tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15800599596701536472024-02-19T06:44:07.626-08:00Priestess of the LightWalk with me on my spiritual journey . . . up, down and everywhere inbetween.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-68516227504737391392013-09-05T10:21:00.001-07:002013-09-05T10:42:19.741-07:00A New WaySo much has happened over the last few months that I can't believe it's been eight months since I posted here. Firstly, we moved house in June so I've been preoccupied with settling in. The new house has come with some challenges, most notably a dark energy that has been following me around for a few weeks. No worries though, once he was discovered we zapped his a** out of here! Still so much to do . . .<br />
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My Reiki practice has been keeping me busy and with the fall comes new classes which start next week. I'm looking forward to sharing Reiki and empowering others to use this incredible healing system.<br />
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And yet again, my spiritual self has shifted. It seems that Spirit is molding and shaping me for what lies ahead. I've had several shifts and feel that my vibration has lifted into a higher dimension. I can no longer tolerate meat and it seems that water is my drink of choice. I've also become aware that I am an Incarnated Angel and the Angels are asking me to step into my power. I'm not really sure what that looks like, but I know that my voice has changed. Not my physical voice, but by my assuredness in what I'm saying. It's scary and exciting and sometimes I want a vacation from it all, but I'm moving ahead, one step at a time, trusting that all is in Divine order.<br />
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I've also become aware that the Goddess Isis is now working with and through me. I'm stepping into my role as an Initiate of the Light and am studying the ways of Isis. She's a lot like Mother Mary, but more <i>human</i>. Where it was difficult to relate to Mary and raise myself to that ideal, Isis is more, how do I say this? - womanly. She has feelings and temper tantrums and uses her feminine wiles. She ripped her clothes off and cut her hair when Osiris was murdered. She wailed and cried and lamented for days, weeks, and months. She was able to find out Ra's secret name and thus step into a greater power. She served her people and made herself as one of them.<br />
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I've always been interested in Ancient Egypt, if not somewhat wary of it. It always seemed dark and mysterious. But I find that those are the very qualities that I'm now attracted to, especially because of Isis. I'm currently reading several books, one called 'Isis Magic' by M. Isidora Forrest, the 'Circle of Isis' by Ellen Cannon Reed, and 'The Mysteries of Isis' by deTraci Regula. I'm also working with the 'Isis Oracle' by Alana Fairchild - a beautiful oracle deck with sublime pictures and a book that is wonderfully written. I'm also in the process of setting up an altar to Isis, so watch for pictures to come.<br />
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Must run now . . . I'm painting my sanctuary a beautiful turquoise . . .<br />
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A few weeks ago I attended a Vision Board Party, hosted by two very lovely women. At that event, I was reaquainted with a lovely lady, named Jen, who I had taken an aromatherapy class with last spring. We got to talking and she mentioned that she was a Certified Angel Card Reader. Hold the boat! Tell me more! my mind shouted! And so Jen relayed to me the information about a course she took through Hay House to become a Certified Angel Card Reader. I was so excited I could have burst into a million pieces right there in front of everyone!<br />
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That night when I got home I got onto the Hay House website, found the course and low-and-behold! it was on sale! Another synchronicity! I signed up for the four lesson class and have completed lessons one and two. Two more to go and I will be a Certified Angel Card Reader!<br />
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I'm really excited to bring this new modality to my practice and look forward to helping and inspiring people with Angel Card Readings/Healings. If you are interested in receiving an Angel card reading for FREE, watch my <a href="https://www.facebook.com/LovingHeartReiki">facebook page </a>for times.<br />
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So, what did I receive for Valentine's Day from my Sweetie?<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-56610115496130316262013-02-17T10:30:00.001-08:002013-02-17T10:34:38.822-08:00A Beautiful RosaryRecently I visted the gorgeous website of Jan Tanis called <a href="http://thecomfortofasafeplace.blogspot.com/2013/02/a-very-special-rosary.html">'The Comfort of a Safe Place' </a>and as the name implies, it truly is a place of comfort, beauty and peace. I'm not sure what drew me to Jan's blog that day . . . I may have been internet jumping, but let me tell you, I feel that I was Divinely guided. You see on that day, Jan posted about being directed by God to create a Rosary for someone with a special need.<br />
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In Jan's own words:<br />
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<blockquote class="tr_bq">"Once again, I feel there is someone out in Blog-land that needs a Rosary. God has been directing me to people who have "special" needs for a Rosary. This time is no different. I have no idea though who this person is...it could be you!"</blockquote><br />
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Having just reconnected with Jesus and Mother Mary, I felt a special affinity for this Rosary and posted a comment. And I left it at that. Somehow I knew that that Rosary was meant for me. I just had this peaceful, warm fuzzy feeling.<br />
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A few days later Jan contacted me to let me know that indeed, this beautiful Turquoise Rosary would be coming to me! I was overcome with gratitude and thankfulness to Jan and to the Divine Ones who, I know without a doubt, had a hand in it. This beautiful Rosary is a treasure and one that is near and dear to my heart.<br />
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My thanks and gratitude to Jan for listening to God's direction and for creating such a beautiful piece of work, and to the Divine Ones who intervened on my behalf.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-31489844612577051092013-01-31T11:24:00.000-08:002013-01-31T11:25:19.798-08:00Bring on the Sun!It's been cloudy, snowing and cold the last few days which leaves me yearning for the sun and the light. I found this poem on Adelina's blog <a href="http://adelinastclair.wordpress.com/category/sabbat/">'Path of the Christian Witch' </a>and thought it a wonderful way to bring the light inside - even if it is dark and dreary outside. I hope it shines a light in your dark places.<br />
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<center>~ Canticle of the Sun ~<br />
St. Francis of Assisi<br />
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Most high, all powerful, all good Lord!<br />
All praise is yours, all glory, all honor, and all blessing.<br />
To you, alone, Most High, do they belong.<br />
No mortal lips are worthy to pronounce your name.<br />
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Be praised, my Lord, through all your creatures,<br />
especially through my lord Brother Sun, who brings the day;<br />
and you give light through him.<br />
And he is beautiful and radiant in all his splendor!<br />
Of you, Most High, he bears the likeness.<br />
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Be praised, my Lord, through Sister Moon and the stars;<br />
