I just can't be sorry for!
Oh yeah, I went there! Enjoy!
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
No New Hope for the Confused!
Merry Meet again, Family and Friends!
So this Saturday, we took a drive to New Hope, Pennsylvania. New Hope is a quaint little place with an awesome vibe, about an hour and a half from our home in New Jersey. There are funky little shops, great places to eat and while at times it can be a little touristy, we always find something new and interesting when we visit. Where else can you find an entire shop devoted to mortuary memorabilia?! That said, I should have predicted the strangeness of the day when I stepped from the car only to encounter a man with a monkey on his shoulder wearing a diaper. Just to clarify, the monkey was the one in the diaper.
One of my favorite places is a witchful little shop, appropriately dubbed, "The Witch Shop". They carry incense, herbs, candles, books, etc. And while it's probably not the kind of place that would appeal to the serious occultist, it always feels like a visit with old friends. I did pick up a great book called "Hekate Liminal Rites: A Study of the rituals, magic and symbols of the torch-bearing Triple Goddess of the Crossroads". Thus far, I'm finding it fascinating...but I digress.
While I was paying for my book, a handsome, well dressed gentleman came in with a woman whom I presumed was his partner. He looked around a few minutes before asking the salesperson, "Excuse me, do you have a book called, "The Satanic Bible?" I found it very advantageous that I wasn't drinking anything at the time or I probably would have snorted it out my nose! The salesperson, a young girl looking a tad uncomfortable, replied "I'm sorry, no we don't carry it". Then he asked, "have you heard of it?" He sort of glanced over in my direction as he asked. "Try Barnes and Noble or Amazon.com, I suggested. The author is Anton LeVay". "That's right!, he exclaimed, obviously surprised that I might have this information. "Thank you!" he said, as he left the store.
I guess I wasn't doing very well at hiding my amusement, because the salesgirl was now eyeing me curiously, "I'm sorry. It's not that I have anything against Satanists, I explained. "I just found his blurting it out like that, you know, really friggin' funny". "I actually agree with 8 of the the 11 Satanic Principles of the Earth", I added. Oooops! Outside voice! I could see by her change of expression that I had just made her even more....uneasy!
A few minutes later, a touristy looking couple walked in. They were standing beside me looking at the athames (sharp, pointy ceremonial knives) in the display case, when I heard the husband say, "that's what they use for their blood sacrifices". I glanced up to examine his expression for signs of sarcasm, but alas, no he was dead serious. And then, "don't they know that animals would work just as well as humans". Oh for the love of nerve! I'm sure they were wondering why I was laughing, but I honestly couldn't contain myself! And while I'm usually a huge advocate for dispelling the myths and misconceptions about Wicca and Witchcraft, I got the distinct impression that anything I said would have been like preaching to the choir, if you get my drift!
"How sad is it that this is what they truly believe", I said to the salesgirl as we watched the couple leave. "Yeah", she replied wistfully. "I'm so blogging this", I told her as I made my departure from the store. She laughed, but appeared...relieved.
In Darkness, Light!
Tracy
So this Saturday, we took a drive to New Hope, Pennsylvania. New Hope is a quaint little place with an awesome vibe, about an hour and a half from our home in New Jersey. There are funky little shops, great places to eat and while at times it can be a little touristy, we always find something new and interesting when we visit. Where else can you find an entire shop devoted to mortuary memorabilia?! That said, I should have predicted the strangeness of the day when I stepped from the car only to encounter a man with a monkey on his shoulder wearing a diaper. Just to clarify, the monkey was the one in the diaper.
One of my favorite places is a witchful little shop, appropriately dubbed, "The Witch Shop". They carry incense, herbs, candles, books, etc. And while it's probably not the kind of place that would appeal to the serious occultist, it always feels like a visit with old friends. I did pick up a great book called "Hekate Liminal Rites: A Study of the rituals, magic and symbols of the torch-bearing Triple Goddess of the Crossroads". Thus far, I'm finding it fascinating...but I digress.
