Early morning, dew on the land, storm clouds rolling in. I approach the forest slowly, barefoot, hair streaming in the tempered breeze. Glancing down at my hands, an apple therein, I wonder if it's enough, if this simple offering is suitable to convey the tangled thoughts and emotions within me.
Things have been complicated, again, lately. These past few years have been filled with so many changes, deep losses and powerful gains. I'm closer to whom my Gods need me to be, but there is still so much learning to do, so many lessons and experiences needing assimilation. I am certain that, were it not for my Gods both kicking me forward and allowing me to feel my weaknesses so strongly that I couldn't make the decisions I viewed as "strong," that my life,
rather than being complicated, would be nothing short of a disaster.
I have so much to be grateful for.
Suddenly there was a flash of movement a short ways from me. Looking up, I see a hummingbird moth -the first one I've ever encountered. I stood, awestruck, watching it dart about not more than two feet away, for a few minutes. All doubt washed away, I continued to walk and then stood at the edge of the forest, marking the boundary between two worlds: civilization and wild. Filled with joy at such an unexpected response, I rolled the apple into the underbrush.
My Gods approved.
Throwing the Bones
Whether youre struggling with something spiritually or in everyday life, bone divination can highlight areas where focus is needed and identify alternative ways forward.