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What Kind Of Tree Are You



I hear some people say "Well I'm not shaped like she is, I'm more like an tree trunk! There may be some truth in that if you see it this way...



Astrology: Celtic Tree Astrology
Tree Associations Find your birthday, note your tree, and then scroll down to find a "description" of yourself - folks say that this is relatively accurate as it is based on Celtic astrology. Author Unknown





Dec 23 to Dec 31 - Apple Tree
Jan 01 to Jan 11 - Fir Tree
Jan 12 to Jan 24 - Elm Tree
Jan 25 to Feb 03 - Cypress Tree
Feb 04 to Feb 08 - Poplar Tree
Feb 09 to Feb 18 - Cedar Tree
Feb 19 to Feb 28 - Pine Tree
Mar 01 to Mar 10 - Weeping Willow Tree
Mar 11 to Mar 20 - Lime Tree
Mar 21 - Oak Tree
Mar 22 to Mar 31 - Hazelnut Tree
Apr 01 to Apr 10 - Rowan Tree
Apr 11 to Apr 20 - Maple Tree
Apr 21 to Apr 30 - Walnut Tree
May 01 to May 14 - Poplar Tree
May 15 to May 24 - Chestnut Tree
May 25 to Jun 03 - Ash Tree
Jun 04 to Jun 13 - Hornbeam Tree
Jun 14 to Jun 23 - Fig Tree
Jun 24 - Birch Tree
Jun 25 to Jul 04 - Apple Tree
Jul 05 to Jul 14 - Fir Tree
Jul 15 to Jul 25 - Elm Tree
Jul 26 to Aug 04 - Cypress Tree
Aug 05 to Aug 13 - Poplar Tree
Aug 14 to Aug 23 - Cedar Tree
Aug 24 to Sep 02 - Pine Tree
Sep 03 to Sep 12 - Weeping Willow Tree
Sep 13 to Sep 22 - Lime Tree
Sep 23 - Olive Tree
Sep 24 to Oct 03 - Hazelnut Tree
Oct 04 to Oct 13 - Rowan Tree
Oct 14 to Oct 23 - Maple Tree
Oct 24 to Nov 11 - Walnut Tree
Nov 12 to Nov 21 - Chestnut Tree
Nov 22 to Dec 01 - Ash Tree
Dec 02 to Dec 11 - Hornbeam Tree
Dec 12 to Dec 21 - Fig Tree
Dec 22 - Beech Tree




APPLE TREE (the Love) - of slight build, lots of charm, appeal, and attraction, pleasant aura, flirtatious, adventurous, sensitive, always in love, wants to love and be loved, faithful and tender partner, very generous, scientific talents, lives for today, a carefree philosopher with imagination.

ASH TREE (the Ambition) - uncommonly attractive, vivacious, impulsive, demanding, does not care for criticism, ambitious, intelligent, talented, likes to play with fate, can be egotistic, very reliable and trustworthy, faithful and prudent lover, sometimes brains rule over the heart, but takes partnership very seriously.

BEECH TREE (the Creative) - has good taste, concerned about its looks, materialistic, good organization of life and career, economical, good leader, takes no unnecessary risks, reasonable, splendid lifetime companion, keen on keeping fit (diets, sports, etc.)

BIRCH TREE (the inspiration) - vivacious, attractive, elegant, friendly, unpretentious, modest, does not like anything in excess, abhors the vulgar, loves life in nature and in calm, not very passionate, full of imagination, little ambition, creates a calm and content atmosphere.

CEDAR TREE (the Confidence) - of rare beauty, knows how to adapt, likes luxury, of good health, not in the least shy, tends to look down on others, self-confident, determined, impatient, likes to impress others, many talents, industrious, healthy optimism, waiting for the one true love, able to make quick decisions.

CHESTNUT TREE (the Honesty) - of unusual beauty, does not want to impress, well-developed sense of justice, vivacious, interested, a born diplomat, but irritates easily and sensitive in company, often due to a lack of self confidence, acts sometimes superior, feels not understood loves only once, has difficulties in finding a partner.

CYPRESS TREE (the Faithfulness) - strong, muscular, adaptable, takes what life has to give, content, optimistic, craves money and acknowledgment, hates loneliness, passionate lover which cannot be satisfied, faithful, quick-tempered, unruly, pedantic, and careless.

ELM TREE (the Noble-mindedness) - pleasant shape, tasteful clothes, modest demands, tends not to forgive mistakes, cheerful, likes to lead but not to obey, honest and faithful partner, likes making decisions for others, noble-minded, generous, good sense of humor, practical.

FIG TREE (the Sensibility) - very strong, a bit self-willed, independent, does not allow contradiction or arguments, loves life, its family, children and animals, a bit of a social butterfly, good sense of humor, likes idleness and laziness, of practical talent and intelligence.

