For years I have heard her whispering in the back of  my mind, since I can remember, she was there.  I remember long ago telling my mother about the things I heard and her replying that good little girls did not talk about those kinds of things.  There was a time I thought that there was something wronge with me, with my journeys out into the night,  beneath the moon, calling to the floating sphere above as my Great Grandmother once told me to, but never understood the significance, the impact of what it was that I was doing. I can tell you stories of hurdles I have crossed in my life.  I could tell you of being visited by the Goddess after my grandmother passed away, I could tell you of so many things that I have begun to learn and understand, of the path that I walk, but to do so, means to enter with understanding and the intent to learn, not persecute. I enjoy intelligent argument, but I do not enjoy flames, having people preach to me, your criticisms are always welcome, but make sure that before you criticise me, that you are willing to accept your criticism in return.  With all of this in mind, journey forth good traveler, and learn of what exists on Rhiannon's Mountain.
					Rhiannon's Mountain