Friday, July 04, 2003

Love Bites. Seriously.

I'm sorry... methinks I'm bitchin' again... must be the time.

EJ-chan...? Could you make me a template?

melina @ 9:13:00 AM )O(

There is silence in the night,
When I think I believe that the stars still shine in the dimness of it all.
But do they?
Do they still twinkle beneath all the layers of clouds that mask what velvet there once was for me to see?

I really don't know.

melina @ 8:49:00 AM )O(

I'm Going Under...

I swear, the picture refuses to show up on my computer... oh well.

I've managed to wangle the comp away from Flip for awhile... he's currently on the phone (yes, at this unGodly hour) with a female friend of his. Blah.

I have NO idea what the hell is currently wrong with me. My moodswings are becoming frequent again and my desire to just hole up in my blankets is something of a missed luxury considering the schedule I've set for myself... not that I'd change anything at this point in time, but several times today I wondered when Id have the time to just dig myself back into bed on a cool rainy morning.

It seems not to soon.

There is also the presenty case of an unwanted 'gnawing' feeling in my gut regarding several things. One, my Craft, Two, my life, and Three... my inability to write poetry. Or lyrics. Yes, Harle, I'm thinking of trashing the lyrics for Nonesense: Over A Cup of Coffee. Goddess knows I can't seem to sing it - even with the decent tune humming in my head.

Blah. What in the world am I supposed to do with myself? *sighs* I guess I'm looking for a lack of complications - something that is likely to happen... oh... never???

At least I got to see my kids today. I've missed them like absolute heck and it was both a weight off my chest and an anvil on my shoulders to be amongst them.

Don't get me wrong - having Marty hug me and call me 'mommy' - something that greatly lifts my spirits, and something only Lessa ever did, was something to put a smile on my face... especially since that girl is such an angel in my book (Marty. Mental Note: remind Hope to make that girl a blog... if possible).

But sometimes... I don't know. Maybe it's all the stress catching... maybe it's the fact that the rains haven't been very comforting, or that the sun bakes me half the time... or maybe it's just because I'm a lot more poignant without any creative outlet to push buttons on.

Whatever the case... I'm down again. Much to my chagrin. And I can't wait until I find the (natural) high that'll get me back on track.


Marc: Ei boy! Glad to see you've made the Wednesdays clear for us! Hope to see you next week as well... my schedule's kinder then.

Hope: Sweetie, see you tomorrow at mass! Flip's coming along. He's draggin along his gorgeous guitar because he needs help figuring out why it sounds off.

Neni: Nice meeting you! Hope we run into each other again sometime.

Alessa: Angel-face, sorry I couldn't catch you today - had to leave because my Dad was going to fetch me na. I'll see you some other time, okay? Luv you.

Eden: I'll give Hope the descriptions tomorrow. Dagnabit girl! BLOG!

Mai: I miss you hon. Am glad you're okay na. I'll see you next Wednesday, right? I miss talking with you... the kind minus the hentai-ness. *wubz*

Harle: Thanks for being around... especially now in the insanity of my present life... I'm telling ya girl, tho... Tyler's not interested. Trust me. He couldn't possibly be.

. . .

I got this off Mai's email to me, thought it might make me feel a little better... gyeh. Mel on angst-trip again.

Then said Almitra, "Speak to us of Love."

And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them. And with a great voice he said:

When love beckons to you follow him, though his ways are hard and steep.

And when his wings enfold you yield to him, though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.

And when he speaks to you believe in him, though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.

Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, so shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.

He threshes you to make you naked.

He sifts you to free you from your husks.

He grinds you to whiteness.

He kneads you until you are pliant;

And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.

All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure, then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor, into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.

Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;

For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, I am in the heart of God."

And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.

But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:

To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.

To know the pain of too much tenderness.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully.

To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;

To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;

To return home at eventide with gratitude;

And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

melina @ 8:20:00 AM )O(

Wednesday, July 02, 2003

I've finally fixed the template... I adjusted the divisions thanks to a code given by Cheaca during the last few minutes of ARTCOMP... the subject's been great, though MS EXCEL is a tad bit frustrating in my eyeview.

My right middle finger hurts - moreso since Josh kinda crashed into me (actually we crashed into each other...^^) and I think he kinda ran over my finger with his skates. Gyeh. It's a small bruise - but I'll live...^^ don't I always?

*sighs* Anyway - I have to rush this... little post, considering that I still have to work my shift at the 'booth', rather, the Tambayan, in case we're still recruiting. And besides, I'm hungry. So I'll make this quick.