While I was paying for my book, a handsome, well dressed gentleman came in with a woman whom I presumed was his partner. He looked around a few minutes before asking the salesperson, "Excuse me, do you have a book called, "The Satanic Bible?" I found it very advantageous that I wasn't drinking anything at the time or I probably would have snorted it out my nose! The salesperson, a young girl looking a tad uncomfortable, replied "I'm sorry, no we don't carry it". Then he asked, "have you heard of it?" He sort of glanced over in my direction as he asked. "Try Barnes and Noble or Amazon.com, I suggested. The author is Anton LeVay". "That's right!, he exclaimed, obviously surprised that I might have this information. "Thank you!" he said, as he left the store.
I guess I wasn't doing very well at hiding my amusement, because the salesgirl was now eyeing me curiously, "I'm sorry. It's not that I have anything against Satanists, I explained. "I just found his blurting it out like that, you know, really friggin' funny". "I actually agree with 8 of the the 11 Satanic Principles of the Earth", I added. Oooops! Outside voice! I could see by her change of expression that I had just made her even more....uneasy!
A few minutes later, a touristy looking couple walked in. They were standing beside me looking at the athames (sharp, pointy ceremonial knives) in the display case, when I heard the husband say, "that's what they use for their blood sacrifices". I glanced up to examine his expression for signs of sarcasm, but alas, no he was dead serious. And then, "don't they know that animals would work just as well as humans". Oh for the love of nerve! I'm sure they were wondering why I was laughing, but I honestly couldn't contain myself! And while I'm usually a huge advocate for dispelling the myths and misconceptions about Wicca and Witchcraft, I got the distinct impression that anything I said would have been like preaching to the choir, if you get my drift!
"How sad is it that this is what they truly believe", I said to the salesgirl as we watched the couple leave. "Yeah", she replied wistfully. "I'm so blogging this", I told her as I made my departure from the store. She laughed, but appeared...relieved.
In Darkness, Light!
Tracy
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Messages Great and Small
Merry Meet and Happy Weekend Friends and Followers!
If you haven't heard this already, let me go on record as saying, I don't like bugs! I know, I know....I'm a Pagan, I should love all living things! Bullshit, I don't like bugs!
Still, to live in this World, I've had to learn to cohabit in harmony with even the lowliest of creatures, even humans! And, I must admit, there are some insects, like butterflies, that I absolutely adore.
Yesterday, I saw something that I'd never witnessed before. I was attempting to take some photos of our new kitten, Ember, but she was being less than cooperative! I looked away from the camera in frustration and glanced through our sliders to the deck. There I saw two butterflies dancing the "dance of joy" together on our back lawn! Now, I've seen little white butterflies doing this often, but these were big, beautiful Monarchs! I tried to get a photo, but trying to get a picture of butterflies dancing is nearly impossible! Seriously! I decided that there are some things that a camera can't possibly do justice and decided instead just to embrace the moment! It was..breathtaking!
Then, this morning, as I began typing this entry, I noticed something crawling atop my the screen to my laptop. :::Cringe::: "Ant", I thought and quickly put my hand over my freshly brewed coffee. I grabbed a napkin off the table with the intention of showing his little ant ass the door, when at closer inspection, I realized this was no ant, but a wee cricket! The tiniest, cutest little cricket I've ever seen! I watched him crawl over the screen, thinking how I might show his little cricket ass the door without squishing him, when suddenly :::ping::: he was gone! "Oh, gross, I thought, now I have a tiny wee cricket "pinging" on my dining room table! If you've ever had a cricket in your house, even smallest can demonstrate their vocal ablilities at ear piercing levels at all hours of the day or night! I perused the table to see where he might have gone, but his color blended in with the table and given his stature, I knew the chances of finding him were pretty slim!
I sat back down to finish my freshly brewed coffee and this entry, when it occurred to me that I should research these "close encounters". I Googled, "insect totems" and came up with some stuff that was amazingly relevant to my current state of being!
