And so ... it begins .....

Here's where the truth is told, the earth is the foundation, the sky is the limit and the unadulterated, unvarnished, and uncensored opinion of a cranky old hag gets put out into the world at large, like it or not. Slaughter the sacred cows and let the chickens come home to roost. No pain, no gain, no fears, no tears. Telling it like it is to those who are willing to listen - and maybe do something about it - if you are willing to dare to be different in the morning.

Are you brave enough? or are you always afraid that a house will fall on you? Don't look up - look around instead - and see the forest and the trees. The Chalice and the Blade. The Mirth and the Reverence. The Power and the Compassion. The way of the Cranky Crone. Pull up your red and white striped socks. There's work to be done, from the inside out. Lots of hard pondering and rough road ahead, so put on your black pointed thinking cap and tie it on real tight. Call in the flying monkeys. We'll need some back up. Buckle up your broomstick, my pretties - this is just the beginning.