FIR TREE (the Mysterious) - extraordinary taste, dignity, sophisticated, loves anything beautiful, moody, stubborn, tends to egoism but cares for those close to them, rather modest, very ambitious, talented, industrious, non-contented lover, many friends, many foes, very reliable.

HAZELNUT TREE (the Extraordinary) - charming, undemanding, very understanding, knows how to make an impression, active fighter for social cause, popular, moody, and capricious lover, honest, and tolerant partner, precise sense of judgment.

HORNBEAM TREE (the Good Taste) - of cool beauty, cares for its looks and condition, good taste, is not egotistic, makes life as comfortable as possible, leads a reasonable and disciplined life, looks for kindness and acknowledgement in an emotional partner, dreams of unusual lovers, is seldom happy with its feelings, mistrusts most people, is never sure of its decisions, very conscientious.

LIME TREE (the Doubt) - accepts what life dishes out in a composed way, hates fighting, stress, and labor, dislikes laziness and idleness, soft and relenting, makes sacrifices for friends, many talents but not tenacious enough to make them blossom, often wailing and complaining, very jealous but loyal.

MAPLE TREE (Independence of Mind) - no ordinary person, full of imagination and originality, shy and reserved, ambitious, proud, self-confident, hungers for new experiences, sometimes nervous, has many complexities, good memory, learns easily, complicated love life, wants to impress.

OAK TREE (the Brave) - robust nature, courageous, strong, unrelenting, independent, sensible, does not like change, keeps its feet on the ground, person of action.

OLIVE TREE (the Wisdom) - loves sun, warmth and kind feelings, reasonable, balanced, avoids aggression and violence, tolerant, cheerful, calm, well-developed sense of justice, sensitive, empathetic, free of jealousy, loves to read and the company of sophisticated people.

PINE TREE (the Particular) - loves agreeable company, very robust, knows how to make life comfortable, very active, natural, good companion, but seldom friendly, falls easily in love but its passion burns out quickly, gives up easily, everything disappointments until it finds its ideal, trustworthy, practical.

POPLAR TREE (the Uncertainty) - looks very decorative, not very self-confident, only courageous if necessary, needs goodwill and pleasant surroundings, very choosy, often lonely, great animosity, artistic nature, good organizer, tends to lean toward philosophy, reliable in any situation, takes partnership seriously.

ROWAN TREE (the Sensitivity) - full of charm, cheerful, gifted without egoism, likes to draw attention, loves life, motion, unrest, and even complications, is both dependent and independent, good taste, artistic, passionate, emotional, good company, does not forgive.

WALNUT TREE (the Passion) - unrelenting, strange and full of contrasts, often egotistic, aggressive, noble, broad horizon, unexpected reactions, spontaneous, unlimited ambition, no flexibility, difficult and uncommon partner, not always liked but often admired, ingenious strategist, very jealous and passionate, no compromise.

WEEPING WILLOW (the Melancholy) - beautiful but full of melancholy, attractive, very empathetic, loves anything beautiful and tasteful, loves to travel, dreamer, restless, capricious, honest, can be influenced but is not easy to live with, demanding, good intuition, suffers in love but finds sometimes an anchoring partner.

Last night my Daughter and I went along with some friends to go see Loreena McKennitt "An Ancient Muse" . Everthing right down to the lighting was Beautifull. It wasn't surprising to see some of the people from Fest there. I have some of her songs on my new playlist on my profile.I like to Thank Scotty & Raini , also Abby& Bryn for sharing the lovely night with us, I loved every minute of it.. I thank my Daughter for the lovely Mother's Day gift Love You Babygirl..The only thing that was missing was my Son William, His Lovely wife Karen , & my Beautiful GrandBabies, & Michael ... ALSO!!! My Bratface Little Sister All the people I love..That would of made my night complete....They were in my thoughts and in my heart, a night of BEAUTY & LOVE........


Currently listening :
An Ancient Muse
By Loreena McKennitt
Release date: By 21 November, 2006

I've been pretty happy, my daughter & I went to see an Comedy Show, at the Comedy Corner Underground. saw some great performers . Thank You... Josh Denny, Benny Quash , Kevin Craft, & Daryl Horner for all the Laughs, you guys are something else!!! Now waiting to go see one of my favorites.... "Loreena McKennitt", I can't waite Thursday night!! It's going to be a great time, I'm going to be with my Beautifull Daughter, with great friends, and hearing a Great Woman Sing.. Am I being selfish by saying I'm Blessed for what I have!!!