I am seriously making the final arrangements for REFUGE (what is REFUGE? read on...) because it's possibly the only way those interested in being a part of it can actually communicate without having to deal with the atrocious costs of text messaging (SMS) and the inability (or lack of ability/want/strength) to call up people or to have TIME to call up people.

Besides. It's long overdue. And with the sudden rise in numbers of out-of-the-broom-closet-wiccans, let's face it. We need a place where we can communicate.

Not that I'm disregarding the places and MLs that are currently available - but let's get real. There are presently more than a handful of practitioners and possible neophites out there in real need of sanctuary. Those who begin honing their gifts are easily discouraged because of the lack of direction and guidance. Moreso since there are few and far between who make themselves available to teach these children.

Gyeh. I feel old.

*sighs* Anyway, I've got the image of how the website looks - I'm getting an account to host everything - now I need help. Plain and simple help. Afterall, I can't do this alone.

So, for those interested in pitching in - I swear guys, I am way serious. Harle, you asked me the other time if I was seriously going to push through with the Coven, well, I am. I'll be needing you.

**please hover over names

That goes for you, you, and you as well.

Hope, I've got to talk to you about something. Maybe you could soothe my fear and ruffled feathers a bit. Gyeh. MUAH! Love you!

[I'm tired of typing names... and urls. gyeh.]

For Eden and Alessa. One of these days I need to talk to you both - in person - if possible. I have a lot to catch up on and a lot to say as well. Blessed Be.

As for Flip-> Bro, I know you're serious about what you asked. I'm just a room away when you need me. Just get a feel of the timing.^^

Blah...I'm lost. Remotely.

As of now, I'll be going. Have things to do. People to meet and I wanna brush up for INSTUDI. The sidebar's currently slop, so bear with me - I have a lot of tweaking to do here and there. Anything else - kindly leave your messages on the comment boxes located below *points to link entitled Moonstone*. I changed my boxes because ShoutOuts were going whack and I wanted a little more on the customization. Bleh.

Why am I asking (sheeesh! I'm starting to sound like someone! HARLE!!! HELP!!!)? Because I simply miss hearing from people. It seems as though people don't comment enough.^^ MUAH!

Oh, and yeah -> HAPPY BIRTHDAY ATHENA!!!

'nuff said.


melina @ 6:39:00 PM )O(

Tuesday, July 01, 2003

New Template.

Now if only it'd show up.

melina @ 9:20:00 PM )O(

Melina Noelle Dauphin is 18 years of age born on the 18th of April 1985 at 9:25 am, on the cusp of Aries and Taurus.

She is a Wiccan by choice with Roman Catholic roots thanks to her parents and believes everything has a reason, and that fate does not equal coincidence.

She is surrently studying at De La Salle University and will be taking up Behavioral Sciences come 1st term, 2003.

Her great loves include her music, dancing, writing, reading, hockey, Tolkien, Dragonlance, the Mighty Ducks (both animated and the non-animated), and art in general.

She is known in various names such as Mel, Lina, Mia D (Devlin?), Noelle/Noey, Noei, Nyre, Lynne, Lillie, Noele, Nibblet...all depending on what fandom/ mood/ life/ timeframe/ universe she's in. (MPD anyone?)

She wishes she were part Irish, is desperately learning how to speak Gaelic (and Cajun) and dreams of setting foot in New Orleans in time for Mardi Gras, or on the shores of Ireland for Midsummer's Eve.

a_ghra | noelle6xliv7 | slapshot_n67
three_sisters_island | nyre_l

friendster | LJ | blurty

Haven |
Ramblings | Cheshire Cat

Blog Series
Autumn's Bounty

celtic birthday trees as noelle-of-haven
Of the Four
this one i am currently re-editing and revamping under a new name. keep watch for updates! as Noelle Pico
Autumn's Bounty
episode two is finished! go see! go see! comments are welcome!

Under Glass

Hover By series
To Touch Grief

Snapshots of Silver Guitar
From Her Brother's Vantage Point

Shortshort Stories
Thoughts at 12:48am
Beach Day
Concert Night Dancing in the Dark


harle | sis | maia | kai | mac

Barkada Mayhem Daydream Sequences

My Boys:
flip | charliedoggie | ej-chan | kuya

My Kids:
nenloth | hope | marty | alessa | eli-chan | refe | adette

athens | charliedoggie | mela | how

jackie | DE | les | voltz | nizzy | michelle | cheaca | meemee | fia | cyril | iketani | kala | boo | elee-chan | nemis | aice | jc-hime |

