Because I know a few of you are kinky and into bdsm culture, I'm passing this on.
fetlife.com
It's where ALL the cool kids go! seriously, there are SO many local people I know who are on this site already. check out my friends list and see if you know them too.
I'm DangerGrrl on there.
Angela
23 March 2009
15 March 2009
3 bedroom for rent $1500
Our obnoxious noisy neighbors upstairs finally moved out! YAY!!!
But they pulled a Midnight Move and left the landlord in the lurch with a vacant suite and no tenants. But that gives him time to clean up the place and do some reno's and upgrades (eg replacing the linoleum with ceramic tile). He's been so busy with that that he hasn't even bothered to advertise the place yet.
I said I'd spread the word around my circles of friends to find out who's looking for a 3-bedroom because, honestly, I'd rather have friends upstairs I can live with than more crazy kooks the landlord decides to rent to.
So here's the details:
3 bedroom (upstairs of one side of a duplex house)
full 4-piece bathroom (sink, toilet, shower, bathtub)
master bedroom has 3/4 ensuite bathroom (sink, toilet, shower)
hardwood floors, carpet in bedrooms
wood fireplace
fridge / stove / dishwasher
washer & dryer
large backyard (landlord mows the lawn)
large balcony on front (off the living room)
parking for 1 car in carport, all others on gravel driveway or street
quiet cul-de-sac in suburban family neighborhood
South Burnaby area (between Deer Lake Park and Kingsway)
between Edmonds and Metrotown
here
2 blocks to buses on Kingsway
halfway between Edmonds skytrain and Royal Oak skytrain stations
(bus 106 travels to Metrotown busloop/skytrain and to Edmonds skytrain)
Pets Negotiable. The landlord likes pets, he grew up with them and enjoys them like they're family. His wife is allergic. They're mainly concerned that any pet(s) in the suite are (1) controlled such that they don't bother the other residents living in the duplex, and (2) are cleaned up after and controlled such that they don't damage the suite or dirty it up beyond salvage. I already warned him that almost all of my friends have, at the very least, one cat, so he knows you will likely inquire about your pet being allowed.
He was asking about $1500 of the previous tenants, so rent should be in that price range.
And please, for the love of all that is holy (and to ensure mine and Logan's sanity), do not apply if you have hyperactive and/or noisy uncontrollable kids! This is a quiet adult-oriented house; the other 3 units are quiet and well-behaved and after several years of those bratty kids upstairs, we all want it to stay quiet and well-behaved!
If you're interested, comment or contact me and I'll put you in touch.
Angela
But they pulled a Midnight Move and left the landlord in the lurch with a vacant suite and no tenants. But that gives him time to clean up the place and do some reno's and upgrades (eg replacing the linoleum with ceramic tile). He's been so busy with that that he hasn't even bothered to advertise the place yet.
I said I'd spread the word around my circles of friends to find out who's looking for a 3-bedroom because, honestly, I'd rather have friends upstairs I can live with than more crazy kooks the landlord decides to rent to.
So here's the details:
3 bedroom (upstairs of one side of a duplex house)
full 4-piece bathroom (sink, toilet, shower, bathtub)
master bedroom has 3/4 ensuite bathroom (sink, toilet, shower)
hardwood floors, carpet in bedrooms
wood fireplace
fridge / stove / dishwasher
washer & dryer
large backyard (landlord mows the lawn)
large balcony on front (off the living room)
parking for 1 car in carport, all others on gravel driveway or street
quiet cul-de-sac in suburban family neighborhood
South Burnaby area (between Deer Lake Park and Kingsway)
between Edmonds and Metrotown
here
2 blocks to buses on Kingsway
halfway between Edmonds skytrain and Royal Oak skytrain stations
(bus 106 travels to Metrotown busloop/skytrain and to Edmonds skytrain)
Pets Negotiable. The landlord likes pets, he grew up with them and enjoys them like they're family. His wife is allergic. They're mainly concerned that any pet(s) in the suite are (1) controlled such that they don't bother the other residents living in the duplex, and (2) are cleaned up after and controlled such that they don't damage the suite or dirty it up beyond salvage. I already warned him that almost all of my friends have, at the very least, one cat, so he knows you will likely inquire about your pet being allowed.
