Tuesday, November 13, 2012

The soft darkness of the growing winter tide...

Three weeks ago, I would not have figured I'd be in this space - life is just so full of LIFE! I'm really just  happy, at peace. I have Work, spiritual practice, that's reclaimed, renewed..I just feel so damn blessed...I'll get back to the ponderous, soon enough, to be sure. But for now, all *this is enough. Even the cold and dusting of snow has a feeling of rightness to it. This is the dark tide of the year, but this is wholly, holy appropriate darkness and so I am content.

We also celebrated the solar eclipse in style tonight. The dear Frater was in towering, righteous, commanding form as we conjured the mysteries in fire and beauty. We used an older ritual form that I haven't been working with for awhile, and I had forgotten how powerful this format was. The Charge we crafted was eloquent, precise. The talismanic body found, fortuitous, in my bookcase - I couldn't have done better if Agrippa himself had made a pantacle specially for me.


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