in the heavens you have made them bright, precious and beautiful.<br />
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Be praised, my Lord, through Brothers Wind and Air,<br />
and clouds and storms, and all the weather,<br />
through which you give your creatures sustenance.<br />
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Be praised, My Lord, through Sister Water;<br />
she is very useful, and humble, and precious, and pure.<br />
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Be praised, my Lord, through Brother Fire,<br />
through whom you brighten the night.<br />
He is beautiful and cheerful, and powerful and strong.<br />
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Be praised, my Lord, through our sister Mother Earth,<br />
who feeds us and rules us,<br />
and produces various fruits with colored flowers and herbs.<br />
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Be praised, my Lord, through those who forgive for love of you;<br />
through those who endure sickness and trial.<br />
Happy those who endure in peace,<br />
for by you, Most High, they will be crowned.<br />
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Be praised, my Lord, through our Sister Bodily Death,<br />
from whose embrace no living person can escape.<br />
Woe to those who die in mortal sin!<br />
Happy those she finds doing your most holy will.<br />
The second death can do no harm to them.<br />
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Praise and bless my Lord, and give thanks,<br />
and serve him with great humility.<br /></center>
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Candlemas marks the midpoint of winter - halfway between the shortest day at the Winter Solstice (December 21st) and Spring Equinox (March 20th). Also on this day is celebrated Imbolc, a festival marking the Goddess' cyclical change from Crone to Maiden. It's a time to celebrate the increased strength of the sun as winter is giving way to spring. It's time to pull out the seed catalogs and gardening journals and start dreaming about bountiful gardens and blooming flowers.<br />
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Candlemas commemorates the presentation, by Mary, of Jesus in the Temple, forty days after giving birth to him. Jesus, quite literally was and is, the light guiding us out of the darkness. It's a time to buy your candles for the coming year and do a blessing over them (I buy black and orange Samhain candles in the fall for the following year as it's hard to find them now). Here's a simple candle blessing ritual . . .<br />
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Candle Blessing Ritual</center>
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Items Needed - candles, annointing oil (I like Frankincense, Myrhh, Sandalwood, Cypress, Elemi, and Lavender in a blend)<br />
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Hold the candle in the centre with the wick towards you and rub the anointing oil into the wax starting at the middle of the candle, turning the candle deosil (clockwise) and work your way up to the top as you say:<br />
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<center>Lord Jesus,<br />
You are the Light of the world.<br />
I praise You and ask You to guide my steps each day.<br />
Help me to love You and serve You faithfully,<br />
and to carry my daily cross with You.</center>
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Now turn the candle so that the base is towards you, holding it in the centre, rub the anointing oil into the wax starting again in the middle, turn the candle deosil (clockwise) and work your way up to the top as you say:<br />
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<center>Bless this candle,<br />
and let it always remind me<br />
that You are my Light in the darkness,<br />
my protector in danger,<br />
and my saving Lord at all times.</center>
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Hold the candle between your hands and say:<br />
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<center>Lord Jesus,<br />
I praise You and give You glory,<br />
for You are Lord for ever and ever.<br />
Amen.</center><br />
And so this Candlemas I'm going to begin the day with pancakes (representing the sun), I'm going to a Vision Board Party (how serendipitous is that?), and I'm going to clean out the fireplace and enjoy a fire with my hubby contemplating our hopes for the
year. And when I lay my head down to go to sleep, I'm going to offer a prayer to the God and Goddess, Jesus and Mary, thanking them for all the blessings in my life and for all the things I'm grateful for . . .<br />
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<center><img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy291/minimadwoman/blogsignature.png" /></center>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-88727391985527166892013-01-29T14:41:00.000-08:002013-01-29T14:42:10.571-08:00The Path of a Christian WitchI just finished reading this wonderful book called 'The Path of a Christian Witch' by Adelina St. Clair. She blends together beautifully Christian and Pagan beliefs and traditions. I found myself saying 'yes!' on more than one occasion and crying softly in others. <i>She gets it!</i><br />
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And so along with the Sacred Masculine and Divine Feminine (God/Goddess) and my deities (Jesus and Mary Magdalene) and a host of Angels, Saints and Spirit Guides, I begin a new pilgrimage full of hope and wonder and excitement. And it seems I'm not alone (although I already knew that). There have been guideposts along the way. Like the old picture I found of Jesus in a thrift shop. Like the angels whispering sweet nothings in my ear. Like the picture of Mary Magdalene I found just today. Like the angel statue I found kneeling down offering me a candle to light my way.<br />
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And so with renewed vigor I put one step in front of the other . . . and I'm on my way.<br />
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Next on my Reading List - "The Expected One" by Kathleen McGowan.<br />
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<center><img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy291/minimadwoman/blogsignature.png" /></center>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-9639445615123184242013-01-23T09:55:00.000-08:002013-01-23T09:56:53.531-08:00Living in the LightAs an Energy Worker I'm very aware that Universal Life-Force energy is available to anyone who asks for it and that it does not belong to one particular religion or tradition. And in this context, I became what I believed to be true - <i>neutral</i>. And well, honestly, I was afraid of people finding out that I was Wiccan. This left a big hole where my soul should have been. I've been walking around for months in what seems like a coma.<br />
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And then there's this person called <i>Jesus</i>. He's been part of my life ever since I can remember and he's been with me at several pivotal points in my life - sitting right there next to me - so real that I could reach out and touch him. So how can I, who feels his presence so profoundly, shut him out of my life? The answer is simply - I can't. I need him and I want him to be part of my life. Period.<br />
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And so how do I incorporate Jesus into what is essentially my Pagan life? I'm looking for those answers now and I believe it could be in the form of Christian Wicca. I know, I know, there can be no such thing. Or can there? I'm finding out . . .<br />