He was asking about $1500 of the previous tenants, so rent should be in that price range.
And please, for the love of all that is holy (and to ensure mine and Logan's sanity), do not apply if you have hyperactive and/or noisy uncontrollable kids! This is a quiet adult-oriented house; the other 3 units are quiet and well-behaved and after several years of those bratty kids upstairs, we all want it to stay quiet and well-behaved!
If you're interested, comment or contact me and I'll put you in touch.
Angela
03 March 2009
hakama pants
A few of you have commented on the hakama pants Kerr and I wear with our gi's
Here is the link if you want to buy your own: http://www.budovideos.com/shop/customer/product.php?productid=17213&cat=&page=1
Angela
Here is the link if you want to buy your own: http://www.budovideos.com/shop/customer/product.php?productid=17213&cat=&page=1
Angela
20 February 2009
healing energy at last coven meeting
Thank you to everyone for the healing energy you toned at the last meet.
Later that night, before going to bed, I went to the Dun. I wandered around a bit in the dojo and tried some katas (wow, I need practice!) and wrote in that blank hardcover book on the pedestal before the dojo. And then I started towards the tower to hang out in the circle of standing stones...
...and woke up 2 hours later on the couch.
After going to bed properly, I woke up in the morning completely healed from that nasty phlegmy cough that has been triggering my asthma all week!
This was a MUCH more effective result from the toning than I've ever had in the past, and I attribute it to going to the Dun myself and working there in conjunction with receiving the toned energy. It's not enough to ask for healing and sit back and let it come to you, you have to go out and get it yourself too. It's like that story of the guy who says to God "why did you never help me win the lottery?" and God says "I tried, but you didn't even buy a ticket!"
:-)
Angela
Later that night, before going to bed, I went to the Dun. I wandered around a bit in the dojo and tried some katas (wow, I need practice!) and wrote in that blank hardcover book on the pedestal before the dojo. And then I started towards the tower to hang out in the circle of standing stones...
...and woke up 2 hours later on the couch.
After going to bed properly, I woke up in the morning completely healed from that nasty phlegmy cough that has been triggering my asthma all week!
This was a MUCH more effective result from the toning than I've ever had in the past, and I attribute it to going to the Dun myself and working there in conjunction with receiving the toned energy. It's not enough to ask for healing and sit back and let it come to you, you have to go out and get it yourself too. It's like that story of the guy who says to God "why did you never help me win the lottery?" and God says "I tried, but you didn't even buy a ticket!"
:-)
Angela
12 January 2009
Indifference
re-posted from my coven's e-mail list:
By Kerr Cuhulain, author of Wiccan Warrior and Full Contact Magick
Last night at our Scathach training meeting at the Motherhouse I addressed the assembled members. Here is what I told them:
On January 10 I worked police dispatch for district 3. This is the south east corner of Vancouver, a large and busy district, especially so on a Saturday night. At about 2230 hours it was raining mixed with snow. A lady was walking home with her child in the 7800 block of Champlain, which is a major thoroughfare in this part of the district, composed of townhouses, a school, a community center and some minor businesses. Suddenly a 12 year old Asian boy ran up to her dressed only in flannel pajamas in his bare feet in the rain, telling her that his parents were fighting and begging her to help him. She refused, pointing to the Royal Arch Masonic Care Home that they were in front of, and telling him to run there, as they would help him. She then walked on, leaving him to his own devices. She told us later that she last saw him running towards this care home. About 15 minutes later she arrived home and, starting to feel a bit guilty I suppose, called 911.
Needless to say the call taker that took the call was appalled. So was I when the call appeared on my dispatch screen a moment later. The call taker immediately tried calling the Royal Arch home to see if the staff had the kid with them. No one would answer the phone there.