Butterfly: Major transformations and transmutations taking place, outcome is different than expected. Symbol of joy, color, gentleness, lightness and change of life. Awakens us to dance on the winds of life, teaches us that growth doesn't have to be painful, allows us to discover the important issues in life for conscious transformation. Don't sweat the small stuff, be joyful and thankful for your blessings.
Cricket: Cricket will attune to new vibrations, heightening intuition, sensitivity and awareness. Crickets can teach effective communication techniques and subconscious communication cues to obtain what is wanted or needed. Crickets are about transformation and resurrection from stages as in the molting process. Expect changes and new developments that will bring growth through reflection and patience as the sensitivity to mental, emotional and physical challenges are coming your way. Cricket will help in finding the right balance of action and using inituition and subtle awareness.
Just as I finished reading, I noticed a subtle movement out of the corner of my eye. It was my wee cricket! Now, for the sake of my sanity and practicality, I absolutely had to boot his wee cricket ass outside. I found a scrap of paper and tried him coaxing him onto it. :::ping::: He respectfully...declined! Amazingly, I spotted him again crawling along the top of my chair and held out my finger, hoping, but not expecting, that he might climb aboard and so he did! I slowly walked to the sliders to put him out, expecting any moment that he would "ping" into oblivion, but instead, he sat perfectly still until I found the nearest planter to deposit his wee self into.
"Thanks for the advice and happy chirping", I said aloud, only to look up to see my crucifix wielding neighbor staring across the fence. "You might want to visit Mary", I whispered.
In Darkness, Light!
Tracy
"Insect Totems" courtesy of:
http://www.starstuffs.com/animal_totems/dictionary_of_insects.htm
If you haven't heard this already, let me go on record as saying, I don't like bugs! I know, I know....I'm a Pagan, I should love all living things! Bullshit, I don't like bugs!
Still, to live in this World, I've had to learn to cohabit in harmony with even the lowliest of creatures, even humans! And, I must admit, there are some insects, like butterflies, that I absolutely adore.
Yesterday, I saw something that I'd never witnessed before. I was attempting to take some photos of our new kitten, Ember, but she was being less than cooperative! I looked away from the camera in frustration and glanced through our sliders to the deck. There I saw two butterflies dancing the "dance of joy" together on our back lawn! Now, I've seen little white butterflies doing this often, but these were big, beautiful Monarchs! I tried to get a photo, but trying to get a picture of butterflies dancing is nearly impossible! Seriously! I decided that there are some things that a camera can't possibly do justice and decided instead just to embrace the moment! It was..breathtaking!
Then, this morning, as I began typing this entry, I noticed something crawling atop my the screen to my laptop. :::Cringe::: "Ant", I thought and quickly put my hand over my freshly brewed coffee. I grabbed a napkin off the table with the intention of showing his little ant ass the door, when at closer inspection, I realized this was no ant, but a wee cricket! The tiniest, cutest little cricket I've ever seen! I watched him crawl over the screen, thinking how I might show his little cricket ass the door without squishing him, when suddenly :::ping::: he was gone! "Oh, gross, I thought, now I have a tiny wee cricket "pinging" on my dining room table! If you've ever had a cricket in your house, even smallest can demonstrate their vocal ablilities at ear piercing levels at all hours of the day or night! I perused the table to see where he might have gone, but his color blended in with the table and given his stature, I knew the chances of finding him were pretty slim!
I sat back down to finish my freshly brewed coffee and this entry, when it occurred to me that I should research these "close encounters". I Googled, "insect totems" and came up with some stuff that was amazingly relevant to my current state of being!
Butterfly: Major transformations and transmutations taking place, outcome is different than expected. Symbol of joy, color, gentleness, lightness and change of life. Awakens us to dance on the winds of life, teaches us that growth doesn't have to be painful, allows us to discover the important issues in life for conscious transformation. Don't sweat the small stuff, be joyful and thankful for your blessings.
Cricket: Cricket will attune to new vibrations, heightening intuition, sensitivity and awareness. Crickets can teach effective communication techniques and subconscious communication cues to obtain what is wanted or needed. Crickets are about transformation and resurrection from stages as in the molting process. Expect changes and new developments that will bring growth through reflection and patience as the sensitivity to mental, emotional and physical challenges are coming your way. Cricket will help in finding the right balance of action and using inituition and subtle awareness.
