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Continue reading →: Saying Goodbye
It’s never easy to say goodbye, regardless to who or what it is, or when you know you need to move forward, or when you know you’ll never see them again. This is in regards to death, moving, or simply knowing that you’ve grown, and they haven’t. I’ve posted a lot lately…
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Continue reading →: Never underestimate the power of crystals
Bleh, writer’s block. It’s evil. It creeps up out of nowhere, just as you sit down to write a scene that has been playing in your mind all day. And nothing. That was me this afternoon. Painful, painful!! I’ve been wanting to write this one particular scene for my novel…
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Continue reading →: I found my Australian spirit animal (I am the Emu)
I ended up taking today off work. I went to the Doctor’s yesterday as I’m dealing with shit at the moment, so I went in this morning with a blood test. Due to when I went in, it wasn’t worth going to work afterwards. I’m planning on working back next…
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Continue reading →: A visit from a God
I think I was visited by Pan last night. He was young, Greek looking. He allowed me to believe that no matter how great my mood swings will become, I know people in a far worse situation. Then he asked to be my friend on Facebook, and subscribe to this…
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Continue reading →: Child of the Sun King
I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned this yet, but this last week I’ve felt a strong masculine presence. I can’t think of any way to describe it, as I’ve never felt this before. But it’s been so strong that I’ve almost wanted to get away, far far away, from any…
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Continue reading →: The realisation that change is good, change is happening, and I have no idea if I’m ready
Of late, I have been missing where I grew up. This can be both a good thing, and a very dangerous thing. To be honest, I don’t want to live in the town I grew up. I don’t want to raise my children there. It’s an oversized country town that…
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Continue reading →: Answering the Call – Herne the Hunter
I have always considered myself a Child of Herne the Hunter. Since I first found the Pagan path, it was he who chose me. He chose me from birth, allowing me to be raised under his guidance, in a suburb called ‘Herne Hill’. Of late, the calling to connect with…
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Continue reading →: Finding peace with what ails
Recently I posted about my new job eating at my conscience. Today, I found peace with it. Today, we had a “team bonding session.” All day. For the most part, it was interesting. 20-40 year olds playing tunnel ball? Classic! Finishing the day at Darling Harbour with bowling and an…
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I’m Rowan
Welcome to BookOfEucalypt, my little piece of the internet since 2011. I write about all things Paganism, Herne the Hunter, my path, with bits of poetry and short stories thrown in for good measure.
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