Spellsinger is a combination of efforts, of course, as any other group might be, when it is presented in group form, but it is largely focused around my own solo work, where I am vocalizing as Beltana Spellsinger, writing the tunes, and playing the rhythm guitar (and occasionally the piano or other instrumentation) on just about everything. I presently do both solo, and also full band performances, though all I am working on right now is from my own heart and from the deepest places of my own mind. I am also blessed enough to be working at this time with my good friend and awesome percussionist Holly (“Boom Boom Valhalla”) Rudolph, also with lead guitarist and studio wiz (and my darling and beloved husband) Johnny Holzer, (who also recorded SONA’s “acousticnakedladyland” and BellaWyck’s CD, among other projects) and last, but not least, Cecil (“The Egg”) Carter on bass guitar. There are others who sit in from time to time, when I am lucky enough, but this is the core group that I work with today, when I don’t work alone, which is just as often. There is something to be said about having that kind of freedom, and we all seem to like it that way. I feel very fortunate to be at a point in my career where I can play my own tunes... generally, and working on this solo creation and the upcoming CD, “The Darke,” has been quite rewarding and very pleasing to me. I am at the best place I have been thus far, musically, and am thrilled to have finally arrived here! This upcoming collection of work is about coming face to face, head on, with the darkest and most shadow aspects... of myself, of my past, of my Universe... so that I can continue on as an artist and eventually get to the lighter, and thus more enlightened parts of myself. This is a necessary part of the process for me, and an important piece of the great puzzle that I have been working at for some time. I am enjoying the work and the recording sessions, but will also breathe a heavy sigh of relief once it has been put “out and away from me,” so that I can move on, so to speak.
Through the Darke, into the Light.
Genres
The best way for me to describe my own music, is this (for these are the words that come to mind):
Rock... at times even Hard Rock, with perhaps a slight darkly metallic edge... Gypsy... Gothic... Mystical... Dark... Magickal... Enchanting... Spellbinding... Ethereal... Mesmerizing... and perhaps even somewhat... Hypnotic. I say this, because this is what the music itself makes me feel, when I am transported into its world. I do not think it comes completely from me, (though partly so, of course) but also from some other place that I am able to visit only sporadically, with a fragment of worldly inspiration thrown in. It simply comes up and out of the places deep within me... and from other worlds. I think that is how a lot of inspired people surely feel about writing, and I do not pretend to be alone in this. That said, it is simply my own personal understanding of it. It is difficult for me to try and classify my own musical style. Any assistance in that area is always greatly appreciated, (and is also probably the same for most artists) so feel free to email me (and any other musicians you might admire) with your thoughts on such things as critique, styles of classification, or any other tidbit you might feel worthy of note. I know we should, most of us, appreciate that as artists.
Here is one way it (the music) has been described:
“SPELLSINGER is an intermingling of mystery, magick and passion in song... fronted by singer/songwriter/guitarist Beltana Spellsinger, with percussion by Holly “BoomBoom Valhalla”, Bass by Cecil “The Egg” Carter, and lead guitars and studio engineering by Johnny Holzer. Playing original Rock, Rhythm, and a soulful siren serenade, Spellsinger is sure to take you on a journey to the Otherworlds... where a piece of you may remain eternally.”
I have, as well, placed some comments from other listeners on our Reverbnation website (which by the way is one of the best places to get any and all Spellsinger info, and a place that you will be directed toward time and again here at the official Spellsinger.us website, for its ease of use, networking capability, and excellent organization) at the link at the bottom of this page. Be sure to check out all of the musical lynx on the appropriate page as well, for more details and samples of “Beltana’s” sorted musical herstory. Tee hee.