Just as I finished reading, I noticed a subtle movement out of the corner of my eye. It was my wee cricket! Now, for the sake of my sanity and practicality, I absolutely had to boot his wee cricket ass outside. I found a scrap of paper and tried him coaxing him onto it. :::ping::: He respectfully...declined! Amazingly, I spotted him again crawling along the top of my chair and held out my finger, hoping, but not expecting, that he might climb aboard and so he did! I slowly walked to the sliders to put him out, expecting any moment that he would "ping" into oblivion, but instead, he sat perfectly still until I found the nearest planter to deposit his wee self into.
"Thanks for the advice and happy chirping", I said aloud, only to look up to see my crucifix wielding neighbor staring across the fence. "You might want to visit Mary", I whispered.
In Darkness, Light!
Tracy
"Insect Totems" courtesy of:
http://www.starstuffs.com/animal_totems/dictionary_of_insects.htm
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
The Circle
Merry Meet Family and Friends!
Ok, so I have some happy news and some "not so happy" news. I usually like to dispense with the crappy stuff first given how it, you know, sucks!
Some of you may recall me writing about our elder cat, Dominick. Dominick epitomized the word, "longevity" from a feline standpoint. Our best guess put him somewhere at around 26 years old, making him about 120 in cat years. With the exception of a visit to the vet to be neutered, he was never sick once in his entire 120 years! We were all in agreement however, that his attempt at immortality was beginning to get a little creepy. Yesterday, after a brief illness, Dominick officially left the building. Yes, it saddened us. Yes, we felt he lived a long and happy life and yes, I have a twisted sense of humor!
Now, on to some happier news! Last Thursday, I was at work where for all intents and purposes, I was supposed to be working. Yet, for reasons still unclear to me, I found myself perusing the pet adoption site, Petfinder.com. This site places homeless pets with adoptive parents. You enter the kind of pet you'd like to adopt, their age, and your location and it brings up every animal shelter or adoption agency in your area, with a every pet available, complete with photos! I've adopted 3 of my 4 dogs without ever having to leave the comfort of my home. In light of recent pet adoption disasters however, my husband had put a moratorium on any further adoptions. Still, while the cat's away.....
As much as I hate to admit it, it seems we have run into string of some bad cat luck of late. Several months ago we lost our cat, Autumn as well. We adopted Autumn from Angels for Animals Network, the same agency from whom we recently adopted Persephone, the cat that was so ill. Like Persephone, Autumn was plagued with illness from shortly after her adoption. We spent hundreds of dollars in vet bills, only to have her die suddenly. She was only a year and half old. I was heartbroken. Yes, Ray had a valid point. No more cats!
Ok, so I typed in a search for "cat", "baby" and "domestic long hair" and up pops a photo of a beautiful 8 week old kitten, that bore a striking resemblance to my Autumn. I was smitten! Without hesitation, I sent off a cheerful little note to the agency to find out if she was still available and she was! Now, my only dilemma was how to tell Ray that I wanted to adopt another cat. Then I noticed a little box on the bottom of the screen that read, "Share This Pet on Facebook". Oh yes, I did!
A few moments later, my phone rang. It was Ray and the conversation went a little something like this:
Ray: We're not getting another cat!
Me: But she's a baby! And she looks just like my Autumn!
Ray: I don't care, Trace! We're not getting another cat! Are you crazy?!
Me: But isn't she cute?
Ray: I don't care how cute she is! We don't need another cat! I don't want another cat! We're not getting another cat!
Hmmmm...now I could see I was going to have to resort to my powers of persuasion if I was going to make this happen.
I mustered up my best "don't fuck with me" attitude and yelled, "Ray, if you don't let me adopt this kitten, I am going to take a shit fit the likes of which you can only imagine!!! "Sometimes you act just like a 3 year old!", Ray yelled back. "Yes I do!, I retorted. "A three year old who practices Witchcraft!".
