I’ve been trying to get myself outside for the last few days now, seeing as its the middle of summer, and the weather, while hot as hell, is still beautiful (not to mention getting some much-needed exercise couldn’t hurt). I finally managed to drag my ass out for a walk around 4 in the afternoon. Reaching the back steps, I realized I forgot to bring my witch’s ladder with me, a tool I use for meditation. Too lazy to go back for it, I decided to press on…until I noticed it laying on the back step. Apparently it had fallen out of my pocket the day before, but nevertheless managed to show up when I needed it – synchronicity at work.
There’s a creek near my house, with a wooded area beside it that grows thicker the farther down you go. I took this down as far as I could, stepping over logs and trying to keep from slipping down into the creek, and for a while I had a sense of connnection with nature, and the old ones. On my way back, I sat down beside a tree and prayed nine-fold to the Lord and Lady, after which I briefly meditated before returning home.
My goal for the rest of the summer is to make this a weekly, if not daily, habit.
The Witches Dance 