When things in your life seem
almost too much to handle,
when 24 Hours in a day is not enough,
remember the mayonnaise jar
and 2 cups of coffee.
A professor stood before his philosophy class
and had some items in front of him.
When the class began, wordlessly,
he picked up a very large
and empty mayonnaise jar
and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students
if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar.
He shook the jar lightly.
The pebbles rolled into the open
areas between the golf balls.
He then asked
the students again
if the jar was full..
They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand
and poured it into the jar.
Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He asked once more if the jar was full.
The students responded
with an unanimous
"yes."
The professor then produced
two cups of coffee from under the table
And poured the entire contents
into the jar, effectively
filling the Empty space between the sand.
The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor,
as the laughter subsided,
"I want you to recognize that
this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things -
family, children, health,
friends, and favorite passions --
things that if everything else was lost
and only they remained,
your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter
like your job, house, and car.
The sand is everything else --
the small stuff.
"If you put the sand into the jar first,"
he continued,
"there is no room for
the pebbles or the golf balls.
The same goes for life.
If you spend all your time
and energy on the small stuff,
you will never have room for
the things that are
important to you.
So...
Pay attention to the things
that are critical to your happiness.
Play With your children.
Take time to get medical checkups.
Take your partner out to dinner.
Play another 18.
There will always be time
to clean the house
and fix the disposal.
"Take care of the golf balls first the things that really matter.
Set your priorities.
The rest is just sand."
One of the students raised her hand
and inquired what the coffee represented.
The professor smiled.
"I'm glad you asked".
It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for
a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."
I always have coffe in my house, and a some always brewing. Like home , for family and friends.. THE PEOPLE I LOVE

So there's this guy who lives below me, who is on sec.8, he is also a drug user, and dealer because he sells his own meds that he gets off his medical card from the State, to buy Booze and other drugs. His wife left him some time ago, he doesn't work,and he suffers some type of depression due to the time he was in service (VietNam).So everytime he gets what ever check he gets, he parties all night with a bunch of kids and leaves the Apartment Doors unlocked so the kids can come and go. I've called the Police twice a month, I've call the Apartment Office, they tell me I should go down there and just talk to him "Nicely" , because after all he suffers from depression... Ya right like I want someone to put a shotgun to my face and pull the trigger, because he's depress! !! So Amanda didn't get much sleep last night and he was still going at it , this morning...Tonight I'm calling the Police if he still has it going after 10:00 ... Some People are just Jerks.. And I'm Sorry but if they have this type of problem, they need another way of help, and a different place to live ...

An old witch sat one evening next to an old oak and admired the
moon.

While sitting there she began reflecting on her many years of
practice in the craft. In doing so she wondered why she had never
found that which she had most sought through the years...her sacred
name.

"Mother?" she whispered into the wind, "my time in this life is
short, and I would make a request of you. What is the name which has
eluded me all these years?

Many names have come and gone as I saw fit, but none seemed
absolutely Divine ...one to know just between the gods and me."
Feeling her emotions rise as she began to worry that she would never
know, she began to plea in earnest, "Mother, what is my name?"

Just then the wind rustled through the trees and a gentle laugh
could be heard. The Mother's gentle voice whispered into her ear, in
a way that had become familiar over the years,

"Remember. Oh, my child, remember." With that the wind was gone, as
gently as it came.

"Mother! Why do you not answer that which I seek?" she stubbornly
asked, feeling that surely the mother would answer her this time in
her aged years. "Mother, I have waited patiently for many years, yet
you give me the same answer still."

In confusion she left her quiet spot near the old oak tree and
accepted that maybe she should never know her true name.

A few seasons later the old witch felt a gentle wind caress her
cheek and whisper in her ear, "Come, my child, your time in this
world is
almost done. "The old woman let the wind direct her to her quiet
spot under the old oak. There the Mother appeared for the first time
before her.

"Mother?" said the woman in a hesitant voice, "what would you have
me do? My body is failing and sometimes my mind is weak. Even my very
soul grows tired."

"Recline here under this tree, and close your eyes," instructed the
Lady. The old witch did so, as she was told. Then she felt the
Mother take her hand and say simply, "You must remember".
The witch began to see all that had been in her life. Her childhood,
motherhood, and craft life. She saw all times the Mother had come to
her in her workings through the years and was grateful. Opening her
eyes she dared to ask yet again, "Mother, what is my sacred name?"
The Lady touched her eyes and again the witch remembered all the
times she asked this question and all the times the only reply
was, "My child. Remember, my child." Sudden realization hit her and
she cried, "Mother?"

"Yes," said the Mother as a divine wind gathered about them. "You
had the answer all along." The wind carried them toward a bright
light.

The old woman knew her body was left behind, but didn't grieve for
it. At the outer edge of the light they paused. "Your name is very
special to me and is the same for all your brothers and sisters,
whether they be like you or four legged or winged. Even the trees
and rocks are known to me as such. None name is higher to me ...My
Child.