Spirituality
I am a Wytche. A “Good” one, in as far as that is possible, without being so inane as to say that I am a “White” wytche. There is really no such thing. That is first and foremost, who and what I am, so I feel it important to impart that, as risky a proposition as it may be, personally or career-wise. It has a lot of influence on my music, is a great part of myself and my spirituality, and is what makes me who and what I am. If this disturbs you in any way, I ask you to please try not to let it. Do a tad bit of research on paganism and perhaps even on Wicca (and Wiccan I am not, by the way, but that study will lead you to places that will matter in your research of such a topic, if you have interest). Mostly, I believe in living in harmony, as much as possible, with Nature, and also equally as much with my fellow man and woman. It can mean something different to each and every person who claims to be this. Can I make things happen? Well, sure I can. In fact, so can you. Can I turn someone into a toad or manifest candy out of thin air, like my little girl would like me to able to do? Well, of course not. No human can that I know of. I think of *magick* more along the lines of an especially focused form of creative visualization. Rites, rituals, and symbolic tools, while nice, are not necessary, in my mind. I am not “Wiccan,” nor do I profess to know the secrets of the Universe, by any stretch. I feel very attuned with it, however. I have studied far more about religion than is probably needed... and I am coming to the conclusion that as there are so many paths to the One Truth and to the One Spirit that it matters little which one you do decide to take, and that with good intentions for living a benevolent, compassionate, sound and healthy existence, it is best to maintain an amount of simplicity about one’s faith. I do my best to make my world the best that I can make it, knowing what I know. I try to surround myself with the good people, bounty, places and things that I love to have in my life. I am good to others, good to the Earth, and good to me, although I have to remind myself about that last one sometimes, as do we all. I think that giving and service are the true keys to happiness, and I strive to remember that daily. That, and it is high time that a pagan musician broke into the mainstream musical world! Here is to that happening, and soon!
Also, and just as importantly, then, I am a musician. A bard, or perhaps you prefer, a bardess. More specifically, you might say that I am a singer/songwriter, who plays a little guitar, and who also loves to play the hand drums (occasionally) and various other forms of percussion and instrumentation. I love to play all sorts of percussive instruments, in fact, and I occasionally make them out of gourds, too. (A newfound and especially satisfying passion of mine!) I wish to learn to create stringed instruments out of gourds, too, and to play the robab, and the ney, as Rumi did. I yearn to hear the seductive sounds of such things as the sitar and oud and the lute, and also various gypsy-like instruments, and to work with all manner of ethnic instrumentalists, when the day comes that it is possible for that to happen. My heart sings for joy when I hear music that I love! I want to write music that does the same for others, that lifts them to a place of exaltation, and allows them to revel with abandonment in many emotions, equally.
Inspiration
I knew for sure I wanted to be a musician at age fourteen, when I saw my first rock concert. The heart pounding rhythms, the loud music, the lights... it all got to me in a big way, crawled under my skin and stayed there. It still yearns to express itself through me, and most consistently, throughout this entire lifetime, no matter how many times I have turned away from it. (Which honestly, I’ve never done well, or with much strength. It always seems to call me back easily enough, and then I come shyly dancing my way back into its arms, and then here I am again.) I still, however, ever strive and yearn and desire and wish... to let it even more fully into my heart, my soul, my very existence, yet... I suppose that for me there is a human fear of the unknown at times... fear of what... of success? Of disappointment? Of wild abandon?) I’m not sure... but I still do not really feel as if I have matured wholly into “my own” yet, as a musician, to be completely honest. I am looking very much forward to that time, which I know is soon in the coming. I just don’t how, when, where, how... but I do feel that when it comes... that nothing on earth can stop it, and that I will have evolved into myself, truly.
My outlook on music has changed somewhat since I was younger, though I still yearn for that BIG pounding, penetrating sound and feeling to encircle and enclose me, to be within me, and just to permeate my very soul with its inexplicable intensity. I don’t feel it has to be quite so loud anymore, really, but simply more full of feeling than anything. If music doesn’t have a lot of heart and soul in it, it doesn’t feel like music to me. I have learned some of the most profound, and yet simplest lessons recently, about caressing your own music, caring for it, as if you would a lover, rather than beating it out of your instrument, which I how I feel I used to approach it. I love to listen to it as much as I love to play it. Mine, other peoples, whatever appeals to me at a given time, depending on the mood. My influences vary greatly, widely, and I shall get into that, of course, soon enough. (Though I rarely, if ever, listen to the radio.) My influences, and muses, are also a very large part of who I am musically and otherwise. They have shaped me and brought me to where I live now in the heart of music... a lovely place that can be filled with passion and love just as easily as it can be filled with torment and pain, both necessary components of a good musical repertoire.
Someone once told me that I was a “singer of spells,” and that I might assume the name “Spellsinger.” That was many years ago. I thought it was vaguely silly then.
