Saturday, July 18, 2015

You are not too much.....

I did not write this piece. An amazing woman named Jeanette LeBlanc did and I am forever indebted to her. My entire life I've been told I need to "tone it down"

Thank you Jeanette for reassuring me what I have known all along, to the very bottom of my soul, that I am exactly the way I am meant to be.

This is for anyone who has been told they are "too much".


This piece should be spread, like honey, over everything....




Listen to me. Right now.

You are not too much. You have never been too much. You will never be too much.

The very idea is preposterous. Because you were born to be you. All of you. 
Not a tiny acceptable sliver. Not a watered down version with colors dulled and edges softened.

No. You were meant to be every last pulsing-bleeding-loving-crying-feeling bit.

And if someone tells you that you are too much for them, the only truth you need to remember is this:

It is highly likely that they are not now, and never could have been, near enough for you.

Because you, my girl, are the sun and the moon and the stars. You are the force that pulls the tides. 

You are the unrestrained howl under a wide-open moon. You are the essence of what it is to dance into ecstasy. 

You are the heat and the sex and the sweat and the burn and soft and the grace and the grit and the ocean of tears.

You are all of everything.

You are the mother of us all and the daughter of the Universe.

You walk through shadows and light.

You burn down and rise up and hold captive the pulse of the world.

You make the gods tremble.

And that, my dear, is bound to make some people crazy uncomfortable. It will make them pull back and push away. 

Because the way you dance with your shadows and your steadfast commitment to your light will push them into spaces that are fascinating and compelling and utterly terrifying.

Your very being asks them to step into places they may not be near ready to visit, let alone stay.

Because like the depths of the ocean that calls you home, you will never be easy.

But darling, you were not brought here for easy. You are here for so much more.

Because you are a boundary-pusher.

You’re a truth-seeker.

You’re temptation and seduction and heat.

You’re a mirror and a sorcerer, and inside you swirls the power of the ancients.

So no, you are not easy.

But in the space of that truth, please also know this. 

Do not get this confused with the notion that you do not deserve the deepest ease.

Don’t, for a minute, let them convince you that you will not know the grace of a lover who does not require that you constantly translate yourself or diminish yourself or quiet your storm or tone down your extravagant Love.

Because that, my girl, is bull*

Because out there somewhere there is a Love who will never dream of calling you too much. Who speaks, like you, in poetry and candlewax and stardust. Who runs outside on stormy nights to howl at the Moon. Who collects bones and sings incantation and talks to the Ancestors.

And that Lover, when you find him or her, will see you and know you — just as you are and just as you should be.

And they will say Yes. Yes, you. I will go there with you. I have been waiting for this.

And so while you are waiting, I want you to do this. For me, and for every last too much girl out there.

You take all that too much and you channel it. You gather every last ember of your too much broken heart and you light that flame. And in doing so you will call forth the others and sing the song that brings us home.

And then you — in your infinite, perfect too-muchness — unleash it all on the world. And you go and love too much and you cry too much and you swear too much. Fall in love to fast and get sad too often and laugh too loudly and demand with clarity the exact terms of your own desired existence.

Don’t you dare consider doing anything but that.

Because we need you. Every one of us, man or woman, who has been called too much. You are our reminder, in the most desperate of moment, that we are exactly as we should be.

Every last too-much bit.

Author: Jeanette LeBlanc

Sunday, July 12, 2015

Stepping off into a new life....




At my last post I wrote about planting seeds for the Garden of Your Life at the New Moon. Anyone who has read any of my posts will know that one of my main goals, for quite a while now, was to end the relationship I was in, I finally accomplished that goal!

I love how our meeting with the lawyer happened right at the last New Moon (June 15th) the perfect time to start a new path, a new cycle) and that the papers were signed and he moved out of my house eighteen days later at the next Full Moon (July 2nd) the time for the culmination of events, of a manifest intention, the completion of a cycle).

What's even more magickal is that the first Full Moon that I will spend in my new life is a BLUE MOON!

The last Blue Moon we had was August 31, 2012, the day I moved into Blue Moon Cottage, (hence the name).