Meanwhile I’ve got the sergeant heading over with multiple police units, one going to the complainant’s home to get more details and one straight to the care home to see what they could tell us. The staff came to the door when the police officer buzzed the intercom. The duty nurse told this police officer that yes, the boy had come to the door soaking wet in his pajamas, crying, begging for help. The care home staff refused to open the door for this boy as it was “against their policy” and told him to seek help elsewhere. The last that they saw of him he was running away from their front door. Needless to say the police officer at the door blew a fuse and demanded to know why they didn’t call 911. If you can believe it, the nursing supervisor then told this police officer, “Oh yes, we did call 911.” The police officer got REALLY angry then. He told her that we WERE 911 and we knew for a fact that they had made no such call. They hadn’t. I can’t imagine how they thought that we’d think that they had.
Due to the bad weather our helicopter with its infrared scanning equipment was not in the air, but I threw every other resource that we had at this. Units checked every single street and the dog unit checked all the trails in the vicinity: Unfortunately our dog unit couldn’t track the boy because by the time we got this call and he’d got to the scene so many people had come and gone from the care home that it would have been impossible to tell who he was tracking.
Assisted by the call taker, I checked the history of every block of houses out several blocks in every direction looking for any residence that might have a history that would give us a clue where this kid might have come from. Even if the family involved had an extensive history, all that it would take is for them to move to a new house where we hadn’t had any calls yet and we’d never be able to find them that way.
The call taker and I found nothing useful.
The initial area search produced no results.
The duty officer (basically the acting chief constable) arrived on scene and got units to go door to door from the care home outwards looking for anything that would help. In the first 15 minutes of this door to door search we discovered 6 witnesses, all who had seen the following: Our Asian boy in his pajamas in the middle of Champlain Crescent, trying to stop passing cars, yelling and calling for assistance.
All of the cars drove around him and went on.
Not one of the 6 witnesses called 911.
After three hours of searching we never found him.
The dispatchers and call takers in the ops room shook their heads and said things like: “What is this world coming to?”
Some people in the Pagan community have asked me: “Why would you want to create an order of Knights?”
Because this is what the world is coming to.
I heard a lot of people on the ops floor say things that night like: “When you hear of things like this you wonder what hope is there for the world.”
Some people in the Pagan community say: “An order of Knights? That’s rather archaic. What use is it?”
Why are we all gathered together as an order of Knights?
WE are the hope.
We came together, attracted by the precepts and principles of our order. WE stand for honor and responsibility. WE are the example for the rest of our community and the rest of the world.
I know that every single one of you in our Order would have done everything you could to help this poor boy. We have ALL taken an oath to help the weak. That’s just one of the reasons that I’m so proud of you all.
I can only imagine what he must think having reached out to so many who simply turned away. Let us all hope that this boy is found safe and that a solution is found to his problem.
BB
Kerr
By Kerr Cuhulain, author of Wiccan Warrior and Full Contact Magick
Last night at our Scathach training meeting at the Motherhouse I addressed the assembled members. Here is what I told them:
On January 10 I worked police dispatch for district 3. This is the south east corner of Vancouver, a large and busy district, especially so on a Saturday night. At about 2230 hours it was raining mixed with snow. A lady was walking home with her child in the 7800 block of Champlain, which is a major thoroughfare in this part of the district, composed of townhouses, a school, a community center and some minor businesses. Suddenly a 12 year old Asian boy ran up to her dressed only in flannel pajamas in his bare feet in the rain, telling her that his parents were fighting and begging her to help him. She refused, pointing to the Royal Arch Masonic Care Home that they were in front of, and telling him to run there, as they would help him. She then walked on, leaving him to his own devices. She told us later that she last saw him running towards this care home. About 15 minutes later she arrived home and, starting to feel a bit guilty I suppose, called 911.
Needless to say the call taker that took the call was appalled. So was I when the call appeared on my dispatch screen a moment later. The call taker immediately tried calling the Royal Arch home to see if the staff had the kid with them. No one would answer the phone there.