I have sense come to terms with it, and I like it much better now, and see why I was eventually meant to claim it. Thanks be to the Trickster Spirit who showed me that, among other precious gifts that I was given around that same time. “Beltana,” by the way, is a celebration of my April 30th birthday, which coincides with the Celtic fertility festival of Beltane, my favorite time of year! It is the “magickal moniker” or craft name that I have had since 1996, after I attended my first PSG, and discovered it within myself at that time. In any case, the lesson I learned, is that everything I write (and that you write, too, if you happen to be a writer) has the potential to BE a “spell,” (thoughts can very easily become things, so be wary of what you put out there!) and also, to be a part of the magick that I live every day. I try to choose my “spellsongs” wisely, though some of them are just simply poignant remembrances and tales of my past. I hope to build a collection of spellsongs, that mean something special to me, and to remind others, as well, of things that have happened in our magickal community and on this Earth at this important time, and to be a part of that storytelling, if I am so humbly permitted to be. I feel it is my duty, my occupation, and a worthy way to spend my lifetime. Of course there are other important works to do, and I try to do those as well, balancing my talents and my desires wisely and with appreciation for the life to do them.
Blessed be and thanks to the Great Spirit for this lifetime, then, for allowing me to be who I am!
Personal Life
Last but certainly far from least, I am a Mother. Wow. It seems strange to say that sometimes. I try to be the best mommy on the planet, though it is ever a challenge, I’ll admit. Yet, it is a challenge that is... quite... real. Significant. I have a smallish immediate family, whom I love very, very much, and I strive to be a great domestic goddess one day, though I consistently feel as though I fall quite short of that, with all of my other pursuits and passions. I want so desperately to be a great landowner and a wife and steward and homemaker, along with musician, spiritually happy individual, artist, and more... but I keep getting the feeling that “that” (domestic goddessing, that is) is not quite the real reason I have come here to this lifetime. (It can still be tiny “part” of the reason though, right?) I occasionally get the urge to bake cookies and love to make healthy homemade meals for my family, that is, but I dislike with a loathing doing the dishes afterward. That is not to say that I am slovenly. I take great pride in my hearth and my own personal space. And thusly, I am psyched about the prospect of learning and building an earth home with cob... which is another project for another page, but you’ll hear all about it soon enough! For now, you may wish to visit www.cobcottagecompany.com to pick my alternative “brain” about what I intend to do and learn and teach next! Does any of that make sense? All that stuff aside, I DO love being a Mother. I feel it is probably the most important thing I have done yet. I am proud of my daughter and grateful to know the amazing, illuminating spirit within her. I am blessed, I am humbled, and I have never felt so much so as the day that she came into our lives. I strive to be a good mother, and a good wife and partner to my dear husband, but that is another story altogether, and perhaps not one for this particular place. If you know me, chances are, you know him, and there is not much I can say in a short paragraph about the love of my life and our past ten years together, except that it, and he, remain a huge influence in my life, and likely always will.
Musical History
As far as my musical history goes, which is really what this bio is supposed to be about, (have we finally arrived?) I could say that it sorta started out like this, and progressed... kinda like this.
I was born in April of 1968 in Minneapolis, Minnesota. My family moved here, or rather to Wentzville, Missouri, when I was three. We lived in a big white house with stars on it, and it had an awesome sun porch/deck up top, where my mother and I would watch the stars and the shooting stars and laugh. Sadly, (last I heard) it is now been transformed into the Birthright facility in that same little town. I still dream of it sometimes. My father worked for Avis rent-a-car, and in a donut shop downtown and knew Chuck Berry, who lived close by where we lived. (Later on, I ended up occasionally singing with his daughter Ingrid’s husband’s band, where I would sing Stevie Ray Vaughn tunes along with them in a bar I worked in called Floaters.) My mother said I played the toy piano, quite well, at four and five and taught myself whole songs and sang along with them and made up plays and musicals and performed them in the living room. Eventually, I went to high school in St. Charles, (SCHS, grad ’68) made it through concert, chamber and madrigal (the most “elite”, ha ha) choirs, and competed in state competitions for voice. (And... I did pretty well!) I was in several musicals, and did drama classes all the way through high school and was even a student drama instructor too. After that, I attended college for music, for a short time. (SEMO) I grew bored with studies on vocal diction (where they would make us learn and sing songs and arias in Italian, but not teach us what the words meant) in music theory (which I felt I already knew the basics in, and hated waking up at 7 am to walk a half a mile to class to each morning in the snow) yet another concert choir, and several other classes on lackluster things like voice instruction, (yawn, and the instructor hated me) piano (tedious... mind numbing and rudimentarily snoozeworthy in my youthfully defiant opinion) , and all of those “things” that I felt I did not need formal instruction to “Get,” in order to be... a rockstarr. Things... that Ralph Macchio’s character in “Crossroads” led us to believe that he may not necessarily... need... to be a great musician... That he instead perhaps “needed” to be on some dusty road, learning the harder realities of music, in “real,” dingy, dirty, and sometimes depressing, musical atmospheres. (I suppose you could say I lacked discipline, too, and that I just never really liked school at all.) I quit school after my first year of University life.
