We gathered over the weekend. It was a lovely Circle. Just the four of us and we touched our divinity and felt the breath of the Goddess.
Tonight I'm alone. Listening to "Under the Milky Way" by Sia. I lit all my candles and cast a spell, a prayer to Brigid. I felt calm and lifted.
I stepped outside and looked up to the cloudy sky and blew my kisses upward. I know She hears me and feels me.
Today was a rough day. Drama after drama unfolding in the online communities I belong to. I am thankful that tonight I had a reason to pause, reflect and remember my foundation, and that which gives me strength and peace.
On a daily basis I say a prayer that begins with "In the face of adversity, uncertainty and conflicting sensory information, I hereby pledge to remain ever mindful of the magickal, mystical, mystical, loving reality in which I live....." Although I've changed some of the words I can't take credit for the words. They come from Mike Dooley and his TUT website. "Conflicting sensory information", now thats a mouthful. Pretty much sums up everything of living in the everyday world, while flitting back and forth between the worlds of Hoodoo and the Craft. Oy vey.
I remain grateful for the simple ritual of lighting a candle and saying a prayer.
End Trans - 2/2/10
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