Meanwhile I’ve got the sergeant heading over with multiple police units, one going to the complainant’s home to get more details and one straight to the care home to see what they could tell us. The staff came to the door when the police officer buzzed the intercom. The duty nurse told this police officer that yes, the boy had come to the door soaking wet in his pajamas, crying, begging for help. The care home staff refused to open the door for this boy as it was “against their policy” and told him to seek help elsewhere. The last that they saw of him he was running away from their front door. Needless to say the police officer at the door blew a fuse and demanded to know why they didn’t call 911. If you can believe it, the nursing supervisor then told this police officer, “Oh yes, we did call 911.” The police officer got REALLY angry then. He told her that we WERE 911 and we knew for a fact that they had made no such call. They hadn’t. I can’t imagine how they thought that we’d think that they had.
Due to the bad weather our helicopter with its infrared scanning equipment was not in the air, but I threw every other resource that we had at this. Units checked every single street and the dog unit checked all the trails in the vicinity: Unfortunately our dog unit couldn’t track the boy because by the time we got this call and he’d got to the scene so many people had come and gone from the care home that it would have been impossible to tell who he was tracking.
Assisted by the call taker, I checked the history of every block of houses out several blocks in every direction looking for any residence that might have a history that would give us a clue where this kid might have come from. Even if the family involved had an extensive history, all that it would take is for them to move to a new house where we hadn’t had any calls yet and we’d never be able to find them that way.
The call taker and I found nothing useful.
The initial area search produced no results.
The duty officer (basically the acting chief constable) arrived on scene and got units to go door to door from the care home outwards looking for anything that would help. In the first 15 minutes of this door to door search we discovered 6 witnesses, all who had seen the following: Our Asian boy in his pajamas in the middle of Champlain Crescent, trying to stop passing cars, yelling and calling for assistance.
All of the cars drove around him and went on.
Not one of the 6 witnesses called 911.
After three hours of searching we never found him.
The dispatchers and call takers in the ops room shook their heads and said things like: “What is this world coming to?”
Some people in the Pagan community have asked me: “Why would you want to create an order of Knights?”
Because this is what the world is coming to.
I heard a lot of people on the ops floor say things that night like: “When you hear of things like this you wonder what hope is there for the world.”
Some people in the Pagan community say: “An order of Knights? That’s rather archaic. What use is it?”
Why are we all gathered together as an order of Knights?
WE are the hope.
We came together, attracted by the precepts and principles of our order. WE stand for honor and responsibility. WE are the example for the rest of our community and the rest of the world.
I know that every single one of you in our Order would have done everything you could to help this poor boy. We have ALL taken an oath to help the weak. That’s just one of the reasons that I’m so proud of you all.
I can only imagine what he must think having reached out to so many who simply turned away. Let us all hope that this boy is found safe and that a solution is found to his problem.
BB
Kerr
11 December 2008
non-Scathach workshop in spring
So there was some talk in the kitchen tonight after swinging around our staffs outside.
I recently attended a hands-on workshop in the local kink community on making rubber floggers, and paid attention well enough that I could teach the workshop myself now. Also, between my handyman boyfriend and myself, we've figured out a few other homemade toys that we easily and cheaply made at home instead of venturing forth to expensive shops.
And while it is not a Scathach-related activity, it would appear that the pagan community and the kink community are some of the non-mainstream communities that tend to have overlapping members, and some interest was shown.
So when the weather is warmer come spring, I will be hosting a workshop at my house on how to make your own adult toys. It's cheap and easy and loads of fun! And just in time for Beltane!
Will keep you posted...
Angela
I recently attended a hands-on workshop in the local kink community on making rubber floggers, and paid attention well enough that I could teach the workshop myself now. Also, between my handyman boyfriend and myself, we've figured out a few other homemade toys that we easily and cheaply made at home instead of venturing forth to expensive shops.
And while it is not a Scathach-related activity, it would appear that the pagan community and the kink community are some of the non-mainstream communities that tend to have overlapping members, and some interest was shown.
So when the weather is warmer come spring, I will be hosting a workshop at my house on how to make your own adult toys. It's cheap and easy and loads of fun! And just in time for Beltane!
