Jodie Krammer
   
 

 
     
It All Starts Here
  Life is what we see and allow to happen to us in the light and in the shadows of our dreamss
  

 
       
     
   
 
   
 
   
       
       
     
Something About Willie Nelson
 

Have you ever listened to Willie Nelson. I always wondered how his songs somewhere down the road crossed into the spiritual of life of all mankind. Maybe just living life is the answer. Then again maybe allowing yourself to converse with life as you walk along what is happening around you is a more correct way to be one step above the line. The earth is traveling throught the center of the universe, the economy is failing world wide and all are in horror from the news about the global unrest while people starve. mybe we all shold stop and listen to Willie play. I had one day at a concert. His music did something to the audiance. There was peace, a calm came about and somehow you knew things was going to align with peace and harmony. What was it anyway about Willie Nelson, where did he get his country mojo.

It came to light. Willie has a bond with all the people he plaed with. Somhow their love for him, his music, their music became one. With that in view they played and prayed together as brothers and sisters passing in the night spand of a clubdate under smikey lights and beer and colored lights.

You can believe what you like but there's no other man that carries the names of people past and present as signatures on his guitar. Its like walking in the woods within a grove. You see the initials of friends carved in the bark for all to see where they visit. Then somethng deeper spoke to me about Willie. He's like a shamon of story telling , and his crane bag is more like the face of a great gallery panal somewhere in a sacred canyon. His songs enchant while you watch the man and read the names that say, "Never forget me, we are brothers of the spirit from a time to make this moment holy".

 
   
 
Political play 2008 "When will we ever learn"
   
Cycle tours along a country road
   
A day in the light
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Thank you note
       
       
 
   
 
Places along the way


Life is an adventure. We don't always know where we are going, or how the outcome of interacting with people will be. However we could go back in time and find our skills for playing. I'm sure we'd all be better friends. and call each other by our first names. I call to all to find their little skipper and begin again in the life we now have. Together we can open doors for each other.

Glenn Capers

  
     
 
If you know the path
 

 

Esteddfod

There are times when the path is lost. This is when each of us encounter the next life cycle. A new path a new gae is there for us to discover and journey.

I invoke the light of elfland to comfort you as you larn to see the light differnt rom others.

Your pilgrimage is yours to acknowledge. the boat now sways at pier's end.

Go out in the tide and know you are protected.I

 

Conduit path

This night I call the celtic spirits of the four corners, the fathers from the ancient stories, to the mythological characters that follow in the shadows. And our ancestors beneath us that have passed from generations past.
May they guide our hearts, may we become in tune as the sun marks a true spot this summer on Alban Arthan in the southern hemisphere the winter solstice and in our hemisphere the summer solstice of Alban Hefin.
May that special day begin with watching the sun rise and saying the names of people you love honor and respect as fast as you can softly. Kneel, then touch the ground by your feet while touching your heart with your left hand and say, " Mother let me hear you this one day and teach me directions, truth, friendships, and honor. I am your daughter, and son. I am your creation in tune with you. Show me the one true path as I walk and pray here this moment in silent.

And to all a god parting
with wand and torch
Glenn Capers

  
   
   
When the moment ends the wee small group of three has performed their magic under lights and blaring trumpets in synch with the hearts of the audience. The children roar with joy to see the Ring Leader leads the elephant around, while the elephant towers on two hind legs and watches the Damsel balance and entangle with the trunk of the beast, the audience gasps every-time thinking she is in danger. The beast and her all old friends. They know the ropes they've done it for years on the road from one town to the next under the big top. Now its time to relax knowing they gave the gift of joy to every boy and girl. The parents are heros and dinner will come next then sleep. Come school they will tell the tales over and over in class. The Ring Leader, The Damsel in feathers and the Elephant that never forgets, can now relax until the next performance somewhere in another tiny town then start the cycle over.