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I'm reading a book now called 'Jesus through Pagan Eyes' by Reverend Mark Townsend. Even though I'm in the beginning chapters, it's making so much sense! He's separating the historical Jesus from the Christ made up by the church. They're two different people you see. I want to know the historical Jesus. The real man. The man who laughed, cried and fell in love - who in fact taught love. Plain and simple. No dogma, no doctrine, no thou shall and shall not. Just love. To love and be loved. I believe Jesus's message was pure and to the point. That's the Jesus I want to know.<br />
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And I want to keep the Wicca I choose to follow - that of the Goddess (the Divine feminine), the Earth, and the spirituality of Wicca. This is what feels good in my heart. This is what brings me to that place of peace and calm. That connection with nature and the moon and the seasons.<br />
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And so on this path towards Christian Wicca I'm sure I'll fall, stumble, maybe even fall off a cliff or two, but I'll keep moving forward and listening to the one who guides me, who watches over me and who loves me . . . no matter what craziness I put him through!<br />
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<center><img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy291/minimadwoman/blogsignature.png" /></center>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-16250971177449878722012-12-11T11:18:00.000-08:002012-12-11T11:22:20.456-08:00Greetings!Some of you may be wondering where I've been of late and so let me put your minds at ease. I've been busy with learning . . . just received certification as an Usui Reiki Master Teacher and I'm about to embark on another journey with 'Awakening Your Light Body'. This will prove to be an intensive period over the next several months and I'm sure I won't be the same coming out the other side.<br/>
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I'm also moving my Reiki studio across the hall from where I am currently in order to accomodate Reiki classes in the spring. Another transition, but what I hope will be a good one.<br />
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My husband also accepted a position with Trek Bicycles in Waterloo, WI so we're looking at moving in the New Year. I'm excited, but apprehensive . . . into the great unknown as it were leaving behind the comfort of knowing what you do have.<br />
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Some of you may also be experiencing a great shift of energy all leading up to the Winter Solstice and 12-21-2012. This shift may be leaving you feeling discombobulated, out of sorts, unable to make decisions and just generally not yourselves. I myself believe it to be a great transition for humankind . . . going from the "me" aspect of ourselves to the "how can I be of service to you" aspect. An aspect I've been working with since opening my Reiki practice almost two years ago.<br />
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My spirituality is shifting and I no longer see myself as fitting into just one "religion" or way of being. I feel like a lump of clay that is being molded this way and that and not knowing what I will turn out to be once I come off the wheel. This I do know for sure . . . things are changing and while it may seem scary at first, if you dig deeper you will find aspects of yourself that you didn't know existed. You will find "YOU" and in the end I think that's all we're really searching for. To know ourselves better, to connect with ourselves and to trust that we know what is right and true . . . and that is something worth seeking and holding out for.<br />
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I leave you today with two books for your consideration, one being "Live Your Divinity" by Adamus Saint Germain, as channeled by Jeffrey and Linda Hoppe, and "The Magical Way" by Marc Allen. Both interesting and inspiring.<br />
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My wish is for you all to have a happy holiday season, no matter how you celebrate, and that you go into the New Year, not with resolutions, but with a resolve to get to know yourselves better . . . seek inside . . . and you will find what you've been searching for.<br />
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<center><img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy291/minimadwoman/blogsignature.png" /></center>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-30913975708061606912012-09-08T15:33:00.008-07:002012-09-08T15:53:42.816-07:00Happy Mabon!I'm off to Canada this coming Wednesday and will be gone through to the 25th so I wanted to wish everyone a Happy and Blessed Mabon and if you're looking for a simple, yet meaningful, Mabon Ritual visit the <a href="http://ritualpages.blogspot.com/">'Sabbats and Esbats Ritual Pages'</a>.<br /><br />I leave you with pictures of my Mabon altar . . .<br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRMN8w0CkT7BhOPJYwEdSlJ0KvjIIL5AISWbMae3r8mXUFuXMyGqoJ243bUmyoKaWIFDqLJXfAtUttSfJOer_k86lgr2k0dk3uG66KNKYDudRcw1b7XAO98MSvKoku44OOQkYE7oEKxJ0/s1600/Altar.jpg"><img style="width: 400px; height: 343px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5785938446894964578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRMN8w0CkT7BhOPJYwEdSlJ0KvjIIL5AISWbMae3r8mXUFuXMyGqoJ243bUmyoKaWIFDqLJXfAtUttSfJOer_k86lgr2k0dk3uG66KNKYDudRcw1b7XAO98MSvKoku44OOQkYE7oEKxJ0/s400/Altar.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRMN8w0CkT7BhOPJYwEdSlJ0KvjIIL5AISWbMae3r8mXUFuXMyGqoJ243bUmyoKaWIFDqLJXfAtUttSfJOer_k86lgr2k0dk3uG66KNKYDudRcw1b7XAO98MSvKoku44OOQkYE7oEKxJ0/s1600/Altar.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRbsYOkhwboM5g8IecAt_4WvxHRosc2xgRXdBS-813rAga2IbXZLD_7FyYp84eCsJdqyVG1b3h0fuoMNQZrIRC87mQSuJ3q_KJvunepT-8Zah4VFHecfdDWCrCO9rcQR0JwNAXqbRc5wY/s1600/altar+from+left.jpg"><img style="width: 312px; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 356px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnFGR6q5FkE9LCpvQM0-4uGEeGcqcwbiCh6obB_o2XioBvGITbl9lgOFpXLec5jc0C6UvPNcyv4xZIf-RirsfjyLytDbKjttH6WA3pp_yG-gEC9_2TU7JfUiCAVn1aqaWOjKV4ClD4gHc/s400/blue+moon+goddess.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5781471392512254386" /></a>Can you believe it's almost the end of summer? I sure can't. It seems not that long ago that I was looking out my window at the snow wishing and wanting summer to arrive. Then we got summer in March and a heat wave during the following months. Not much fun to spend time outside in. The last few weeks have been wonderful and I've been trying to spend as much time outside as possible . . . and it's still not enough . . . sigh . . .<br /><br />At any rate, since it's almost the end of August and there's a Blue Moon coming up on the 31st, I thought I'd like to do some kind of ritual that celebrated the energies of the Blue Moon. However, I couldn't find a ritual per se . . . so I wrote one. I'm especially proud of this passage . . .<br /><br /><center><strong>“Gracious lady bring to me the changes that I seek<br />And grant to me upon this night your feminine mystique<br />Give me the strength to follow through in everything I do<br />And in my heart place upon joyful devotion to you<br />Guide my steps and where I walk with pride and humbleness<br />To speak my truth from my heart where boundless love abides<br />And at the end of the day when I lay down my head<br />May I be blessed by the things that I have said<br />Help me to serve in all the tasks that I am led to do<br />With verve and loving kindness so that I may honor you<br />Gracious lady this I ask in all sincerity<br />By doing this may I stand tall, upright and carefree”</strong></center><br />I hope that you might also find it useful and that you have a wonderful Blue Moon Esbat! Click <a href="http://ritualpages.blogspot.com/2012/08/blue-moon-esbat-ritual.html">here</a> be taken to the ritual . . .