May I present, Lady Ember a.k.a. "Baby Wiatch"
Ok, so I have some happy news and some "not so happy" news. I usually like to dispense with the crappy stuff first given how it, you know, sucks!
Some of you may recall me writing about our elder cat, Dominick. Dominick epitomized the word, "longevity" from a feline standpoint. Our best guess put him somewhere at around 26 years old, making him about 120 in cat years. With the exception of a visit to the vet to be neutered, he was never sick once in his entire 120 years! We were all in agreement however, that his attempt at immortality was beginning to get a little creepy. Yesterday, after a brief illness, Dominick officially left the building. Yes, it saddened us. Yes, we felt he lived a long and happy life and yes, I have a twisted sense of humor!
Now, on to some happier news! Last Thursday, I was at work where for all intents and purposes, I was supposed to be working. Yet, for reasons still unclear to me, I found myself perusing the pet adoption site, Petfinder.com. This site places homeless pets with adoptive parents. You enter the kind of pet you'd like to adopt, their age, and your location and it brings up every animal shelter or adoption agency in your area, with a every pet available, complete with photos! I've adopted 3 of my 4 dogs without ever having to leave the comfort of my home. In light of recent pet adoption disasters however, my husband had put a moratorium on any further adoptions. Still, while the cat's away.....
As much as I hate to admit it, it seems we have run into string of some bad cat luck of late. Several months ago we lost our cat, Autumn as well. We adopted Autumn from Angels for Animals Network, the same agency from whom we recently adopted Persephone, the cat that was so ill. Like Persephone, Autumn was plagued with illness from shortly after her adoption. We spent hundreds of dollars in vet bills, only to have her die suddenly. She was only a year and half old. I was heartbroken. Yes, Ray had a valid point. No more cats!
Ok, so I typed in a search for "cat", "baby" and "domestic long hair" and up pops a photo of a beautiful 8 week old kitten, that bore a striking resemblance to my Autumn. I was smitten! Without hesitation, I sent off a cheerful little note to the agency to find out if she was still available and she was! Now, my only dilemma was how to tell Ray that I wanted to adopt another cat. Then I noticed a little box on the bottom of the screen that read, "Share This Pet on Facebook". Oh yes, I did!
A few moments later, my phone rang. It was Ray and the conversation went a little something like this:
Ray: We're not getting another cat!
Me: But she's a baby! And she looks just like my Autumn!
Ray: I don't care, Trace! We're not getting another cat! Are you crazy?!
Me: But isn't she cute?
Ray: I don't care how cute she is! We don't need another cat! I don't want another cat! We're not getting another cat!
Hmmmm...now I could see I was going to have to resort to my powers of persuasion if I was going to make this happen.
I mustered up my best "don't fuck with me" attitude and yelled, "Ray, if you don't let me adopt this kitten, I am going to take a shit fit the likes of which you can only imagine!!! "Sometimes you act just like a 3 year old!", Ray yelled back. "Yes I do!, I retorted. "A three year old who practices Witchcraft!".
May I present, Lady Ember a.k.a. "Baby Wiatch"
Sunday, July 12, 2009
That's The Spirit!
Merry Meet and Greetings Again, Family and Friends!
So, since I began practicing Reiki, I've learned quite a bit about working with "Spirit Guides". Our spirit guides are those disincarnate beings who provide other worldly assistance when we need it. They are not the same as having a Guardian Angel, because apparently, one's Guardian Angel is a separate entity. Who knew?!
Given the nature of spirits, I wanted to learn as much as possible about them, generally speaking, if we were going to have a close working relationship. I went in search of some good books on the subject, but the selection at the local Borders was pitiful. I finally settled on a book, but realized shortly after I began reading, that I'd have to take this author's expertise with a grain of salt. That said, I'm not sure that any mere mortal can have actual "expertise" in this area? Seriously.
I did come across one thing, however, that gave me some significant food for thought. The author suggested not calling upon your departed loved ones when you are of need of assistance with Earthly matters. Hmmmm....why, I wondered?
