Written during a waxing moon in the sign of Aquarius on a day ruled by Venus
Next Full Moon - November 6, 2014
Lady of the night bring us your hoarse whispers and ancient songs,
Like deer bones tapping and clicking, calling the dead, calling winter home
It's a brisk morning here. There is talk of snow around these parts in the next couple of days, but not likely by the shore. It is a classic Autumn. One of my family members lives in a place where there is minimal seasonal changes, and I can't imagine the sameness of that. By the middle of one season I am dreaming of the next.
Halloween was my favorite holiday as a child. Sadly this is because I could wear a costume and be disguised as someone else. Later I would realize the truth - I was someone else, someone quite unlike whatever others believed me to be. As my life went on I would prove this, by my bravery and my achievements - to the surprise of quite a few people. The moral here, and oh so appropriate for Halloween is this : Beware. You never know who is behind the mask. No mask for me on Halloween anymore, but a broom and a pointy hat. :)
Of course, it is also time to honor the dead, a very important and sacred part of my path. I will spend some time thinking of the ones that I knew in life and those I did not, those of my blood, those of my craft, those of the land upon which I live.
Hope you all have a wonderful evening.