Will keep you posted...
Angela
02 December 2008
update on "request for energy"
okay, wise guys...
when I said think "green" energy at me for prosperity, I meant a larger ICBC writeoff cheque for my car.
Instead, my parents loaned me a BIG GREEN MINIVAN (for the next 2 or 3 years until I'm back at a stable job and can buy a new car again and have all those lovely monthly car payments).
It's really big, and it's really green.
haha. funny. :-P
when I said think "green" energy at me for prosperity, I meant a larger ICBC writeoff cheque for my car.
Instead, my parents loaned me a BIG GREEN MINIVAN (for the next 2 or 3 years until I'm back at a stable job and can buy a new car again and have all those lovely monthly car payments).
It's really big, and it's really green.
haha. funny. :-P
27 November 2008
request for energy
I was runover by a semi-truck yesterday. Yes, an 18-wheeler. I was merging onto Hwy 1 and the trucker sped up to cut me off because apparently he didn't want me getting in ahead of him. I guess the entire concept of "merge" was lost on him, maybe he thought I had a "yield" sign, I don't know. At any rate, he parked his truck ontop of my back corner and ICBC decided my car is a complete writeoff.
What upset me the most out of the whole thing, was that 'writeoff' means they'll give me $1400 and send me on my way to buy a new/replacement car. Meanwhile, I had just spent $7,000 in the past 18 months fixing up the car to the point that I will definitely get another 10 - 15 years out of it.
Right now I am completely broke, unemployed, and my partner is going into debt trying to keep us from sleeping in cardboard boxes in the downtown eastside. His car broke down 2 days ago and we had no choice but to buy a replacement for it (ironically, the exact make and model and year of my car!), which we are scrambling now trying to figure out how we are going to make payments on it when we're already scrambling to pay rent and groceries. Now my car also requires replacing. We don't have the money to replace 1 car right now, let alone both.
So I'm putting a request out to my coven (because that's what we do in communities and tribes when we need help) for some well-wishes and thoughts and energy. Anything anyone wants to send in the "prosperity" category would really go a long way right now. Plus, I would really like this headache to go away; it's been non-stop for the past 27 hours (since the accident, actually).
My dad seems to think he can find a friend or someone who will repair the damage to my car for less than what ICBC is offering to write it off, which would be ideal since the car is ridiculously well-maintained and driveable for the next decade. Really, it just needs the dent hammered out, the bumper and tail-light replaced, and the scraped-off paint patched up. I would really like this particular plan to go ahead successfully. So I am putting my energy into "encouraging" that to happen. Anyone who wants to chip in their visulalizing is welcome to. It's a 1994 Toyota Tercel, 2-door, white.
Somewhat related: This morning I woke up and my "I am" statement came rushing unbidden from my lips, as if it was communicated to me through my sub/unconscious during a dreamwalk I don't remember embarking on. I said it out loud a few times today and I felt STRONG.
"I am the Phoenix that rises from the purifying flames of my own destruction; in the white-hot heat of the crucible I am forged anew."
Angela
EDIT (28 Nov 2008): The car is definitely a writeoff and it's not worth repairing. So now I'm looking at buying a replacement vehicle with the $1400 - $1700 ICBC will give me. There seem to be a wicked large number of 1990s Tercels in the used car ads for my price range, so I should be okay after all... it's just a matter of going to look at and test drive all of them.
What upset me the most out of the whole thing, was that 'writeoff' means they'll give me $1400 and send me on my way to buy a new/replacement car. Meanwhile, I had just spent $7,000 in the past 18 months fixing up the car to the point that I will definitely get another 10 - 15 years out of it.
Right now I am completely broke, unemployed, and my partner is going into debt trying to keep us from sleeping in cardboard boxes in the downtown eastside. His car broke down 2 days ago and we had no choice but to buy a replacement for it (ironically, the exact make and model and year of my car!), which we are scrambling now trying to figure out how we are going to make payments on it when we're already scrambling to pay rent and groceries. Now my car also requires replacing. We don't have the money to replace 1 car right now, let alone both.