<br /><br /><center><img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy291/minimadwoman/blogsignature.png" /></center>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-32755635116185597972012-08-21T09:05:00.006-07:002012-08-21T10:52:43.765-07:00Homage to the Sun<center>The Morning Sun<br /><br />The Sun rose bright this morning<br />Making its ascent into a clear blue sky<br />Rising up through the trees<br />Casting its glow making everything shine<br />It doesn't require a switch or a clap<br />It comes of its own accord<br />Casting light into dark places<br />Waking us from our slumber<br />To begin a new day<br />Full of possibility and hope<br />Traveling across the sky<br />It brings light, life and warmth<br />And at the end of the day it falls behind<br />The curve of the Earth<br />Making its way 'round<br />Sure to rise again<br /><br />~ Teresa Martens ~</center><br /><br />I started walking my dogs in the mornings again after a long hiatus (ie I've been very lazy . . . sigh). I took the camera along this morning because yesterday the sun was so beautiful shining through the trees. I was a little later this morning so I didn't catch the spectacular rays through the trees, but I got some gorgeous pictures nonetheless.<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW3c8QZaxhxArV6JAfBN4yxvT1BJiG88xghynySbh4LxIao5oOC-IW4I6P19whgSYQ8IhZXlDztUnJpGTNJxBj0O4rhWB42uHppeNz8Wv_hX3s77RBXZ9vQOz0JxswMkGe7DrY-O1TvBM/s1600/morning+sun.jpg"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5779159414790542114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW3c8QZaxhxArV6JAfBN4yxvT1BJiG88xghynySbh4LxIao5oOC-IW4I6P19whgSYQ8IhZXlDztUnJpGTNJxBj0O4rhWB42uHppeNz8Wv_hX3s77RBXZ9vQOz0JxswMkGe7DrY-O1TvBM/s400/morning+sun.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW3c8QZaxhxArV6JAfBN4yxvT1BJiG88xghynySbh4LxIao5oOC-IW4I6P19whgSYQ8IhZXlDztUnJpGTNJxBj0O4rhWB42uHppeNz8Wv_hX3s77RBXZ9vQOz0JxswMkGe7DrY-O1TvBM/s1600/morning+sun.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf__4JqWt0qgSZdhyphenhyphen0prizdxNp27ofe21Oh-8qZWlImaxF6ob5GAmEve7pTt1uA-I3yA3_n8F5AhyphenhyphenTk1thLNnyQnyE01SFcrlydah9rHMNm1Q6u1RlwmzIBVKu5ib-Q5yaZG3gu3-npVM/s1600/morning+sun1.jpg"><img style="width: 300px; 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height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5779159443689748706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6rPA2Vypfj9e8SmgRiY0XZFyWPe-MGa2zGezQAXovuVh4U9ybcPJEzcOmuZxiWDfHQzgM95k-V7v6AbMw49tZfCNVEn7wQ-ugxIV8FryjunNmpGLsQv-EMD9-U9UxSNuk-lU5p0BI294/s400/morning+sun3.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6rPA2Vypfj9e8SmgRiY0XZFyWPe-MGa2zGezQAXovuVh4U9ybcPJEzcOmuZxiWDfHQzgM95k-V7v6AbMw49tZfCNVEn7wQ-ugxIV8FryjunNmpGLsQv-EMD9-U9UxSNuk-lU5p0BI294/s1600/morning+sun3.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFgvXomNy_BrscVENvfS-955YQdaKu03JfVvrcZAQbcO-BJ32_QoApz6JzHV2dBKthK2t71Bi0ItqgruB6xmtA2JDMETKT95pRoTw2HGGqxbNieMRCvlGl7Xg-2WbPJjMQhSfmAQ8vppU/s1600/morning+sun5.jpg"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5779160280386352290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFgvXomNy_BrscVENvfS-955YQdaKu03JfVvrcZAQbcO-BJ32_QoApz6JzHV2dBKthK2t71Bi0ItqgruB6xmtA2JDMETKT95pRoTw2HGGqxbNieMRCvlGl7Xg-2WbPJjMQhSfmAQ8vppU/s400/morning+sun5.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFgvXomNy_BrscVENvfS-955YQdaKu03JfVvrcZAQbcO-BJ32_QoApz6JzHV2dBKthK2t71Bi0ItqgruB6xmtA2JDMETKT95pRoTw2HGGqxbNieMRCvlGl7Xg-2WbPJjMQhSfmAQ8vppU/s1600/morning+sun5.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4aO2AsgfJZjSAVUC98Lr9H4O2WirHxYY7y1vzSvL7OI2M-DRW8abaePH3ox0pFuWuk9PjSyKyJVovuH8uhxNQeQjjbeYMhZOoFW5OH1sxC6jXGB83looGuGMfPsRPMoAwLJGR6x19GKg/s1600/morning+sun6.jpg"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5779160288514569106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4aO2AsgfJZjSAVUC98Lr9H4O2WirHxYY7y1vzSvL7OI2M-DRW8abaePH3ox0pFuWuk9PjSyKyJVovuH8uhxNQeQjjbeYMhZOoFW5OH1sxC6jXGB83looGuGMfPsRPMoAwLJGR6x19GKg/s400/morning+sun6.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4aO2AsgfJZjSAVUC98Lr9H4O2WirHxYY7y1vzSvL7OI2M-DRW8abaePH3ox0pFuWuk9PjSyKyJVovuH8uhxNQeQjjbeYMhZOoFW5OH1sxC6jXGB83looGuGMfPsRPMoAwLJGR6x19GKg/s1600/morning+sun6.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p>There was also a crane sitting on a bird house by the small pond in the park . . . gorgeous!<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwUgU_OcM8EmVytPa28UNLCMCd0PrXjLa0QFC2X2xoBNH6TzxdjRLabxOyk6FtG1Gl9J6U9zwpyPcU9a6vfRvrJOCPDbCuHjpHNeRhSAp7rr20ONGhNdHaOAxF0MBhgHCyxCvLNfMqqy8/s1600/crane.jpg"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5779159412871777794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwUgU_OcM8EmVytPa28UNLCMCd0PrXjLa0QFC2X2xoBNH6TzxdjRLabxOyk6FtG1Gl9J6U9zwpyPcU9a6vfRvrJOCPDbCuHjpHNeRhSAp7rr20ONGhNdHaOAxF0MBhgHCyxCvLNfMqqy8/s400/crane.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwUgU_OcM8EmVytPa28UNLCMCd0PrXjLa0QFC2X2xoBNH6TzxdjRLabxOyk6FtG1Gl9J6U9zwpyPcU9a6vfRvrJOCPDbCuHjpHNeRhSAp7rr20ONGhNdHaOAxF0MBhgHCyxCvLNfMqqy8/s1600/crane.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p>And you can tell that autumn is not far off . . . the berries are turning red.<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioAFrO23HSFjOWVOC1FGpjfbXnhyQedrXAKvEhGpin8oPxRPidQdI4ahY6ZSiu0wughiVapwm16kjFi6jeg93Mu9EJZ4Gwve5PV2MHRjo53j1FNqK3_o1qfXgVNpBFe4z9aYqoopPSaEI/s1600/red+berries.jpg"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5779160300143450514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioAFrO23HSFjOWVOC1FGpjfbXnhyQedrXAKvEhGpin8oPxRPidQdI4ahY6ZSiu0wughiVapwm16kjFi6jeg93Mu9EJZ4Gwve5PV2MHRjo53j1FNqK3_o1qfXgVNpBFe4z9aYqoopPSaEI/s400/red+berries.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioAFrO23HSFjOWVOC1FGpjfbXnhyQedrXAKvEhGpin8oPxRPidQdI4ahY6ZSiu0wughiVapwm16kjFi6jeg93Mu9EJZ4Gwve5PV2MHRjo53j1FNqK3_o1qfXgVNpBFe4z9aYqoopPSaEI/s1600/red+berries.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p>I hope you enjoyed walking with me this morning and I hope that the sun is shining for you today!<br /><br />By the way I searched for a poem online this morning but every poem about the sun I could find had birds burning their wings and people being burnt . . . wanting something a tad more optimistic I wrote my own . . . sometimes you just gotta go your own way!<br /><br /><center><img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy291/minimadwoman/blogsignature.png" /></center>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-26936844090067890902012-08-16T12:01:00.005-07:002012-08-16T12:09:37.643-07:00Burnin' Up the House!Well, not exactly, but I am doing a lot of burning! I've discovered a new hobby in Wood Burning and have been busy burning any and all pieces of wood I have stored away in my basement art studio . . . and there is plenty to be found!<br /><br />I've decided I like wood burning so much that I've opened a new Etsy shop to share my wood burning aspirations with you. Check it out and hopefully you'll find something you like!<br /><p align="center"><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/TheBurningWand?ref=si_shop"><img style="width: 400px; height: 53px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5777349597570303554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhygdOBq90owTd46AY-YSeWUIBWa4kvioDRh2ZxzlyGkrCu_d01lJfVoj6qslB_iILp0awYe-DZBVk8n_6XdLx4BiwdQJi8B88ysq5DZkwmDi6rYT3XZEiGX5GMX5Us6q6QjBoI7b-crCY/s400/etsy+shop+banner.png" /></a></p><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/TheBurningWand?ref=si_shop"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidq-YbtlDcGimRw2q0IggV6x7CVQFeH6u_aFK40gcQbPJVeMbjcSR6ghNXHKl9oUCVzpqzwMOb4jbk_q713vldY5IKiiWmKoQS8S0L6vz5vkPJtgimo6MXIlMPgTknrsbi7vbVsSEI9v0/s1600/spiral+goddess.jpg"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5777348924240872578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidq-YbtlDcGimRw2q0IggV6x7CVQFeH6u_aFK40gcQbPJVeMbjcSR6ghNXHKl9oUCVzpqzwMOb4jbk_q713vldY5IKiiWmKoQS8S0L6vz5vkPJtgimo6MXIlMPgTknrsbi7vbVsSEI9v0/s400/spiral+goddess.