It's raining again. The Wind has been relentless, and the energies of late are wreaking havoc on my emotions and my dreams. The veil thins too quickly this year and all seem to be effected, even non-magickal/witchy folk. A woman I work with, self-proclaimed "superstitious" and Southern Reformed, has been bringing Blessed Oil to work every day now, anointing some of the residents of the group home. The crazy are being a little more crazy lately and paranormal activity is picking up everywhere. Everyone I've talked to is reporting unusually bizarre dreams.
Solar energies have been nothing but strange this year, and magickal workings have been unpredictable the past few months for many I've talked to. Energy patterns are not following their usual courses. This entire year has been unusual, flexing, churning. I've heard a few theories as to why, but it's hard to prove anything, let alone gather enough supporting evidence, when you're dealing with occult matters.
Do feel free to share anything you've noticed, any insights you may have. I'm leery of what Samhain will bring. The Dark Moon worries me less as this seems to be primarily solar based. I know things will be more stable next year, better by 2013, felt that since end of 2009; these past two years are/have been changing ones.
It's time, now, to try to stay grounded, to hold onto one's center, to lock it down and hold on.
"Three Ladies came out of the East
With rhyme and herbs
And iron wrought fair.
Return again, O thou White Swan,
Bride of the Golden hair."
it seems to be the theme where I live. Imbolc of '03 was surprisingly right on schedule. Walked outside that morning to discover everything melting and drippy. But in the years following that, Imbolc came generally a week early. But, today, it is officially Imbolc in Southern Wisconsin!
And so it was the longest night came to pass. A glowing beacon of promise and hope, the Sun slowly emerged from the loving embrace of the Goddess and took its first radiant steps across the Sky. Even Winter, in recognition of the Sun's gradual return to power, bows in respect; the snows melt a little and puddles fail to freeze.
The Winter Solstice is literally just around the corner and oh, so auspiciously occurring within hours of not just a Full Moon, but a Total Lunar Eclipse, visible to most of the planet. So, while this all sounds terribly exciting and momentous, what does it actually mean to the magickally inclined?
I have personally always been captivated by the Winter season. It is during this time that we are truly reminded of our frailty, our mortality. The chilling cold grips us, tears into us, felt bone deep. All thoughts are ripped away and we can only stand there and shiver, not so much from the cold, but from the chilling reminder of what it means to be human. None of it matters, everything we've accomplished, everything we have, it can all be taken away in an instant. Priorities become clear as the ice that grips the land. The cold reminds of us our connections, that we are a part of this land, and that all we really have are the people around us.
I've had that song from the Adam's Family Values playing in my head for well over a week now. No chance of it leaving any time soon, it's just too dang catchy.
I'm never sure what to think of this holiday. A holiday of giving thanks that we celebrate in a racially derogative manner. My eldest came home from school yesterday with a bag full of all of the Thanksgiving crafts they had been making over the last few weeks. I'm not sure who I feel is being most misrepresented, the pilgrims or the "indians." At least they were both insulted equally.
The children sleep, exhausted from another marathon Trick or Treat run. A one-eyed Jack o' Lantern flickers at me from the table and I find my thoughts everywhere. The children sang their song for tonight, not together, though. Atticus was shy and would only sing if I held his hand, by that time Titus had been long distracted by rolling around on the floor. So, I stood next to him, and he sang the first verse of the song we came up with for Samhain.
The winds have been unrelenting today. It was evident weeks ago that Stribog had turned back gentle Zypheros, but He seems keen on making His presence especially felt today.
Samhain is just days away and I can't help but be excited, but I'm also a little apprehensive as well. The focus on this Sabbat has always been more so on the transition, the change, but this year the emphasis can only be on endings. This year has been difficult for so many reasons. There have been massive changes brought to our lives, including the passing of several loved ones.
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