I worked as a bartender here and there, and lived in an apartment with my boyfriend, for a while, until I met my first real fellow band members at age 21. I was working at the coolest and hippest musical hangout of the decade, Kennedy’s 2nd street Company on the St. Louis Landing, a haven for then wildly popular St. Louis bands such as Pale Divine, The Unconscious, The Nukes, and the Urge. I quit my job there as a waitress/bartender when I decided I was sure to make it big with my first rock band, the “Killer Tomatoes.” We played heavy alternative metal/rock, to the tune of Jane’s Addiction, Alice in Chains, Nine Inch Nails, and quite a few driving, insanely screaming originals. Some of the lyrics were pretty damned cool though. I screamed... and banged my head, most of the time. I am certain my vocal chords suffered greatly, and were fairly humiliated in the process. We even played in that same club, (Kennedy’s) and many others. Of course, it did not last forever. A few short years, in fact. I dated the lead guitar player, who was phenomenal. We lived in his mom’s basement. It was one of the best bands I’ve ever been in, but it was chaotic, and utterly crazy. But... so much fun!
As I worked various other jobs and attempted various other careers, I went on to sing with various other bands, the pop-rock cover band the Doc Rockers, in downtown St Charles, MO. At local bar-scene-land, then doing hotel gigs with the Dixieland Jazz band RKO Radio Band (one of my very favorites, I was the youngest crooner, and most of the guys were old men in their seventies and eighties, and we played fun tunes like Blue Moon and Sleepytime Down South and Bye Bye Blackbird) and then finally on to a few other musical creations that I had a large hand in producing; such as the female-fronted rock band F9 (with awesome guitarist Andrea Martin), the pagan bluegrass/folksy trio SONA (with the Joes Credit), spiritual female rock group BellaWyck, and eventually, the current lineup of my very own and newest, proudest current focus, Spellsinger. While many of the other groups have been grand learning experiences, and so much fun, this newest project, or rather, path, or musical incarnation (as Spellsinger) is the one I am the most proud of, and... well... finally! These are my own songs, done in my own way, with the people I feel most comfortable and wholly, (and soully) satisfied working with. I am currently recording my first release in this latest musical incarnation, (however, see “discographie” for my past accomplishments) which will ultimately be a part of a “musical trilogy.” The first one will be an outlet and release of a lot of the darkness that has permeated my life. It will be called simply “The Darke.” This is not a negative connotation, entirely, and to the contrary, in which a lot of the work within is very full of hope and joy... it is just from that place where things begin in a darker space... from whence light eventually springs forth. It has been a long time in the writing, and creation, and will be completed when it is completed, and not before. (Though I do have a projected date of release for the album, and it could be close to the end of 2010 for those who are anxious and interested.)
Musical Influences
My influences are all over the place, as I mentioned... though mostly, I am influenced by people I know, musically. I really don’t spend a lot of time listening to the radio or even watching TV. (I do love movies though!) One of my new goals this year is to eliminate TV from my life pretty much entirely, with the exception of the occasional movie (that I choose) or the Veria or Green TV channels, where I can actually learn something about something I care about learning about. I also help host several earth-friendly festivals each year, at my home in the Southern Ozarks of Missouri, Wolvenwold. This also, is a huge part of my life and my musical influence. Without it... this place and my true home... I would not be me.