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidq-YbtlDcGimRw2q0IggV6x7CVQFeH6u_aFK40gcQbPJVeMbjcSR6ghNXHKl9oUCVzpqzwMOb4jbk_q713vldY5IKiiWmKoQS8S0L6vz5vkPJtgimo6MXIlMPgTknrsbi7vbVsSEI9v0/s1600/spiral+goddess.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpJKYofb7C0XQdashBjKSxGA1jOnuFBqDntpxYyjKgs-h_oL3sNHhe67SZv2egBBLae66FmN_8BqdSLKaFUyEpXfk8B91P5w_PrMqNOIV9auY0tyKGzc8TYVjaX4-mjuWwkJ2A4zcesQA/s1600/pentagram+box.jpg"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5777348918487060274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpJKYofb7C0XQdashBjKSxGA1jOnuFBqDntpxYyjKgs-h_oL3sNHhe67SZv2egBBLae66FmN_8BqdSLKaFUyEpXfk8B91P5w_PrMqNOIV9auY0tyKGzc8TYVjaX4-mjuWwkJ2A4zcesQA/s400/pentagram+box.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpJKYofb7C0XQdashBjKSxGA1jOnuFBqDntpxYyjKgs-h_oL3sNHhe67SZv2egBBLae66FmN_8BqdSLKaFUyEpXfk8B91P5w_PrMqNOIV9auY0tyKGzc8TYVjaX4-mjuWwkJ2A4zcesQA/s1600/pentagram+box.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAMzruDelG9bSuTTwrDNhd-EX6c1CLfIcu86gYgnGzYNDRvbcDSKditob82uIsHbiJ3zIGnn8TKzKgela-IeiYk-G9MOMUgkw8ptud62tWmS-LDUY2DxwmxzmNWSGF9Eq1KBD8u_jXuVo/s1600/magick1.jpg"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5777348910648262162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAMzruDelG9bSuTTwrDNhd-EX6c1CLfIcu86gYgnGzYNDRvbcDSKditob82uIsHbiJ3zIGnn8TKzKgela-IeiYk-G9MOMUgkw8ptud62tWmS-LDUY2DxwmxzmNWSGF9Eq1KBD8u_jXuVo/s400/magick1.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAMzruDelG9bSuTTwrDNhd-EX6c1CLfIcu86gYgnGzYNDRvbcDSKditob82uIsHbiJ3zIGnn8TKzKgela-IeiYk-G9MOMUgkw8ptud62tWmS-LDUY2DxwmxzmNWSGF9Eq1KBD8u_jXuVo/s1600/magick1.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3a1P5TOG4DWxfv-hl7ixmXn6KPiD55gbE-DCiAT5qqs_aAXorwVuJy7_qwG_XjSaphYTeCgBSmIMgyeN04VyX2JZ2akdzdu1LudrmGsyg5lLzJDMp2H_g88D43dJ9TXUsEDbBhKY-iok/s1600/blessed+be1.jpg"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5777348901071435346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3a1P5TOG4DWxfv-hl7ixmXn6KPiD55gbE-DCiAT5qqs_aAXorwVuJy7_qwG_XjSaphYTeCgBSmIMgyeN04VyX2JZ2akdzdu1LudrmGsyg5lLzJDMp2H_g88D43dJ9TXUsEDbBhKY-iok/s400/blessed+be1.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3a1P5TOG4DWxfv-hl7ixmXn6KPiD55gbE-DCiAT5qqs_aAXorwVuJy7_qwG_XjSaphYTeCgBSmIMgyeN04VyX2JZ2akdzdu1LudrmGsyg5lLzJDMp2H_g88D43dJ9TXUsEDbBhKY-iok/s1600/blessed+be1.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><br /><br /><center><img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy291/minimadwoman/blogsignature.png" /></center>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-62958145167281961882012-08-13T08:44:00.004-07:002012-08-13T09:12:55.279-07:00The MorriganHello and Merry Meet everyone!<br /><br />You might be a little startled by the title of this post . . . but fear not! Lately I've been feeling a little off-balance. It's almost like I'm ignoring a side of me that I'd rather not deal with. I call it the shadow self. And it seems that this shadow self of mine wants to come out and play. Who can blame her . . . it's pretty cool out here!<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieKuIgIA1WKNc9tM8R4EOij0j82sBtqY_iM3VFS_M3x5nkQIJxx_dOvPRfpG7yUm-KhzxnKlYgSdo2bLdPsCISNoX_G9wK1XKKpMOOgCgsoyEteyp2WZ_4rsPbET8a2chSEoAV8udqTM4/s1600/Morrigan.jpg"><img style="width: 400px; height: 344px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5776190084384551714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieKuIgIA1WKNc9tM8R4EOij0j82sBtqY_iM3VFS_M3x5nkQIJxx_dOvPRfpG7yUm-KhzxnKlYgSdo2bLdPsCISNoX_G9wK1XKKpMOOgCgsoyEteyp2WZ_4rsPbET8a2chSEoAV8udqTM4/s400/Morrigan.jpg" /></a></p>I've been very drawn to the Arthurian legends the last few days and wasn't quite sure what to make of it. The book in the Marion Zimmer Bradley series that keeps making itself present is the 'Mists of Avalon'. If you're familiar with this book then you know all about the Morrigan, the half sister of Arthur. And it seems that the Morrigan wants to play with me and has been showing herself to me in various ways. One of those ways is bringing into my hands a book called 'Celtic Lore and Spellcraft of the Dark Goddess' by Stephanie Woodfield. I've just begun to read it and am making my way through Celtic lore in order to have a better understanding of this goddess.<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-ZBBqZmuUssHLf69kaK0e-hGa7iDS4GZXV1GqahRmPQ05WYAGzFCVXK_Gicd7hj0aaNR-clILz3gb2yJJpEQbB-VkcPFMW5VSjDASsLPzHJAXnw88MGy_txxs1JKbkn_OV4c4Cztxu2k/s1600/dark+goddess.jpg"><img style="width: 329px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5776190075289138978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-ZBBqZmuUssHLf69kaK0e-hGa7iDS4GZXV1GqahRmPQ05WYAGzFCVXK_Gicd7hj0aaNR-clILz3gb2yJJpEQbB-VkcPFMW5VSjDASsLPzHJAXnw88MGy_txxs1JKbkn_OV4c4Cztxu2k/s400/dark+goddess.jpg" /></a></p>Most people say that it's not wise to work with this goddess, but I have a different feeling about her. I'm not afraid, although I will give her the respect she deserves certainly. Rather, I'm fascinated by her. By her power, strength and confidence and by her 'kick you in the butt' get going attitude. I like that. I've been lackadaisical in the Craft and am in much need of some butt-kicking. Although I have a feeling that she's also gentle and kind and will hold out her hand to help me up when I've fallen down . . . provided I don't whine about the falling.<br /><br />I have to say I feel stronger, more focused and determined than I have of late and although I haven't officially begun my work with her, I feel that she's already by my side, helping me out, showing me the way.<br /><br />And so, I have Mary on the one side and the Morrigan on the other. Not a bad combo wouldn't you say?<br /><center><img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy291/minimadwoman/blogsignature.png" /></center>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-35983517694527557272012-08-09T10:25:00.010-07:002012-08-09T16:19:14.719-07:00Elemental Rosary PrayerHello and Merry Meet everyone!<br /><br />I'm full of anticipation awaiting the arrival of my new rosary. It is being custom made by Jayne Wood of <a href="http://infinitelyspiritual.com/">Infinite Spirit</a> who makes the most divine traditional and non-traditional rosaries. I have a few custom rosaries by Jayne, one being my Goddess Rosary and the other my pink quartz lotus mala. I love both of them and use them frequently.<br /><br />My new Rosary is an homage to the elements and a wonderful rosary if you follow a nature-based path as I do. So while I wait patiently for my rosary to arrive, I went ahead and created a prayer to go with it. It is adapted from several poems from different authors, notably Dorothy Morrison, Ralph Metzner and a lovely young woman called Kamonra.<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPC4a6IzSKAI_S6k_ubtmKrWgNIAeVKDFXY1O77cb_W_xOo-ZYNF0muV5slApkT3-RaaIzvZ7-KzheuFQGiZVQi2uXrKecGcxodQNPzp4hYeO3RKxYBiTPLtGpXVhF1TSUJ5q-_6-TWQ4/s1600/elemental+rosary+blog+header.png"><img style="width: 400px; height: 147px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5774728631538625634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPC4a6IzSKAI_S6k_ubtmKrWgNIAeVKDFXY1O77cb_W_xOo-ZYNF0muV5slApkT3-RaaIzvZ7-KzheuFQGiZVQi2uXrKecGcxodQNPzp4hYeO3RKxYBiTPLtGpXVhF1TSUJ5q-_6-TWQ4/s400/elemental+rosary+blog+header.png" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPC4a6IzSKAI_S6k_ubtmKrWgNIAeVKDFXY1O77cb_W_xOo-ZYNF0muV5slApkT3-RaaIzvZ7-KzheuFQGiZVQi2uXrKecGcxodQNPzp4hYeO3RKxYBiTPLtGpXVhF1TSUJ5q-_6-TWQ4/s1600/elemental+rosary+blog+header.png"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p>I hope you enjoy using this prayer and be sure to check out Jayne's site at the link above. I'll be posting pictures of my new Rosary here and on the Rosary blog once I get my hands on it!