping and
jumping around,” said police spokesman Mike Carey, “with
an explosion taking place inside his pants.”

Los Angeles, California – Police in Los Angeles had good
luck with a robbery suspect who just couldn’t control him-
self during a lineup. When detectives asked each man in
the lineup to repeat the words, “Give me all your money
or I’ll shoot,” the man shouted, “That’s not what I said!”


Bizarre December Holidays

December 21 is Look At The Bright Side Day, National
Flashlight Day, National French Fried Shrimp Day, and
Hamburger Day

December 22 is National Date-Nut Bread Day

December 23 is Roots Day

December 24 is National Egg Nog Day

December 25 is National Pumpkin Pie Day

December 26 is National Whiners Day

December 27 is National Fruitcake Day

December 28 is Card Playing Day and National Chocolate Day

December 29 is Pepper Pot Day

December 30 is Festival Of Enormous Changes At The Last
Minute and National Bicarbonate Of Soda Day

December 31 is Unlucky Day


Bizarre Newspaper Ads

Mixing bowl set designed to please a cook with round bottom for efficient beating. (love that one LOL)

Semi-Annual after-Christmas Sale.

And now, the Superstore–unequaled in size, unmatched in variety, unrivaled inconvenience.

We will oil your sewing machine and adjust tension in your home for $1.00.

Girl wanted to assist magician in cutting-off-head illusion. Blue Cross and salary.

For Sale. Three canaries of undermined sex.

Get rid of aunts: Zap does the job in 24 hours.

Christmas sale. Handmade gifts for the hard-to-find person.


Goddesses and Love..


Not too much to share tonight.. So, I’ll share an interesting post about Gods, Goddesses, and Love. I find it fascinating about the different religious views of sex, and the representations of it through Gods and Goddesses.. Here are a few of my favorites..


This celtic god is featured in many traditions . In England he was Herne the Hunter and Pan in Greece. His horns revealed his masculine vitality and his ejaculation causes a transformative energy to rise up the spine, manifesting horns and bringing mystical powers.

Inanna was the Sumerian goddess of love and fertility, who as queen of the land, made every king her bridegroom. She was also regarded as the source of the fertile Earth’s life blood. Once a year Inanna descended into the underworld, driven by a powerful love, to rescue her husband from his 6 month long sojourn there.



The Hindu Parvati sought to lure Shiva into marriage and through their loving relationship, she reconciled his polarities of remote aesthete and sexual master. These energies were made available to mortals to utilise in their own households. Parvati and Shiva’s sexual antics were thought to shake the world.
(ohh sounds rather erotic, huh?) — I’ve always felt drawn to the Hindu spirituality, it is so rich and really intrigues me. Someday, I’d love to visit India, and learn more about their culture, and of course Hinduism, see the ‘sights’ of their holy places too. Would be so neat 🙂



The Roman Love Goddess Venus represents the cycle of beauty and love. She is the original role model of the independent woman, who expresses herself sexually for the sheer joy of it. Venus was never faithful and not tied to any sense of duty. She existed purely for pleasure. — can I be her? *sly grin* (except I’d be faithful)


Well, that’s it for tonight. G’night & sleep well.

Blessings, ~Helena

Article: Write Poetry To Heal the Soul of the World

By Dr. Leo Rebello

Penning a poem is about observing the world within or around you. It is also claimed that writing poetry is good for your mental health, especially in a world full of turmoil and stress.

A new study has found that writing poems, no matter how ‘bad’ they may appear, helps the brain to cope with emotional turmoil and to reduce anxiety, fear and sadness – the less vivid and descriptive the poem is, the better is the mental unloading.

According to Dr. Matthew Lieberman of California University, expressing one-self in print is “a sort of unintentional emotion regulation” as it inhibits parts of the brain linked to emotional turmoil, and increases activity in the region to do with self-control.