Websites | | | | | Craig-Parker.Net | Craig Parker Exchange | | | | | Zodiacal Zephyr: ACROPHONOLOGY |

Character Quiz!
Elvish Name Generator
Guardian of Lorien
Legolas of Mirkwood
Stars and Flames
Ultimate LOTR Galleries
White Arrows of Lorien

werevruwilgo | FaeryOracle
DLSU Hockey | Litera1no3

Lord of the Rings
Guardian of Lorien- Haldir Appreciation

Mercy Peak

Harry Potter

Anne Rice: The Vampire Chronicles

{{MoRe On MeL}}

In the absence of a REAL lovelife, Mr. Bug holds the monopoly of my heart.^^

No Holds Barred
Noelle "Ielle" Pico

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status: vocalist/songwriter
"I love Amy Lee from Evanescence and admire her style in singing. Her voice is heartbreaking and it just gets to you. I'm not saying I want to be her, but to be able to sing as good as she can, and as honest as she can... that's enough."
- Ielle on her singing idols.

tracks: Foundation
Imperfection (Guinevere)
Give Me Freedom
Coffee and Nonesense

Covenant Broken
One Last Storm
Sleep (Never Again)
One Step Forward (Two Steps Back)
Jump Into the Ocean
Resignation (instrumental)
Lost To Me (instrumental)
Martyr (NEW)
Pray With Me (NEW)

On Butterfly Wings
my earlier attempts at songwriting
Gotta Let Go
No Regrets
Were You Even There
Scents of Lavender
Fork in the Road

Book of Spells (II) - Marian Green
Between Blinks - Jim Paredes
The Vampire Chronicles - Anne Rice
Irish Jewels - Nora Roberts
Three Sisters Island - Nora Roberts

Wishlist 2003 (Christmas ed.)

The Last Unicorn - Peter S. Beagle
Titania's Book of Hours - Titania Hardie
Enchanted - Titania Hardie
In the Circle - Elen Hawke
>>Note to: Doggieniichan

Celtic Emotions


Songs of Sanctuary
Dances of Time
The Eternal Knot

Leean Rimes - Twisted Angel

Tori Amos - Scarlet's Walk

Evanescence - Fallen

Santana - Shaman

~any album as long as it's theirs

i can't see tomorrow
(but with you it's okay)

the whole of the moon [celtic fayre]
one of these says [michelle branch]
breathe [michelle branch]
blame it on the weatherman [b*witched]
what can i do [the corrs]
a sorta fairytale [tori amos]
do what you have to do [sarah mclachlan]
unwell [matchbox20]
head over feet [alanis morissette]
colourblind [darius danesh]
why don't you & i [santana; alex band]
last goodbye [atomic kitten]

ielle's bracelet
swing swing [all american rejects]
teenaged dirtbag [wheatus]
going under [evanescence]
somewhere out there [our lady peace]
i think god can explain [splender]
tourniquet [evanescence]
system [qotd ost] bring me to life [evanescence]
imaginary [evanescence]
taking over me [evanescence]

dancing in the dark
baby boy [beyonce feat. sean paul]
shake yer tailfeather [nelly feat p. diddy/murphy lee]
thoia thiong [r. kelly]
ignition [r. kelly]
smooth [santana feat. rob thomas]

soundtrack collection
final fantasy: the spirits within
lotr: the fellowship of the ring
lotr: the two towers
treasure planet
queen of the damned
vision of escaflowne

dinner serenade (042103)
harana [parokya ni edgar]
stay [lisa loeb]
small two of pieces [xenogears ost]
runaway [the corrs]
hands clean [alanis morissette]
my immortal [evanescence]
wherever you will go [the calling]
for you [the calling]

of roses and rain

Me at the night of my debut.

butterfly kisses from dad
beautiful as you from kaka/tito toto
the prayer from neal
you've got a friend from flip
tender love from jomar
i wanna know from martin
all my life from ward
wonderful tonight from eivind
win from reiner/jen
eyes on me from dennis
truly,madly,deeply from ralph
perfect from how
always a woman from aids
when you say nothing at all from ej
wildflower from charlie
iris from alden
when you believe from mac
you gotta be from kuya



Template was designed by Melina Dauphin and encoded by Maia D. Special thanks to Meemee for providing Maia the necessary tutorials for CSS.

The images on this blog are mine, taken from my computer. The moving pentagram - I do not remember where I found, but if you made this, feel free to email me so I can give you due credit.

The faeries by Brian Froud are scanned from my own Faerie Oracle deck. These are not my works of art, and I scanned the images only for my personal use.