<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEithljnB7e1sRWMvRJTFLdOsSKHaDYiy2JkVi3N4HnP4Ix0yGs-14F1ptetJ1TptzLrqkP50tzsnAoskLTRdw3p1-la6XwX7OtFrvpLg80BLC5rrSiygxMuXS8-JtXpZBKypG7D3NjyrlU/s1600/Pentacle1.jpg"><img style="width: 400px; height: 332px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5774727663845011874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEithljnB7e1sRWMvRJTFLdOsSKHaDYiy2JkVi3N4HnP4Ix0yGs-14F1ptetJ1TptzLrqkP50tzsnAoskLTRdw3p1-la6XwX7OtFrvpLg80BLC5rrSiygxMuXS8-JtXpZBKypG7D3NjyrlU/s400/Pentacle1.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEithljnB7e1sRWMvRJTFLdOsSKHaDYiy2JkVi3N4HnP4Ix0yGs-14F1ptetJ1TptzLrqkP50tzsnAoskLTRdw3p1-la6XwX7OtFrvpLg80BLC5rrSiygxMuXS8-JtXpZBKypG7D3NjyrlU/s1600/Pentacle1.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><center>Pentacle Rosary by Jayne Wood, <a href="http://infinitelyspiritual.com/">Infinite Spirit</a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy291/minimadwoman/blogsignature.png" /></center><center></center>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-88553512677340227202012-08-07T10:30:00.006-07:002012-08-16T13:54:00.252-07:00Elemental AltarHello and Merry Meet everyone! I hope you're all finding your way over here to my new blog from 'I Heart the Goddess'. I had an URL from Godaddy that unfortunately has lapsed because I didn't want to renew it and so it's not available to view online anymore. Ah well, out with the old, in with the new!<br /><br />I've been struggling spiritually for about the last six weeks and have been attending mass with my friend hoping to find what I seemingly lost. I even went so far as to think of joining the Catholic church. Chalk it up to menopause, the realization of a past life experience and the fact that I really haven't been acting upon my faith as a Wiccan. Realizing that I have not been following through with Sabbatt and Esbat rituals and it's no wonder I feel empty and lost.<br /><br />So, with this newfound realization, I am, so to speak, back in the saddle. I am planning a Blue Moon ritual for August 31st (the second moon of this month) and am also planning for Mabon. My altar will begin it's transformation towards the end of this month and I'm planning on making a Mabon thanksgiving upon my return from Canada at the end of September. A few days late, but still celebrating the Sabbatt.<br /><br />I'm also connecting with the elements. I'm spending more time outside and today I'm even going to the pool to hang out in the sun and water. My spirit is saying (actually it's yelling) YES! I've also created an elemental altar in my kitchen window. I've put some stones there that I gathered from Sedona, creating a cairn. I have a crystal quartz cluster that I received in my Reiki class. I also have an angel that a new friend gave me at the end of our time together in Sedona. And, I'm having a new Elemental Rosary made (more on that in another post).<br /><br />I'm feeling better than I have in weeks and all because I've reconnected to my true path. I had wound myself up so tightly thinking that going back to church and becoming something I'm not would feed my soul. I was wrong. What feeds my soul is what I've been doing for the last two years. Only now I realize that the Goddess has called me to action. No more laying around thinking about doing ritual or saying prayers. It's time to break out the candles, incense and athame and put myself to rights . . . and for this I am truly blessed!<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7N2KP5jLqhM_2SmHl5zSkj-DGPusY0QgDqNYN67gELgpG6BLG8NA4OHLgWG-eAX4CTM_MSDrb2slXXlzbel65d5dEOzmT_Tu_LdHiqaj2K0UoN_bNGa_cU09djc5ixyMHJSvv4ucsaAU/s1600/altar.jpg"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5777376476674910658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7N2KP5jLqhM_2SmHl5zSkj-DGPusY0QgDqNYN67gELgpG6BLG8NA4OHLgWG-eAX4CTM_MSDrb2slXXlzbel65d5dEOzmT_Tu_LdHiqaj2K0UoN_bNGa_cU09djc5ixyMHJSvv4ucsaAU/s400/altar.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7N2KP5jLqhM_2SmHl5zSkj-DGPusY0QgDqNYN67gELgpG6BLG8NA4OHLgWG-eAX4CTM_MSDrb2slXXlzbel65d5dEOzmT_Tu_LdHiqaj2K0UoN_bNGa_cU09djc5ixyMHJSvv4ucsaAU/s1600/altar.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgykOKvijJZkSLSYgwOxBHl9QeS6psIOazUdu6LjJLstIZwOcpDG5wKhyq9nW7PDtHtEBe4AHdWI_lDdy7uyXWY2YM-qx5lg3_MJTyi5ftsEPtqSTN3El8XnD3Fh8t16tN1fLtaqo7Cf-s/s1600/altar1.jpg"><img style="width: 400px; 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height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5773989385605408914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfJBhPjOgLxYZvHwXrAa-NV2F7FyJ4HnJDM27czKlJLtwnEI6LCVgb3nuxm3YqrutLa4LlkifhxDPIYc2YxUxribIy4bYT_JfgiBMtibBb-nQMmdoSfAbkOqunJ6I1_p26ym0xCkqPvas/s400/window+altar4.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfJBhPjOgLxYZvHwXrAa-NV2F7FyJ4HnJDM27czKlJLtwnEI6LCVgb3nuxm3YqrutLa4LlkifhxDPIYc2YxUxribIy4bYT_JfgiBMtibBb-nQMmdoSfAbkOqunJ6I1_p26ym0xCkqPvas/s1600/window+altar4.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><br /><br /><center><img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy291/minimadwoman/blogsignature.png" /></center>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-65579586541712531612012-08-04T11:10:00.006-07:002012-08-04T12:34:24.907-07:00Goddess Mary AltarIn addition to the large altar I have in my living room that I set up according to the Sabbats and special Mary days, I set up this smaller altar on the dresser in my bedroom. It offers me a place of quiet and solitude where I can pray and be at peace knowing that Mary is with me.<br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzuVKaV44d5WU1aYQzEVkpGr_o9eIk9ljQm4kixGOwR6yNsA3nlT-2RwlfKaFLfuqOwfm8ky1Npz1YdORISod_9ebMBcKs3_FHPM_pPKHePRkfMQaKvaNHIIBo0hymaRfI-Pe4pH56Vhk/s1600/Mary+Altar.jpg"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5772882978199168962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzuVKaV44d5WU1aYQzEVkpGr_o9eIk9ljQm4kixGOwR6yNsA3nlT-2RwlfKaFLfuqOwfm8ky1Npz1YdORISod_9ebMBcKs3_FHPM_pPKHePRkfMQaKvaNHIIBo0hymaRfI-Pe4pH56Vhk/s400/Mary+Altar.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzuVKaV44d5WU1aYQzEVkpGr_o9eIk9ljQm4kixGOwR6yNsA3nlT-2RwlfKaFLfuqOwfm8ky1Npz1YdORISod_9ebMBcKs3_FHPM_pPKHePRkfMQaKvaNHIIBo0hymaRfI-Pe4pH56Vhk/s1600/Mary+Altar.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvPTa9J52m6p4FFu_BSZW5cBzeJUD4NdSmUSS3qMO6njW-qTv3nv7pJOtZhT0zb07BAOqb4ZN4omGV2TtQT-tHUnZ6HCoXZg9OKt27C4325osXYDQ46FGwxsptlaX9m20GPxocV75ixvY/s1600/candles.jpg"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5772883000711193250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvPTa9J52m6p4FFu_BSZW5cBzeJUD4NdSmUSS3qMO6njW-qTv3nv7pJOtZhT0zb07BAOqb4ZN4omGV2TtQT-tHUnZ6HCoXZg9OKt27C4325osXYDQ46FGwxsptlaX9m20GPxocV75ixvY/s400/candles.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvPTa9J52m6p4FFu_BSZW5cBzeJUD4NdSmUSS3qMO6njW-qTv3nv7pJOtZhT0zb07BAOqb4ZN4omGV2TtQT-tHUnZ6HCoXZg9OKt27C4325osXYDQ46FGwxsptlaX9m20GPxocV75ixvY/s1600/candles.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p>I use Rose incense in my burner as an offering to Mary and as a reminder of her ever faithful presence.<br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJRFJP0cusf6Bcs7L3rIBFDe9PP93d5Fp24SG0n0jJFQW-MjP_yVN_iZWcg4qFYKKJ0KCP0-RMhlAti9GRPkNu5BMOPUShhzjQp2IY1TJ6WhpXV_HlH1eghDsNl-QXGgjN7G6k7tjryX4/s1600/celestite.jpg"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5772883166063761170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJRFJP0cusf6Bcs7L3rIBFDe9PP93d5Fp24SG0n0jJFQW-MjP_yVN_iZWcg4qFYKKJ0KCP0-RMhlAti9GRPkNu5BMOPUShhzjQp2IY1TJ6WhpXV_HlH1eghDsNl-QXGgjN7G6k7tjryX4/s400/celestite.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJRFJP0cusf6Bcs7L3rIBFDe9PP93d5Fp24SG0n0jJFQW-MjP_yVN_iZWcg4qFYKKJ0KCP0-RMhlAti9GRPkNu5BMOPUShhzjQp2IY1TJ6WhpXV_HlH1eghDsNl-QXGgjN7G6k7tjryX4/s1600/celestite.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p>This beautiful blue crystal is 'Celestite' used for spiritual advancement as part of one's personal journey. It is used for making contact with the angels and in particular with the angel who is one's guardian throughout life.