So! Influences! One of my major influences of all time has to be the eloquently captivating and ever elusive bard Mister Olvardil Prydwyn Piper, who has graced the halls and stages of our faire planet with wonderful musical offerings such as groups Green Crown, Quickthorn, Stone Breath, Blue Halo, and more. He has created recent and past solo works that will inspire and enchant me forever and beyond. (You can find him on Myspace) I believe I pretty much own the entire collection of work by this amazing soul (thanks to his replacing it for me after it had been heinously stolen at one point). He who sings, harps, plays the guitars, ‘zuks, shrutis, writes, flutes, pipes and otherwise performs his own truly unique blend of Otherworldly magick... and places it into the hearts and minds of those who are ready for it... the world over. He was the first musician I met at a pagan festival who really blew me away, with both harp and voice, and has since 1996.
Secondly, I would have to say that Robert Plant, and therefore and including, Led Zeppelin as well, have been of huge influence on me throughout my years. Amazingly, the man is still doing it, too! (And well!) His solo work alone is worthy of perusal, if you haven’t bothered of late. If you aren’t familiar with his collaborative effort with Alison Krauss, “Raising Sand,” I implore you to do yourself a favor and explore this multi-Grammy winning artwork. The influence of the creative work of this genius is simply beyond words for me. I look forward to the next album, which will be entitled “Band of Joy,” so called in remembrance after his first band with John Bonham so many years ago, pre-Zep. He is another artist who takes simple, beautiful, bluesy songs, both his own and others, and makes them into something truly magickal and mystical. His effect on me musically is important but hard to describe. I am sure there are many who agree that the history of music would not have evolved as it has if it were not for his efforts and those of Led Zeppelin.
Vocally, I have also adored the likes of Freddie Mercury, Ian Gillian of Deep Purple (especially in the work of “Jesus Christ Superstar”), John Anderson of YES (another favourite), Sting, Tim Buckley, Elvis, some of the old Blues “greats,” and most recently, John Mayer and Rob Thomas (though I fear that my knowledge of, and concern for learning about any such current music has been dampened greatly since at least the nineties.). I ache for the days of Heart, Led Zeppelin, Fleetwood Mac, Stevie Nicks, Styx, Yes, David Bowie, the crooning if Jim Morrison, and the pure raw soulful heart of Janis Joplin. There were some brief moments in the world of the Goth and darker Alternative New Age/Punk genres that inspired me somewhat... including my newfound appreciation of the Ramones (and until recently, I never knew how much of an influence they actually had on the music scene overall), and have also enjoyed various items from the Sex Pistols and John Lydon himself, P.I.L., The Cult, The Cure, Bauhaus, Dead Can Dance, Depeche Mode, Missing Persons, and even a bit ‘O Blondie (she did do the first white chick rap song, after all!). I feel sad that the days of such good stuff are all but gone. So! Let’s make some more, I say! Let true rock live on. I’ve also appreciated many others, such as Sinead O’Connor, Lorenna McKinnett, Deva Premal, the Indigo Girls, Melissa Ethridge, and many more that I am sure to be forgetting. Perhaps I’ll just come back and continue to update this list as I think of them. But in truth, how much does it matter? My truest musical heroes are the people I know personally.
So yes, here, I should certainly, definitely insert the fact that most of my musical influences of late (I’d say over the last fifteen years) do come from people I actually know, (and most of them I even actually love) which I think is pretty damned cool. Here they are, in no particular order, as I think of them and I am sure I will need to add to this list as I remember more: Prydwyn Piper, Green Crown, S.J. Tucker aka Skinny White Chick, Dreamtrybe, Sede, Dana Davis/Darwin Prophet, Doc Grauzer, Matthew Albelson, The Raft, Michael Schaerer, Sam Moses, Amory, Tabber Millard, Ginger Doss, Bekah Kelso and GB Mojo, Linda Millard, Shibaten, Nighthawk, Loke E. Coyote, Andrew Shaffer, Wendy Rule, Sonic Sidhe Tribe, Sun Denning, Mike Nichols, Emerald Rose, Cernowain Greenman and the Muse, Hugin the Bard, Damh the Bard, and one of the most important ones, my husband, Johnny Holzer, my daughter, Béla Czaba, my sister, Kristen Kara, and my goodness... the list could really go on and on and on... but I shall stop here and come back to it as I remember more. Do forgive me if I seem to have left you out... there are so many magnificent musical people and bards that I have the pleasure of knowing, that it takes me a while to comprehend that I actually DO know them, much less that I get to listen to them from afar as well as in my own backyard time and again. Or, maybe we have yet to meet... and the next influence I find will be... you! Mayhap I will one day be an influence of yours, as well.
