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4 and 20 Blackbirds

Tammy | June 10, 2010 | 3 Comments
No – I’m not talking about blackbirds and pies. I’m talking about Raven energy. Out trekking I saw lots of them.  Way more than 4 and 20.  And lots of art with them – which I did NOT react to like art with Blue Herons (they’re…
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Solopreneur, Wylde Women

The Wylde Way – notes from the road

Tammy | June 3, 2010 | 4 Comments
I have no idea if the posts I preposted are going to show up.  They are not here on my screen so perhaps the imps got them, or perhaps – well, who knows about these things. As you know from my previous post, I am off trekking.  It seems it has happened…
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Trekking into the Wylde

Tammy | May 31, 2010 | 4 Comments
What do you call it when you go on “retreat” but it’s really more of a going-forward movement – do they have a word for that?  And do they have a word for mixing in all the parts of you clamoring to emerge – which is why you’re…
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Enter the Wylde Woman

Tammy | May 27, 2010 | 1 Comment
Ambiguity. Does the title mean you are being invited to enter the Wylde Woman (who is, of course, your own self). Or does it mean that the Wylde Woman is entering. Or does it mean both. And how the hell are you to tell what it means.  Is it a sign or a coincidence…
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Doesn't Fit Anywhere Category, Uncategorized, Wylde Women

Rules for Living Wylde

Tammy | December 17, 2009 | 7 Comments
Inside every woman is the wylde child she was both born as  and returns to as a crone who has rediscovered her childlike self.  The journey in between is called life.  There is no dress rehearsal. Rules for Living Wylde 1.  Protect the wild places (inside…
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A Gift from Angels

Tammy | September 10, 2009 | 4 Comments
Linda's Angel by Tammy Vitale. 1. The Angels/are not like the Saints.///They do not discriminate/but come to everyone./Their eyes burn green fire/but their kisses are icy.//They can play rough when we get caught/in the heavy crosswinds that swirl about their...…
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