<br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIUBXQfyJcCxzgxM9h2r3Y465RxV4YXILvANJcAw_ReysTjraYWoxuH_hSgVMWFUrrG8nLkk-dRjhsuxZaJOs3auEN11hKUk-Usyn2R7JlvbFIVlyNhXp8l48o1c5LXDLhwQMXsXkflso/s1600/crystals.jpg"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5772883171537012114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIUBXQfyJcCxzgxM9h2r3Y465RxV4YXILvANJcAw_ReysTjraYWoxuH_hSgVMWFUrrG8nLkk-dRjhsuxZaJOs3auEN11hKUk-Usyn2R7JlvbFIVlyNhXp8l48o1c5LXDLhwQMXsXkflso/s400/crystals.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIUBXQfyJcCxzgxM9h2r3Y465RxV4YXILvANJcAw_ReysTjraYWoxuH_hSgVMWFUrrG8nLkk-dRjhsuxZaJOs3auEN11hKUk-Usyn2R7JlvbFIVlyNhXp8l48o1c5LXDLhwQMXsXkflso/s1600/crystals.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p>Spirit Quartz ~ carries the vibration of Universal love; aides in spiritual growth and in moving to the next dimension.<br />Candle Quartz ~ a spiritual stone inviting abundance; focus on one's true path and purpose; radiates love.<br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFWzldgvDL05JjUcfpfH8JGE9C_J4yyvwQMiaeSYf4OyC-lt4fEOPlUYzEYpUfi1zXPm0LkqDdzxjUYuvTlwxzAKXI4vY9MsOXbWxGVXUnRZ5U04vQe12on726LREsCB902q83wicWpr8/s1600/silver+box.jpg"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5772882993322774178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFWzldgvDL05JjUcfpfH8JGE9C_J4yyvwQMiaeSYf4OyC-lt4fEOPlUYzEYpUfi1zXPm0LkqDdzxjUYuvTlwxzAKXI4vY9MsOXbWxGVXUnRZ5U04vQe12on726LREsCB902q83wicWpr8/s400/silver+box.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFWzldgvDL05JjUcfpfH8JGE9C_J4yyvwQMiaeSYf4OyC-lt4fEOPlUYzEYpUfi1zXPm0LkqDdzxjUYuvTlwxzAKXI4vY9MsOXbWxGVXUnRZ5U04vQe12on726LREsCB902q83wicWpr8/s1600/silver+box.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p>The little silver box has roses embossed on it ~ The red rose is a symbol of Mary. White roses in Paradise are said to have blushed red when she kissed them. The Rosary is also related to Mary and her roses.<br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7On7v9EYLm12S36hbQXoyFFAHdxmio6YveMc08OEUIdmX931gT-D1kMZ12NkyEG90UR7YMQ_DVHDd7UQWqfnj1UpNzE0jspKNZ19gPtGeiOGFcI3FkyItiQLyUDVzaPKR44-k7-pehnE/s1600/shells.jpg"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5772882990821759858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7On7v9EYLm12S36hbQXoyFFAHdxmio6YveMc08OEUIdmX931gT-D1kMZ12NkyEG90UR7YMQ_DVHDd7UQWqfnj1UpNzE0jspKNZ19gPtGeiOGFcI3FkyItiQLyUDVzaPKR44-k7-pehnE/s400/shells.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7On7v9EYLm12S36hbQXoyFFAHdxmio6YveMc08OEUIdmX931gT-D1kMZ12NkyEG90UR7YMQ_DVHDd7UQWqfnj1UpNzE0jspKNZ19gPtGeiOGFcI3FkyItiQLyUDVzaPKR44-k7-pehnE/s1600/shells.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p>A bowl of sea shells to represent Mary as the 'Star of the Sea'.<br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl8FbiAXxpwnNhoAcdd12Xu7eBr9BUER_UJU_CzC7TbBCD5JVqfB9pcj8iSiGKZie4sud41lGsArsCJloSqhULQvE0dW5lW3bU8XUTy1dx-Ub2Ww77SyQWJ1gQTXNTe0DsAptIZ5L3DeI/s1600/Mary.jpg"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5772882984467597858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl8FbiAXxpwnNhoAcdd12Xu7eBr9BUER_UJU_CzC7TbBCD5JVqfB9pcj8iSiGKZie4sud41lGsArsCJloSqhULQvE0dW5lW3bU8XUTy1dx-Ub2Ww77SyQWJ1gQTXNTe0DsAptIZ5L3DeI/s400/Mary.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl8FbiAXxpwnNhoAcdd12Xu7eBr9BUER_UJU_CzC7TbBCD5JVqfB9pcj8iSiGKZie4sud41lGsArsCJloSqhULQvE0dW5lW3bU8XUTy1dx-Ub2Ww77SyQWJ1gQTXNTe0DsAptIZ5L3DeI/s1600/Mary.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><br /><br /><br /><center><img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy291/minimadwoman/blogsignature.png" /></center>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-68392234861096286882012-07-12T08:34:00.006-07:002012-07-12T16:40:50.007-07:00The Divine MotherWhere would we be without our mothers? Well, for certain we wouldn't be living in these Earthly bodies. The older I get, the more I appreciate my Mother here on Earth. The sacrifices she's made, the unconditional love (yeah, I raised hell in my teens), the values and morals she instilled in us and a belief in God, always respecting our point of view and however we view the Creator to be.<br /><br />I'm a seeker. Always searching out the answers to questions most of us are privy to. Where did we come from? Where are we going? What is our purpose? And just when I think I've found the answers, more questions are raised. New ideas are layed before me making me rethink what I think I already know. Will I ever know the <em>Truth</em>? I suspect that when I transition, all will be revealed and I will be able to rest in Eternity in perfect love and perfect trust. Until then, I'm left to ponder these Universal questions.<br /><br />I began my spiritual life as a Christian in the Luthern faith. Not strict church goers we were left to make our decision each Sunday whether or not to go to Sunday School. Sometimes my sister and I would board the Church bus and take ourselves, other times our mother would accompany us. My father was and is an atheist. Although, between you and me, I sometimes think he's actually agnostic. I searched for God in the churches of Luthern, Baptist, Evangelical, Pentecostal, Seventh Day Adventist and at one point or another I read about John Smith (Mormonism) and even Jehovah and Scientology. And while I've always been deeply spiritual, I found these churches did not fill my <em>soul</em>.<br /><br />A few years ago, after feeling a deep, gut-wrenching emptiness, I discovered Paganism and Wicca. And, more importantly, I found the Goddess, the Divine Feminine . . . I found balance. Or rather, I should say, She found me working in the garden. I embraced the Divine feminine and came to know her as <em>Green Tara</em> and then, as She would have it, <em>Mother Mary</em>. I've developed a strong and undeniable bond with Mary (interestingly enough my Earth mother's name is Mary). She is the one I look to for spiritual support and growth, intercessor and guide in my Earthly life, and companionship in prayer. In short, she's my Go-To-Girl.<br /><br />Lately I've been reading and learning about the Catholic faith. Don't laugh . . . or cry . . . it's all a process and I'm feeling guided in this direction. Yes, the Church definitely has its' faults, but there's beauty too. Will I become a member or a cherished parishioner? Highly unlikely. You see I also strongly believe in and practice Reiki, something the Church has officially banned. Ah, for closed minds . . .<br /><br />But then there's also something called 'Science of the Mind' by Earnest Holmes (please don't confuse this with Tom Cruise's Scientology - and what's up with him and Katie, eh?). Religious Science is something that Louise Hay (you know her book 'You Can Heal Your Life') subscribes to . . . positive intentions and affirmations are her trademark. I find this fascinating.<br /><br />And so you see, spirituality can't be labeled. No one authority holds the whole and complete Truth no matter what they say. I think we owe it to ourselves to explore, to question and to hold true to our own truths . . . I respect you and you respect me should be the law of the land. But then again, who am I? I AM . . . that's all. I'm a spiritual being having a human experience . . . and doesn't that say it all? I believe that my purpose is to learn, to grow, to experience, to question, to love, to explore where no man has (oops sorry, I digress) . . . to just BE as in <em>BE still and know that I AM God</em>.<br /><br />And so what does all this have to do with the Divine Mother? It's because she's a part of everything and anything that I do. She's there to guide me, to comfort me, to make sure that I stay on the path. She's loving and compassionate and understanding. She doesn't judge, she doesn't chastize. She allows me to be me in all my fullness. She knows my heart. She's my intercessor and my greatest advocate. She never lets me down. And so I go forward in the knowledge that I do not go alone . . . that whatever I do, I have her blessing, because she <em>KNOWS</em> in the end that I will make the right and true choices for me. And so it is for you . . .