In their study findings released on Valentine’s Day 2009, the researchers proved the therapeutic powers of writing by scanning the brains of 30 people as they described distressing pictures. Dr. Lieberman and his team found that the act tended to reduce activity in the amygdala, that part of the brain, which deals with control of emotion and fear.

Anger is momentary madness. In our experiments too, we found, that poetry reading or writing regulates our distress and especially in the war zone, or to calm down those incarcerated in prisons, poetry writing has a profound calming effect on the agitated minds.

We have worked with hyperactive children. We have worked with children of disturbed families, those affected by riots and natural calamity and separated from parents, especially children whose parents are in jail or children who have been abused. Making them recite poems or teaching them how to write poetry, we invariably found, has an instant calming effect on them, as poetry is the language of the soul, language of peace and language of the universe. Like in meditation you listen to the inner voice, poetry is another medium to find the god within you – poetry reading or writing leads to awakened consciousness. If poetry is accompanied by lilting music, then listeners experience subliminal bliss and communion with the universal mind, which is perfect.

We had a teacher who taught us Sanskrit through slokas (psalms) and laid the foundation for study of poetry, philosophy of life and wisdom of the universe.

The poems of great poets exude warmth of love, embody sparks of societal unrest and goad the readers to a plan of action. Hence, a Poet is called an unacknowledged legislator of mankind. The best examples of uplifting poetry are “Prayer for Peace” by St. Francis of Assisi, or “Don’t Quit” by Anon, which have inspired millions from emotional abyss. Poetry lovers will also remember “The Impossible Dream” from La Mancha (Musical).

Like reverse osmosis, a method of extracting essentially pure, fresh water from salt water, Poetry brings out purity within you, by removing the pollution from your body, mind and the spirit. Poetry helps one to reminisce, retrace, re-vest, refresh and renew oneself.

In conclusion, poetry is an instrument of love and understanding, peace and harmony, hope and faith and all that is good and perfect. There are 39 uplifting poems (35 in this section, 4 in other parts). They should inspire you to start writing poetry to heal the soul of the world, and create a world without wars.

Let us begin with a sensitive Urdu poem of Sahir Ludhiyanwi (pen name) or Abdul Hayee (1921-1980), who was a popular Urdu poet and Hindi lyricist and songwriter. He won the Filmfare Award twice, in 1964 and 1977, and the Padma Shri, in 1971. He is remembered as a poet (along with Kaifi Azmi), who brought Urdu literature to Indian motion pictures. His poetry was full of depth, intensity and purity. Amrita Pritam, a popular novelist, was his lover when they were studying together in Ludhiana.

Aye sharif insanon,
Khoon apna ho ya paraya ho, nasle – Aadam ka khoon hai aakhir.
Jung magrib mein ho ki mashrik mein, Aman-E-Aalam ka khoon hai aakhir.
Bam Gharon per giren ki sarhadpar, rooh-e-taamir zakhm khati hai.
Khet apne jalen ya auron ke, jist phagun mein tilmilati hai.
Tank aage badhen ki peeche haten, kokh dharti ki baanjh hoti hai.
Fateh ka jashn ho ke haar ka sog, zindagi mayyoton pe roti hai.
Isliye aye shariff insanon, jang talti rahe to behtar hai.
Aap aur hum sabhi ke aangan mein shama jalti rahe to behtar hai.


English translation by Dr. Leo Rebello:

Oh Gentlemen,
Whether it is your blood, or someone else’s – after all it is the blood of humanity.
Whether the war is fought in the East or West – it is peace messenger’s blood after all.
Whether the bombs fall on homes or on the borders – our Soul is scarred.
Whether the fields burnt are ours or theirs – the loss is everyone’s.
Whether tanks roll forward or backward – the earth is ravaged.
Whether it is the victory cry or cry of defeat, life cries over the dead.
Therefore, oh Gentlemen,
It is good if war can be avoided,
And if we keep candles burning in our gardens.

Reproduced from World without Wars by Dr. Leo Rebello