Family History
As far as my bloodline goes, I am mostly Scottish and somewhat English, from back in about the 1700’s, (at the very least, as far as my records show) when they came over here to the USA. My mothers’ Scottish side of the family that immigrated, changed its name from Learmouth/Learmonth to Larmon, (Hugh Learmonth was his name, from Failkirk, Scotland, to be precise) and my English families’ names were Sherman and Waite. My fathers’ side of the family was English also, and I am directly descended from a short line of Abraham Lincoln’s family, or more specifically, from his mother, Nancy Hanks. (How ever that works!) My father’s side of the family tells us (my sister and I) that we are “directly descended” from Nancy (Lincoln’s mother). I also have a Scottish freemason or two in my family, which I find terribly interesting, considering the final inscription on one of the old scrolls that we have in our family possession that synchronistically ends in nothing other than the familiar “Blessed Be.” (A familiar pagan blessing) I am not sure about the magickal involvement of my family history, for certain, but I have the feeling that there is some magickal, mystical traditionalism in there... somewhere. I plan to do some research to find out more about that. Most of my current family relatives and latest ancestors are Christian, however; Protestant, and Presbyterian or Methodist, to be precise. Most of them are lovely folks, and most of them are tolerant enough of myself and my immediate family and our ways... as are our closest neighbors, and most of our friends. I find it a hopeful sign as to the possibility and probability of most of us getting along and accepting one another with open minds... as future events draw us closer together and ways of life will need to change... to eventually accommodate the new ways that we may all find ourselves having to live... soon.
Dreams... Wishes...
All in all, you could easily say, that I am a pretty down to earth gal. “Earthy” as it is, might be how some describe me. I love music with a passion, and am immersed daily in the magick of just living and being... with my family, my land, Love itself, Passion, Life, Art... Green Living, and learning as much as I can about it all as I go. I plan to learn as much as I can about green (cob/straw bale/earth) building techniques from the Cob Cottage folk, and then share my knowledge in turn with the world, in the form of workshops and hands-on seminars here at Wolvenwold. I plan to make lots and lots and LOTS of beautiful music, and to never grow too terribly old. ;-) I’ll have grey hair, one day, but it will be long and wildly flowing, and I’ll dance in my bare feet in the Earth until I can dance no more. I plan to watch my daughter Béla grow up to be a miraculous soul, who (hopefully) follows (at least somewhat) in my green and brown footsteps, here and there, along the way, but in her own way and very much at her own rate and with her own beliefs and strengths and magick... and I will encourage her to grow and thrive and do her own amazing thing just as much as she can, while lending her a touch of grace and honesty... and respect. We will grow our own food, build our own healthy, breathable, thriving, living homes, and live simply, yet marvelously luxuriously and happily, with ease, respect for the Earth, and in respectful harmony with all living things. I would not consider myself a hippie, but rather, an earthy “Rock Goddess,” happy, and yet ever seeking enlightenment and ways to help make others happy, too.
So, that is me. As far as the inner details my spiritual beliefs go, the inspiration for my songs and the inner workings of my heart... lets just say that I am indeed very much a “spiritual,” (not a “religious”) person, and let others deduce what they will about my character, in as much as I care that they might do so. You can probably deduce from everything else I’ve shared, quite a bit about what I “believe in.” I believe that the human race, is overall, good, that we should be good and gracious to one another, and that life on this earth is a grand gift and a wonderful place to be, whatever the down sides might be, and that we need some of those, too, to appreciate all of the good ones. My personal faith is just that to me, very personal, though I do admit to loving the earth and taking on a serious responsibility as Her caretaker. If you know me already, you’ll understand what and how much this means to me. If you get to know me, you’ll likely understand it... in the future. If we should cross paths at all, I should be grateful that we have met, and have learned whatever lessons it is from one another that we are here to learn. If we should go our separate ways, that may have been meant to be as well, but there will always be a gift from every exchange. I am grateful to meet and to know you all, and look forward to meeting those I’ve yet to meet.
With that, I offer you this...
...Many Blessings, Much Love, Light, and even a bit ‘O Darkness...
...and in Her circles shall we meet and dance... sing and love...
Laugh and smile and laugh some more... and delight in the gifts of the Universe...
together.
Blessed Be,
Beltana Spellsinger
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