She went on to explain that after death, we retain the same personalities we had in life and if we shared personality conflicts before, in all likelihood, those things haven't really changed all that much on the other side. Oh now that's a friggin' scary thought!!!
So, wait, does that mean that my sister has the same degree of sibling rivalry she had when she was alive? Is my Mother destined to piss me off for all eternity. And what about my Aunt Ann? The woman gave new meaning to the word, "Bitch!" Oh yeah, I went there!
Then I recalled that a year or so ago, my husband and I had wandered into a dusty little bookshop run by a woman who was a Medium. She and I were chatting when suddenly she stopped speaking, looked at me and asked that I follow her to the back of the store. I found this a little...unnerving, but I went anyway. Once there, she gave me an impromptu reading in which she brought through my Mom. My mother was a tiny woman with a very raspy voice that made her sound much more intimidating than her 4'11 inch, 90 lb. frame.
The Medium told me so many things about my family that she couldn't have possibly known! If that wasn't enough to freak me out, she then said, in an imitation of my Mother's voice that was so eerily accurate it made my blood run cold, "Your Mother says, "He's still a pain in the ass". I glanced over at my husband who was near by browsing through the books and asked, "Who, Ray?" (Sorry, Ray...I was, you know, guessing). "No, the woman said, "your father!" Ok, well that was it for me! No one else would have said this but my Mother!
Yes, to my great dismay, expertise or not, I had to admit that what the author had written made perfect sense, on so many levels. Some people will continue to be a pain in the ass, even in death!!! Now there's a comforting thought, isn't it? And here I thought we got all "enlightened" and shit!!!
In Darkness, Light!
Tracy
So, since I began practicing Reiki, I've learned quite a bit about working with "Spirit Guides". Our spirit guides are those disincarnate beings who provide other worldly assistance when we need it. They are not the same as having a Guardian Angel, because apparently, one's Guardian Angel is a separate entity. Who knew?!
Given the nature of spirits, I wanted to learn as much as possible about them, generally speaking, if we were going to have a close working relationship. I went in search of some good books on the subject, but the selection at the local Borders was pitiful. I finally settled on a book, but realized shortly after I began reading, that I'd have to take this author's expertise with a grain of salt. That said, I'm not sure that any mere mortal can have actual "expertise" in this area? Seriously.
I did come across one thing, however, that gave me some significant food for thought. The author suggested not calling upon your departed loved ones when you are of need of assistance with Earthly matters. Hmmmm....why, I wondered?
She went on to explain that after death, we retain the same personalities we had in life and if we shared personality conflicts before, in all likelihood, those things haven't really changed all that much on the other side. Oh now that's a friggin' scary thought!!!
So, wait, does that mean that my sister has the same degree of sibling rivalry she had when she was alive? Is my Mother destined to piss me off for all eternity. And what about my Aunt Ann? The woman gave new meaning to the word, "Bitch!" Oh yeah, I went there!
Then I recalled that a year or so ago, my husband and I had wandered into a dusty little bookshop run by a woman who was a Medium. She and I were chatting when suddenly she stopped speaking, looked at me and asked that I follow her to the back of the store. I found this a little...unnerving, but I went anyway. Once there, she gave me an impromptu reading in which she brought through my Mom. My mother was a tiny woman with a very raspy voice that made her sound much more intimidating than her 4'11 inch, 90 lb. frame.
The Medium told me so many things about my family that she couldn't have possibly known! If that wasn't enough to freak me out, she then said, in an imitation of my Mother's voice that was so eerily accurate it made my blood run cold, "Your Mother says, "He's still a pain in the ass". I glanced over at my husband who was near by browsing through the books and asked, "Who, Ray?" (Sorry, Ray...I was, you know, guessing). "No, the woman said, "your father!" Ok, well that was it for me! No one else would have said this but my Mother!
Yes, to my great dismay, expertise or not, I had to admit that what the author had written made perfect sense, on so many levels. Some people will continue to be a pain in the ass, even in death!!! Now there's a comforting thought, isn't it? And here I thought we got all "enlightened" and shit!!!
