There is nothing like the energy of the full moon. Mother Moon is what her name is, and she is the epitome of all coming to fruition. She is the beginning of the change... she goes from the nurturing mother to the Crone that is full of wisdom and knowledge. There is no better time for doing any kind of magickal task than during the full moon, and I took full advantage of her in all of her bright, shining, glory tonight.
I've felt blocked for so long. I've not felt the harmonious flow of the universe in my being for so long. A few weeks ago, I started doing some things... they felt like I was... tying up loose ends in some way. A few people, I had to make final contact with; I had to see them for who and what they are one last time before I could let them, or the idea of them go. Those events further solidified my resolve to never again question my instincts. How many times did I pine for what "was" or what "could have been" when I already knew how it would turn out? How many times did I question my decisions to walk away from things that brought me nothing but pain? Too many times. Never again.
Tonight, I honored the beauty of the moon, and my ritual included burning away all of the negative things I felt the need to dispose of. The ideas of people who turned out to be harmful to my soul. Old feelings, resentment, anger, hurt, fear, and, sure, love. A love without the potential to grow can be as smothering to one's soul as fear, hatred, and anger. I wrote all these things out on little slips of paper, I placed them in my cauldron, and I set fire to them. As the flames danced in the darkness of the night, I felt all of the feelings in me float away. There is now a nothingness in my soul where these feelings once made their home. I look forward to what will replace them, as I know that I will never again allow something that will prevent my spirit from advancing to where it needs to go.
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