Last week’s coven meeting was powerful for me. We did a quick trance to go down to meet a deity to find out more about our future work. Instead of meeting a deity, I was approached by a shapeshifter taking the forms of Disney villainesses:… Read More
It’s the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine.
There’s wealth in endings.
I can see everything I am leaving behind before I step through the door into the next room – all the old comforts. But today is the day to turn fully toward the new, the day to step into the new. I don’t know what is on the other side of this door, but I do know that The Gift Must Move, that wealth is mobile, that abundance doesn’t stagnate. I am a facet of the Universe and thus, I am wealth and abundance, and I too must keep moving to keep the energy flowing.
I must trust enough to step through death into growth.
The gifts of the Ancestors are waiting for you – call them back. Raise what is dead.
Today: missing friendships that faded, or fell to the wayside, or exploded spectacularly… Image: The Tower, Rider-Waite Deck
In retrospect, I can see in my own life what I could not see at the time: how the job I lost helped me find work I needed to do, how the “road closed” sign turned me toward terrain I needed to travel, how losses that felt irredeemable forced me to discern meanings I needed to know. On the surface it seemed that life was lessening, but silently and lavishly the seeds of new life were always being sown. ~ Parker J. Palmer, Autumn: To Cohere in Mysterious Unity
First thing: I can’t ask for what I can’t articulate. Second thing: Just because I have to function doesn’t mean I’m actually functional. Yes, I’m going to work and yes, I’m not crying all the time – but I’m still pretty fucked up a lot… Read More
My mother passed on March 21, 2015. Somehow, it seems appropriate that she passed at Ostara, the beginning of spring, the beginning of beginnings. I have so many feelings…and I am doing my best to be present to all of them, even the shame, guilt,… Read More