<br /><br />Like I said in my moniker . . . up, down and everywhere inbetween.<br /><br /><center><img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy291/minimadwoman/blogsignature.png" /></center>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-24638414968466937142012-07-05T10:15:00.002-07:002012-08-07T15:14:32.958-07:00Love, Truth, Light and Peace<center><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >I bow to you. You bow to me.<br />The Divine light in me salutes the Divine light in you.<br />I salute the God within you and<br />I honor the place in you in which the entire Universe dwells.<br />I honor the place in you which is of Love, of Truth, of Light and of Peace.<br />When you are in that place in you and I am in that place in me, we are what we are.</span></em></center><center><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >We are One.</span></em></center><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0EFmb5oM7mxucUxZSW2M2y0J6iHtjCrIEhA8n9i_ItroC5yqdxadobrVXtQPWHlerDQlRAI_0aC2PYFM-iE4q0ygH9aOLsRRWkQjkK2lokJ75WtVug7pypnI27cozB-5-EczTntVLwQMh/s1600/god+within.jpg"><img style="width: 292px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5761728971888513026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0EFmb5oM7mxucUxZSW2M2y0J6iHtjCrIEhA8n9i_ItroC5yqdxadobrVXtQPWHlerDQlRAI_0aC2PYFM-iE4q0ygH9aOLsRRWkQjkK2lokJ75WtVug7pypnI27cozB-5-EczTntVLwQMh/s400/god+within.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0EFmb5oM7mxucUxZSW2M2y0J6iHtjCrIEhA8n9i_ItroC5yqdxadobrVXtQPWHlerDQlRAI_0aC2PYFM-iE4q0ygH9aOLsRRWkQjkK2lokJ75WtVug7pypnI27cozB-5-EczTntVLwQMh/s1600/god+within.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><br /><br /><center><img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy291/minimadwoman/blogsignature.png" /></center>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-73878362732409560542012-07-05T10:13:00.001-07:002012-07-05T10:14:40.200-07:00Theoretically speaking . . .I think on many things and they seemingly cycle through my thoughts until I've reached what seems for me a probable answer to a question. One of the thoughts that visits me from time to time is the question of the 'virginal conception and birth' of Jesus. How could Mary possibly become pregnant in such a way? I mean, come on . . . really? I suddenly realized an answer to my question that seems to satisfy my quandry. I know it's a little 'out there' . . . well, okay maybe a lot out there . . . but then, maybe not.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz3aQvkSUC5PtDM_mBW3_5rBm4DhXQf4nryHvvphN58Vq6f6WuTIPrdLsaT8xCk6KJG78PuxM9L-Sgou0pfHLQPLHM3z2RinfvaWO5iehfOb4wL1fZ_5DcHqCk6X88_pkb8DSeRXqKK7os/s1600/immaculate+conception.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz3aQvkSUC5PtDM_mBW3_5rBm4DhXQf4nryHvvphN58Vq6f6WuTIPrdLsaT8xCk6KJG78PuxM9L-Sgou0pfHLQPLHM3z2RinfvaWO5iehfOb4wL1fZ_5DcHqCk6X88_pkb8DSeRXqKK7os/s400/immaculate+conception.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5755027069386317250" /></a>As I understand it, the Universe is made up of <strong>energy</strong>. There is no beginning and no ending to this energy. It goes by many names, <em>God, Spirit, The One, the Creator</em>. I believe this energy was, and is, male and female, what you would call androgynous. In a moment of lonliness, I believe this energy divided itself and became the God and Goddess while still remaining part of 'The One'.<br /><br />We're all familiar with the Holy Trinity of Father, Son and Holy Spirit. To some, the Holy Spirit represents the female (Goddess) aspect of the trinity. So with this in mind, I believe that the God and Goddess expressed their love, whereby the Goddess became pregnant (energetically speaking). As an expression of their love for humanity, the Goddess (Holy Spirit) enetered Mary energetically and thus Mary conceived. Therefore, Mary conceived of the Holy Spirit.<br /><br />I believe that Jesus was, and is, a manifestation in human form of the God and Goddess and the expressed <strong>energy</strong> of their love as a gift to humanity. It is also interesting that Mary herself was conceived by her mother, Saint Ann, by 'Immaculate Conception' thereby remaining sinless all her life. Yet another example of the Goddess energy manifesting in human form.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy291/minimadwoman/blogsignature.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></center>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580059959670153647.post-31861362652192672612012-07-05T10:12:00.002-07:002012-07-05T10:13:04.085-07:00A new beginning . . .Hello, Merry Meet, and Welcome to my blog. I'm going to start off by telling you a story and how I came upon the name for this new blog of mine . . .<br /><br />Ever since I can remember I have had a '<em>thing</em>' about my neck. I don't like my neck being touched (which makes it very difficult for the chiropracter to do adjustments on me), and I don't like anything around my neck such as chokers, turtlenecks or scarves. Believe me, I've tried. Have you seen those beautiful scarves they make now-a-days?<br /><br />Anyway, the other day I had an appointment with a lovely lady by the name of Sonya Thies who does Spiritual Response Therapy. SRT is a powerful healing method that works on a soul level to release negative programming. Programming can be positive or negative, but with SRT only negative programming is released. Releasing subconscious programs allows the soul to move into its fullest expression of joy and prosperity.<br /><br />One of the '<em>issues</em>' I brought to Sonya's attention was the issue surrounding my neck. So, during the session, we looked at what could be causing me this discomfort. Let me digress for a bit . . . I've joked around for some time now that I must have been hung in a previous life for being a witch or a thief or something. Well, what came up during the session validated what I had felt intuitively. Apparently, in a past life I had been a Student Priestess and I was a gifted healer. Unfortunately, I had a friend (a fellow Student Priestess) who did not appreciate my gift, was jealous and started spreading lies and rumors about me. And so, because of my gifts, <em>'I was hung'</em>. Feelings (and the energy of those feelings) of betrayal and injustice, among others, followed me throughout my lives and into this one. Fortunately, during the session these energies were cleared.<br /><br />Knowing this information has been illuminating. I understand how all the negative energies I have accumulated over my lifetimes has culminated in the blocks I experience in this lifetime. There is still work to do and there probably always will be. But that's part of the 'life' process, isn't it . . .<br /><br />For some time I've been feeling a shift in my paradigm. My spirituality has and is growing exponentially. I feel like I can't contain all that is within me and at times I find it even hard to express what it is that's happening. I experienced a great shift in Sedona just a few short weeks ago. So much is happening and coming into my life that I can hardly grasp it all. Books, movies, people and experiences are coming into my life, bringing new information and inspiration. Sometimes I want to hide away from it all, it's all so much, but I've come too far to go back now. So I'll keep moving forward . . . one step at a time.<br /><br />So this new blog reflects the changes that are occuring within me. I hope you'll walk along with me as I follow where I'm led on this road called life . . . up, down and everywhere inbetween.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy291/minimadwoman/blogsignature.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></center>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003435899957999222noreply@blogger.com2