Hello new blog! I already have two blogs. I guess I just felt the need to concentrate on the spiritual in a place dedicated to it. Lately I find myself in a state of spiritual flux. What feeds me has been changing. Sometimes I feel a need for super structure and sometimes I find I need freedom and expansiveness.
Last night was the “Blue Moon”. It was full and beautiful. Part of me felt like I should use the spectacular energy from this moon to work some amazing magick. I thought about dragging out my fire pit to conjure up some change in my life. Where I ended up was far from a ritual circle but just as meaningful. I met some friends and we danced the night away. My husband and kids joined in the fun. All night long under the watchful eye of lady moon we danced, laughed and shared. It was magick. Not in the formal candles and incense way, but in a much more organic way. Bliss is the best way I can describe what I felt on that rooftop. Love from my loved ones and joy in the movement of my body and sound of the music. Blessed to be out in the fresh air, under the moon, feeling free, accepted, loved and cherished.
More and more I find magick finding me when I am not looking for it, planning for it, even ready for it. Prayers that I had given up on have come true and I am in awe of the universe. Sometimes I feel bad for my lack of carving out time for the spiritual. Maybe that is the trick. Maybe we don’t need to carve out time, maybe we just need to be aware. We need to remember prayers that are answered long after we prayed them. We need to be grateful for magick when it happens without us seeking it out. Last night I honored the seasons changing. Not in the way I have in the past. Big ritual, lots of parts, community etc…I honored it by dancing with friends under the full moon. I honored summer’s end and falls beginning. As the night wore on the winds of fall swept over us and you could feel the change in the air. In a way all week I have been celebrating falls arrival and summer’s departure. Wednesday we had our last summer vacation day at the pool. Things like that. I think sometimes I treat magick like it is “other”, not me. Reality is that magick is all around us all the time, but also part of us, we are the magick, we make the magick.
How are you moving through the transitions of the seasons?