So I'm putting a request out to my coven (because that's what we do in communities and tribes when we need help) for some well-wishes and thoughts and energy. Anything anyone wants to send in the "prosperity" category would really go a long way right now. Plus, I would really like this headache to go away; it's been non-stop for the past 27 hours (since the accident, actually).
Somewhat related: This morning I woke up and my "I am" statement came rushing unbidden from my lips, as if it was communicated to me through my sub/unconscious during a dreamwalk I don't remember embarking on. I said it out loud a few times today and I felt STRONG.
"I am the Phoenix that rises from the purifying flames of my own destruction; in the white-hot heat of the crucible I am forged anew."
Angela
EDIT (28 Nov 2008): The car is definitely a writeoff and it's not worth repairing. So now I'm looking at buying a replacement vehicle with the $1400 - $1700 ICBC will give me. There seem to be a wicked large number of 1990s Tercels in the used car ads for my price range, so I should be okay after all... it's just a matter of going to look at and test drive all of them.
I am ...
I am the Phoenix
that rises from the purifying flames of my own destruction;
in the white-hot heat of the crucible
I am forged anew.
13 September 2008
Armoring - 13 September 2008
I can see in some of your eyes that haunted look that tells me that you’ve been victims. You’ve been set upon, bruised, harassed, suffered setbacks. That’s a terrible thing. But if you came to this place to claim the title “Victim” and expect to have us feel sorry for you, then you’ve come to the wrong place. You may as well turn around and leave. Yet if you came here to empower yourself, to take charge of your life, to say “Never Again!”, then you are very welcome. We Warriors are here to show you how.And some of you have that inward look which tells me that you don’t like what you see when you look in the mirror. You consider yourself weak or flawed or disrespected. That’s a difficult thing to deal with, to be sure. But if you came here to rub shoulders with us Warriors, hoping that you’d gain some respect or honor by association only, then I suggest you get lost. We’ve no time for that. But if you’ve come here to reinvent yourself, to rise from your own ashes like the Phoenix, to be glorious, then you are very welcome indeed. We are here to witness your glories and vouch for your honor.
And some of you have fear in your eyes. You’ve found the world to be a chaotic and dangerous place. But if you came here hoping that we Warriors will stand between you and that scary world, then think again. Yet if you came here to stand shoulder to shoulder with us, face your fears and not back down, then you’ll find yourself amongst friends. We Warriors are here to stand with you and watch your back.
At this point in many rituals the priestess or priest pokes you in the chest with an edged weapon and says things about it being “better to rush upon this blade” than enter with fear and demand secret passwords. I’m not wearing an edged weapon today. There are no passwords that will get you through life. What you need to enter here is not a secret. You need seven things: Loyalty, Justice, Sincerity, Courtesy, Compassion, Courage and Honor. If you have these then enter and take your places around the circle.
Armoring Oath
The Morrighan offered Setanta a choice. Setanta went on to be the great Warrior hero, Cú Chullain. This ceremony offers a choice to those who have not taken this oath before: A chance to decide your future; To take charge of it to make it what you want. For those who have taken this oath before, it is a chance to rededicate yourself to this path, to reaffirm your willingness to take on challenges and be glorious.
06 April 2008
Acceptance Ceremony - 6 April 2008
Oath of ScáthachBy the power of earth, water, air, fire, and spirit, before the Gods, the Sidhe and the Ancestors, I do declare before this assemblage my fealty and allegiance to Scáthach, to its thirteen precepts, and to the rule of law.
So shall I ever defend the values of Sincerity, Courtesy, Compassion, Perseverance, Industriousness, Justice, Loyalty, Courage, Self-Discipline, Humility, Largesse, Truth, and Honor, which in this modern world are so often neglected. I take these values into my heart and soul that they may manifest themselves in my words and deeds.
Biodh Se!
28 February 2008
Wiccan Warrior - 28 February 2008
Kerr Cuhulain, wiccan author and retired VPD law enforcement, introduced his Wiccan Warrior tradition at Grimoire's Books.
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