In realizing that you are a sacred part of the All, and no matter
how different the specie or race, you are all my children. Therefore,
My Child is the most powerful and sacred of names, for it is the one I
gave you...to all my children at their birth." The Lady then
gestured to a vision below them of a young woman laboring in her first
birth. "You see, as each woman becomes a mother she becomes a part
of me and calls you that which I do...My Child. Even daughter and son
in all the languages of the earth, mean the same... My Child. Each
time you asked of me what your name was, I always told you...Remember, My
Child.

Realization came over the old witch's face and tears of joy filled
her eyes. Knowing her life was complete, she followed the Mother
into the light and closed her eyes feeling the warmth on her face. She
couldn't tell how long she lingered there in the light nor did she
care.

She began to feel strange, her body became more solid and the warmth
she had known became a blast of cold air. Her lungs stung with the
pain of a long awaited breath and she cried out with a loud wail for
she could speak no words.

"Mother!" , she thought frantically, and she heard that gentle laugh
and that familiar voice calling to her saying "my child"... or was
it different this time?

She stopped crying and turned toward the voice. Although she
couldn't see very well she knew that this was the young mother she
had seen in the vision. She had been reborn. As the memories of her earlier
life were fading and her soul, now rested and renewed, settled into the
tiny little body, she heard one last whisper from the Mother, "In
each and every life you enter and leave with the same name...My
Child. It has been the same and will remain the same for all
eternity...My Child. The name that is All and brings you closest to
my heart....My Child. This name is what you forever shall be...My
Child."

I was talking to my sister Judy Monday night, she was feeling down about some things that our bully brother had said about the past. We got to talking about how we girls were treated from the boys, and what our duties were , and how Mom didn't remember them . So Judy asked me if I remembered, she started to talk about one , and I finished it. Being the oldest girl, and Judy was the 2nd , but 4th child born out of 8 children. Now you have to remmber this was in the Late 50's early 60's If anyone has ever seen the movie MONA LISA SMILE ,Yes I could relate to it? It was my job to help care for the younger ones, if I wasn't in school I was to make sure my little brother and sisters layed down for their nap, by rocking their crib and sang songs until they fell asleep. When Judy was old enough to help , she helped me with Michelle. we use to play this game, of writting on each others back with our fingers, to see if the other person could tell..My job was to clean the upstairs bathroom make sure the other kids were up and ready for school have the upstairs clean, come down eat, then Judy and I did dishes and left for school. We took turns cooking meals 2 to 3 times a week, for the family. We had to help with the wash and fold up the clothes, then I was taught to sew....And thats what my brother does't understand, when I say No. You were raised diffrernt from me... While he was out doing his boyish things , I was being trained to be a wife, a Mother.. ect .. what was expected of me... Just as my Mother was, what was expected of her, and thats the way people thought at that time, after all women weren't supose to have dream's, I wanted to Dance, and do ART. My Mother was lucky she got to finish school, she wanted to go to college, but she couldn't.. And I will say there were times I did clash with my Mother, because I didn't want to do What was expected of me...I wanted to breath...and I don't hate her like my brother keeps telling her....After all she made me who I am.......

Michael would of been 37 today....He was really born on a Saterday. He was so small, so round. The Marines in Oceanside Calif. where my husband & I were station gave him the name ShortRound..My Witch friend called him Little DragonFly...It was Monster Mike & Screaming Mimi, the M&M Kids to the family. My Son William and my daughter Amanda said it in the most tender way, I just didn't lose my brother, I lost my best friend , worse enemy, my Father figure, my Brother....and I've heard the same in my little Sister Michelle's post about him, what he ment to her...Today he would of been 37, what would life, of been like...Happy Birthday Michael.. I LOVE YOU & MISS YOU. He loved Garth Brooks And he liked to dance so he asked me to dance with him to this song "The Dance"

Looking back on the memory of
The dance we shared 'neath the stars above
For a moment all the world was right
How could I have known that you'd ever say goodbye

And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd have had to miss the dance

Holding you I held everything
For a moment wasn't I a king
But if I'd only known how the king would fall
Hey who's to say you know I might have changed it all

And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd have had to miss the dance

Yes my life is better left to chance
I could have missed the pain but I'd have had to miss the dance




Currently Listening :
Garth Brooks
By Garth Brooks
Release date: By 21 November, 2000

Boys Coming Home And Raini
Current mood: melancholy
Category: Friends

It's been a week since I did anything here. But I thought I would write this because this has been on my mind. I went along with my daughter down to see Brandon get off the plane. He was coming home from Iraq.. As I watched all the Families stand waiting for their loved ones, I thought of the ones who would never see their love ones walk off that plane. I thought of Raini and her family,and the many others. As I started to cry someone asked why they weren't here yet! I just said it was for everyone that came home and put my head down. I'm So Sorry Raini, I love you

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