signed, but I can’t quite read it…
Tonight, I will travel to the cemetery with offerings for the spirits. Advised by Odin to “stay on the side of the living” I will dress in black, and pass my gifts of coins, honey, water, fruit, butter, and wine across the gate. In addition are the feathers of peacock and blue jay-two birds very important to me, and the ashes of aspects of my former self.
I’m feeling weepy~as one usually does when facing a memorial~and unprepared. As a Cancerian cycling with the moon~ a bit of existential angst is to be expected.
It will be an uneasy couple of weeks while I whittle down my practice to more self-reflection, meditation, receptivity, dreaming, dance, and self-discovery. Luckily tomorrow there will be gifts from friends in my mailbox.
Once the New Moon arrives, I will plant metaphorical and physical seeds to create, strengthen, and awaken more desirable aspects of myself~ since nature abhors a vacuum.
Hope your evening is magical.