In Darkness, Light!
Tracy
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
As the Stomach turns..
Merry Meet and Greetings Family and Friends!
I have been terribly remiss in my writing, this I know. Life has taken some strange and unexpected turns, some absolutely wonderful and others, well..not so much.
At Midsummer, I was certified as a Reiki Master/Teacher. One of the last things that our Reiki Master warned us about was the year long self healing process that accompanies the Reiki Master attunement and the possibility of a "falling away" of those things that had, up until this time, taken precedent in our lives. She spoke of things such as changing careers, moving, ending relationships, etc. Since my first degree Wiccan initiation and subsequent Reiki attunements, I can definitely attest to this fact. How profound this was to be, however, has been a bit disconcerting.
I have felt the need to distance myself from those things that aren't serving a higher purpose either spiritually or magickally. I feel a greater pull towards learning and I have allowed my intuition or perhaps, my spirit guides, to lead me toward those things that I feel most connected. I'm uncertain where this is going, but it all feels right. At the end of September, I am planning to participate in a intensive workshop in Hoodoo, which I gotta tell ya, I'm completely psyched about!
Recently, I have been doing a lot of distant healing which I am not at all happy about. Well, I'm happy to be able to send healing energy, but not at all thrilled that it's necessary. I have been blessed by those of you that I call friends who have not only supported my efforts with your own work, but have sent healing energy to me as well. Thanks guys! I gotta tell ya, it has really helped!
One of my most significant and difficult lessons thus far has been that distance sometimes is necessary. At times I will take things into myself and feel as if the problems of the World are in my hands. Ok, that's an exaggeration, but still. To that end, I've learned that distance, in general, can be a good thing. It gives one a chance to ground and center, be overall more productive and find balance when things are off kilter.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that, I have no idea what this year's healing will bring, but...
Just for today, I will not worry
Just for today, I will not be angry
Just for today, I will be thankful for my many blessings
Just for today, I will do my work honestly
Just for today, I will treat all living things with kindness ~ Dr. Mikao Usui
In Darkness, Light!
Tracy
I have been terribly remiss in my writing, this I know. Life has taken some strange and unexpected turns, some absolutely wonderful and others, well..not so much.
At Midsummer, I was certified as a Reiki Master/Teacher. One of the last things that our Reiki Master warned us about was the year long self healing process that accompanies the Reiki Master attunement and the possibility of a "falling away" of those things that had, up until this time, taken precedent in our lives. She spoke of things such as changing careers, moving, ending relationships, etc. Since my first degree Wiccan initiation and subsequent Reiki attunements, I can definitely attest to this fact. How profound this was to be, however, has been a bit disconcerting.
I have felt the need to distance myself from those things that aren't serving a higher purpose either spiritually or magickally. I feel a greater pull towards learning and I have allowed my intuition or perhaps, my spirit guides, to lead me toward those things that I feel most connected. I'm uncertain where this is going, but it all feels right. At the end of September, I am planning to participate in a intensive workshop in Hoodoo, which I gotta tell ya, I'm completely psyched about!
Recently, I have been doing a lot of distant healing which I am not at all happy about. Well, I'm happy to be able to send healing energy, but not at all thrilled that it's necessary. I have been blessed by those of you that I call friends who have not only supported my efforts with your own work, but have sent healing energy to me as well. Thanks guys! I gotta tell ya, it has really helped!
One of my most significant and difficult lessons thus far has been that distance sometimes is necessary. At times I will take things into myself and feel as if the problems of the World are in my hands. Ok, that's an exaggeration, but still. To that end, I've learned that distance, in general, can be a good thing. It gives one a chance to ground and center, be overall more productive and find balance when things are off kilter.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that, I have no idea what this year's healing will bring, but...
Just for today, I will not worry
Just for today, I will not be angry
Just for today, I will be thankful for my many blessings
Just for today, I will do my work honestly
Just for today, I will treat all living things with kindness ~ Dr. Mikao Usui
In Darkness, Light!
Tracy
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