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Good evening dear readers. Whether you found your way here by browsing the blogs, through our website or Facebook, we welcome you back to the page. We have just returned from a tour and, during our trip, our portable Scrying Stone resigned with no notice and took early retirement. After several years of faithful service, this was quite an unexpected and emotional blow not to mention inconvenient since it left us with no way to share our experiences as they happened. Nevertheless, we have acquired a new stone for the scrying that seems to be quite suited for our needs and has settled right into our ways. Yes, the change was sudden and unexpected but we look forward to many happy and productive projects with our new stone and bid a fond farewell to our former.

Our most recent tour took us to the Gulf of the American South. The Gulf and its people has taken some devastating blows in the last several years, most notably Hurricane Katrina in 2005 and the Deepwater Horizon/Macando Project/BP Oil disaster in 2010. And while BP has, according to our research, sent more than $150 million to Florida, Louisiana, Alabama and Mississippi to aid tourism and funded its own “Voices of the Gulf” tv, radio and social media campaign, we feel that anyone that has visited the area before either or both of these disasters will keenly feel the loss.

Since we take our home with us as we travel, hotels are generally places we don’t patronize aside from attending events they may be hosting or sampling their cuisine. Such was the case with this tour. Our first stop was the Crescent City. We had last been here several years before Katrina and had a very pleasurable yet educational stay. Such a positive experience that we had made arrangements with friends before arriving to set up outside of the city yet within Orleans Parish. This is an unusual practice for us as we prefer to set up away from metropolitan areas.

As we approached the Oak Harbor Boulevard overpass I felt a sinking inside me similar to when you are at a game of chess or checkers, the game is half a dozen moves or more away from being over but you know you have lost. I was in process of letting this feeling and knowledge settle in place when we drove on to the I-10 Twin Span Bridge and I looked to my right; Gone were the lovely house that stood on poles along the northeastern shore of Lake Pontchartrain in the southern, unincorporated area of St. Tammany Parish. This area found itself under 16ft or more of storm surge due to Katrina and even those elevated homes did not survive. They have been replaced by modern construction homes of Tyvek house wrap and vinyl siding, but only a fraction of the number of the homes that there once were. What was Rat’s Nest Road is now Lakeview Drive…but why?  Sadness and loss crushed me.

In remembrance and honor of those that suffered the loss of their homes and lives and my fond memories of the experiences I had with those people in those places, I had to look for traces of their existence. And I found them. Some were the vestiges of their living spaces, others the scars created when they were being torn away as they struggled to hold on during the storm. Either way, they were there and if you of a mind or care to look, you can find them too.

Much love to all the parishes devastated by the storm and the surviving residents that were scattered to the four corners in order to make a living and start over again. Your former home understands that there were many complicated factors that prevented you from being able to return to your homes…but know that you are loved and very much missed.