Saturday, December 21, 2013
come---the solstice fire burns---our mother awakens and our relations share the fire---solidarity of life--all life---solidarity of creation---all creation---we let go of our anger and of our fear---we listen to the truths that rise in the smoke and take shape in the embers-----we ask" bless us protect us guide us accept us"----we feel the warmth of the fire and we hear clearly our own heartbeat ---recognizing our own heart for the first time in a very long time----and then in the warmth of the embers---beneath the careful watch of the owl ---we recognize that we are indeed one heartbeat of one creation under one creator
por favor----come===sit------the fire burns for us all.............................
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
When one follows the Craft of the Wise one is given the gifts one requests. I was given the gift of healing the Earth. I am a master gardener and where I plant new life grows by Goddess’s grace. Each seedling, stem, leaf, bud and bloom is a healing testament to our Great Mother’s fertility, majesty and enduring beauty.
I asked for and was given the “sight” of my grandmothers and the gift of the empath. They cannot be given back because I must learn their lessons. Like it or not, it was my choice. If I could choose to return one it would the gift of intuitive empathy. This world is so full of pain and suffering that at times I am overwhelmed with a deep abiding sorrow, chocked with grief and paralyzed with a dreadful lassitude that is not mine.I believe that Goddess gives us each a light with which to follow our chosen path. That light appears to embrace the snow when winter’s moon is full; is the candlelight on the altar and the starlight dancing through the trees. It is the sunrise, the sunset and the rebirth of the sun at Winter Solstice or Pagan Yule. Instead of Christmas, many who follow the old ways celebrate the old holiday. After all, it was ours first.
For some reason at this time of year there is an oppressive feeling of great sadness, great longing and regret. At times like this when I am so wounded and exhausted that I can barely see the path, all I can do is trust in Goddess’s light with faith that it will lead to the end of my path at the end of my days where all lessons are learned and wisdom grows in the fertile soil of understanding.
Monday, December 16, 2013
Warmed Blanket around me I walk into the night. So many memories from deep within the Earth calling. When we all were Matriarchal Tribal people, that remembered. The tides of Earth, Moon, & Sun deeply felt. The circle, the dancing of all the Sphere's resonating, moved us and our relations. Deeply heard with awe, migrations of spirit and physical beings who worked with the tides are still deeply felt & heard. Calling our attention, & intentions. contrary to public belief, these tides, of Sun, Moon, Earth, & stars, are the Reason for the Holiday Season. I wish for all of you however you remember, the most peaceful, compassionate, meaningful Winter Tide. Through love & the heart we all remember.
Manidoo - gizisoons (Small Spirits Moon)
Grandmother Moon waxes to fullness in the long dark in the Constellation of Gemini, she peaks on Tuesday very early 4:28 CST, from now until then, she is Beautiful, reflecting Back the light of the Sun.
In the darkness now peaking.
in the crystal cave of insight,
drifts of spirit and healing these long nights,
sharing Love with all, a humble delight.
"You will note that everything moves in a Circle......." - Black Elk.