Hippiestock 2017

HIppiestock photo taken from Hippie Bowman’s flicker

Hippiestock 2017! Jan 21st 9am – 8pm

YES! All day long party and live Music!

You defiantly want to save this date and come by to join the party!

Hippiestock has been happening in Second Life since 2011.

Hippie Bowman puts this event on and originally came up with the idea to have a party with his second life Forum family.

Iam a late comer to this event but since 2014, I have gone to every one and loved it!

It is a party of the year not to miss!

Peace from Tem Haalan HIppiestock 6

SO come on over Hippie is busy Building the site.

You are always welcome to come by and visit at

Lagrange Point Spaceport! Your teleport here.

Jed Luckless and skyfire at Hippiestock 5

See you there ~ Owl




Fall Trace photo by Owl

In America today is thanksgiving.

This year has been bleak dark and a very rough one for myself and many people.

My Father went into the Hospital in January and died in March.

My best friend got a horrible flesh eating infection and spent over a month in the hospital she is home now with so much healing still to do.

We are fiercely trying to protect water rights and the people in the forefront are getting hurt and persecuted.

America had an election and we are looking at the most horrible racist, self-righteous, ugly inside person to be our president.

It is hard to feel hopeful with this bleak darkness going on not only here but also all over the world. Opening your eyes and looking worldwide things are just as bad or worse.

Wow sorry. I am trying to write a positive thankful piece.

Winter Trace photo by owl

What am I thankful for ..

I am thankful for the ability to spend those last 2 months with my father holding his hand and being there with him everyday.

I am thankful for the many years of love and friendship he and I have shared.

I am thankful that my Mothers trip to the hospital during that time was short and she is healthy again.

I am thankful for my friends safe return home and that she is Alive!

I am thankful for trees and how they are helping us have clean air to breathe.

I am thankful for people who stand up for the rights of us all.

I am thankful for clean drinking water.

I am thankful for healthy food.

I am thankful for people who love me.

The photos are from the fall and winter trace sims.

This years Fall Trace has been primarily designed by Elvira Kytori.

The Winter Trace has been designed by Kylie Jaxxon and Elvira Kytori.

Your teleport.

The trace on flickr.

Above video by Rising Appalachia

Much Love ~ Owl


Death and Time

headless divinity photo by owl

No one is actually dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away” Terry Pratchett

Those we love we continue to love even when their walk on the earth has ended. The love and memories hold the connection. Death is part of our natural cycle of living. Those afraid to die seldom really live.

My Father was not afraid. He enjoyed life and taught me many things. He was alone most of his adult life and taught me a self-reliance and appreciation for the quiet of being alone. I was very lucky he was conscious and made all of his own decisions right up to the end. He asked for the plug to be pulled all I did was hold his hand and be there. He squeezed my hand and I heard his breath leaving I squeezed back and told him I loved him.

It felt as if the world stopped and I needed to slow down life doesn’t work that way.

Things, burocratic red tape, paperwork and everything you have to do once a parent dies feel harsh and cold. Suddenly you find yourself dismantling their life and time doesn’t stop. Seven months later I am still in probate and clearing my father’s stuff. (I am told sometimes it takes years)

Ladder by Owl (Doll Coco)

“Time stops for no man”

“The wheel is turning and you can’t slow down,

You can’t let go and you can’t hold on,

You can’t go back and you can’t stand still.. “ GD

Moon festival  photo by Owl

Greif, grieving seems different for all of us. For me it is in waves, I love and think of my father daily. I have moments where it’s all overwhelming and I am lost.

The nagging stress questioning, am I dealing with his stuff right, what is this thing, what do I do with it, why is there so much stuff.

I keep seeing things and they mean nothing.

Why do we spend our lives surrounding ourselves with things?

No stuff is worth what a few more hours of time are worth to me.

Broom photo by owl