Carrie Skinner Blogs

When the psychic gripped her hand and told her about the theory of twin souls it felt like when all the pieces of a puzzle fit together after struggling over it for days. The way she explained it, a twin soul or twin flame as some called it, was whe... 

This is a song I wrote some time ago that began as a poem written during a particularly dark and trying time in my life. I offer it here to anyone who is traveling through such a time in the hopes that it will bring courage and hope. If you have ever... 

Lament of a Summer Faerie By Carrie Viscome Skinner ©2012 I’m longing for him now Longing in whispers spoken Low on crystalline snowflakes, My love, my Jack My Jack in the Green. With arms empty and cold And whiteness that suffocates ... 

Upon Meeting a Fae in the Woods Carrie Viscome Skinner © 2014 Tight the words that creep down my tongue on a night so dark as this, The stars cannot gage their lost intent as I stammer and stut... 

The Faerie Love Spell by Carrie Viscome Skinner © The spell it came within a book Tucked back beyond the attic nook, Deep within the pages told Of secrets kept from days of old, And then I saw it glowing bright The answer to my lonely night.... 

Many people don’t believe in faeries because they say they have never seen any. These are the people that say they need to have scientific proof in order to believe in anything. I love scientific proof, it always makes things see... 

New Faerie Tales Once upon a time…Oh those words were so magical to my ears as a child! The sparkle and the darkness both enticed me then and I have to admit still do. As I’ve grown older I also have... 

Yesterday was Mother's Day here in the US and after the festivities of having children and grandchildren fill my day, I took the time to contemplate just what it means to be a mother. Being an environmentalist my opinion on most matters usually lean ... 

It's past midnight and like a lot of artists, I am still awake, my head filled with visions of creations yet to be created. It is still and quiet now, the dog is in her bed, the cat curled up on the couch and the husband snoring away in his dreams. A...