 General Info
| I Am Here For: |
To Meet People, Experience life |
| Marital Status: |
In a Relationship |
| Children: |
I don't want children |
| Education: |
Some College |
| Religion: |
Spiritual, but not Religious |
| Smoke: |
No |
| Drink: |
Yes |
| Occupation: |
Spiritual Teacher |
| Body Type: |
Athletic |
| Height: |
5' 8" |
| Ethnicity: |
White / Caucasian |
| Languages: |
English, Some Irish Gaelic |
My Web Gifts
A gift from uname
Note:
Content:
Sent
12/12/2012
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Social Status
| Popularity: | 0 |
| Karma: | 0 |
| Sexiness: | 0 |
| Friendliness: | 0 |
_Sorcha's Scoop
About me:
WELCOME TO MY PROFILE
Welcome to The Profile of the Spirit named Sorcha. The background picture is how someone once saw me while we were together in the spiritworld. I have a strong link to the Element Fire when I feel attacked or vulnerable or when I am needing to protect somebody I really care for. I am in a situation like this now hence my Fire profile. I have equal affinity to all of the 3 other elements which is what gives me my spiritual strength and position.
WHO AM I
 
My Name is Sorcha. I descend from the ancient Celts that lived in many parts of Europe 800 years before Christ was a human. As you can see from the blog on my ancestory my particular clan was a strong dominant one in my home country Ireland. I have a beautiful spirit wife Sarah I would never swap her for anyone else. We share all the same beliefs and she is also my assistant
I believe that every human is an incarnation of a spirit. The spirit has lessons to learn so that it can reach its own ultimate destiny and learns them lessons in human form over many lives. My spirit is now very old in human years. I am a Priestess which means I have many gifts which I use to enable people to learn the particular lessons they came to human life to learn. As a Priestess I perform ceremonial duties such as weddings and crop blessings as well as protect, instruct, heal and guide my followers in both human and spirit worlds.
HOW TO SAY MY NAME
This may sound silly but so many people have said it wrong I thought I would clarify it for you. Sorcha is a Gaelic name which translates to english as bright shining light. it is not a common name but theres a few of us in Ireland. It is said Sork ha the ch has a similar sound to the ch in the name Bach. I hope that helps you all out
This is from Sedna who sent me it as a gift to my spirit. A song with no known words but yet it speaks to my heart and fills the room around me with a love unlike anything I have ever felt. Open your heart and listen to this
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Who I'd like to meet:
I am actually here to meet everyone. I see my role here in Utherverse as an extension of my human teaching. I am willing to give my time to teach people about my beliefs and how understanding the spirit world and nature can help you find peace balance and happiness in your human life. If you have a genuine interest in what I do and am about I would love to meet you and will answer any questions you have. I have a UtherAcademy Tutor role and you can reach me on that account for teachings. Sorcha_Spirit_UA is the account name
I cannot say I do not want love in Utherverse because like everyone I need loving too. I am open to being in a relationship with the right person but I will not just give all the things I give to a girlfriend without at least being treated with respect. I am generous with my love., I am sweet and honest too. I hold myself to very high standards of behaviour towards all people especially a gf and I do have expectations of how people should treat me in return. Please do not confuse me. I will give the world to anyone that needs help, I am just not going to give all the time when all I get back is hurt and lies so if you want to know me and be close your welcome but I will demand respect honesty and loyalty and give it back as well.
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More About _Sorcha
My Other Profile/Website Links:
SPIRITVERSE PROFILE
SORCHA_SPIRIT_UA PROFILE
UA SPIRIT_VALLEY
Interests:
I love being outdoors in my valley accepting the thrill I get from interacting with nature in its purest form. I have my horse who I ride everyday. I love travel and will whenever I can. I am a giver so I love meeting people that I can share my gifts with. I have been blessed in life and I love to share that blessing.
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SPIRITVERSE
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THE CELTS (by D'Arcy McGee)
Long, long ago beyond the misty space
Of twice a thousand years,
In Erin there dwelt a mighty race,
Taller then Roman spears;
Like oakes and towers they had a giant grace,
With winds and waves they made their 'diding place,
These western sheppard seers.
Their ocean-god was Mannanan MacLir,
Whose angry lips,
In their white foam, full often would inter
Whole fleets of ships;
Crom was their day-god and their thunderer,
made morning and eclipe;
Bride was their queen of song and onto her
They prayed with fire-touched lips.
Great were their deeds, their passions and their sports;
With clay and thorne
They piled on strath and shore those mystic forts,
Not yet 'rethrown;
On cairn-crowned hills they held their council courts;
While youths alone,
With giant dogs explored the elks resorts,
And brought them down.
Of these was Fin , the father of the Bard,
Whose ancient song
Over the clamor of all change is heard,
Sweet voiced and strong
Fin once o're took Grania, the golden-haired,
The fleet and young;
From her, the lovely and from him, the feared,
The primal poet sprung.
Ossian! two thousand years of mist and change
Surround thy name-
Thy Finian heros now no longer range
The hils of fame.
The very name of Finn and Goll sound strange,
Yet thine the same-
By miscalled lake and desecrated grange-
Remains, and shall remain!
The The Druid's altar and the Druid's creed
We scarce can trace,
There is not left an undisputed deed,
Of all your race,
Save your majestic song, which hath their speed,
And strength and grace;
In that sole song, they live and love and bleed-
It bears them on thro' space.
Oh! inspired giant, shall we e're behold,
In our own time,
one fit to speak your spirit on the wold,
Or seize your rhyme?
One pupil of the past, as mighty souled,
As in the prime,
Were the fond, fair and beautiful and bold-
They of your song sublime!
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