It was the beginning of a new life, but it still wasn't quite where and how I wanted my life to be. I still had to make some changes, and those have finally happened, right in time for the very next Blue Moon!

Talk about the Universe sending it's blessings upon a properly manifested intention!



So now it begins......

A new life, a new outlook, new steps to a new dance.....

A slower dance, a meandering stroll through gratitude and grace....

A gentle float upon the breeze.

A lace curtain billowing across a blue and white bed.

The quiet simplicity of a table under a willow tree with vintage linens, garden flowers and candles in a mason jar; where food, wine, art, music, deep conversations, laughter, smiles, peaceful, healing love energy are created and manifested here.

Meals prepared and cooked together in a cozy witch's kitchen.

Warmth from a wood stove filling the cottage in a loving embrace as the snow falls.

Books, candles, magical conversations, gardening, wine, laughter, sunshine, flowers, bonfires; wind swishing through pines; ducks calling from the lake; bees and honey, frogs and butterflies; leaves, pumpkins and black cats; moonlight, starlight, and of course, Magick.

Gentleness, forgiveness, love, respect, understanding, freedom, contentment, peace, friendship, healing, grace, gratitude, growing, learning, acceptance, organic flow, stress-free, judgement free, open heart, open mind, relaxed, free flowing existence.

This is the life I intend to manifest for myself at Blue Moon Cottage......join me.





Thursday, January 22, 2015

January New Moon.....Planting Seeds...

JANUARY NEW MOON...
PLANTING SEEDS...

 Dark of the Moon
New beginnings.
Dark of the Moon
Plant a seed tonight.
Dark of the Moon
What we envision
Will come to be
By the Full Moon’s light.

http://www.owlsdaughter.com/2015/01/blessings-of-the-new-moon-in-aquarius-3/ 


 Every month, at the New Moon, Beth at owlsdaughter.com posts this prayer and I love it.

If you happened to be blessed with a green thumb the cold bitter days of January and February are usually spent perusing seed catalogs to see which seeds you might buy and plant this year. You might even start planting seedling packets in your egg cartons.

The same ideology can apply to planting our *dream* seeds, for our Spiritual Garden.
 
What dream seeds do you wish to plant for the coming year? 

What dreams, projects, goals would you like to cultivate, tend to, feed and nurture to see come to fruition this year?

If you could have your very own Secret Garden, where you could plant any dream you ever imagined, where nothing would be off limits. No one would make fun of you, no one would laugh, there would be no judgement or disapproval. 

Instead everyone would just gasp in awe at the wonder and beauty of it.

What amazing, exotic, lush, wild, creative dreams would you grow in your secret garden this year?

 

Monday, September 1, 2014

Season of Transitions.....


September 1, 2014

I am becoming painfully aware that despite my promises to myself, I am not doing a good job at keeping up on regular entries to this blog....I haven't been making good on most of the promises I make with myself, especially the promises that promote self-care, self-love, self-growth, basically anything to do with myself and my inner happiness. Not good.

Today is September 1st. Besides being the two year anniversary of moving into Blue Moon Cottage, it is also pretty much the kickoff day for Autumn. Normally I cannot wait for Autumn to get here. I love everything about Autumn, the color of the leaves, the change in the air, the smells, the anticipation for Halloween and Samhain (technically the same thing, but I've chosen to view them as two different celebrations.

Halloween = Muggle/pop culture holiday focused on candy, costumes, brash, bright, fun decorations (or gory, if that's your cup of tea....I refuse to decorate that way. To me, there is nothing FUN about blood, guts, gore or mutilation.)
Samhain = A sacred, holy day to honor my ancestors, my fellow witches. As well as a time to commune with all Spirits and Otherworldlies. It is also a time for intense, internal soul searching as to the "next step".

However this year I am not quite ready for Summer to be over. I am secretly not that excited for the start of Fall, and I am absolutely dreading the thought of Winter, (most likely because last winter lasted seven months!)

I turned 52 this past May and I think I am starting to go through what some might call my "mid-life crisis." I am definitely feeling Time speed up, feeling as if I have done nothing with my life. I am most definitely at a Crossroads and feel as if I have some major life-altering decisions to make.

Autumn is a season of transition, the year's final burst of glory before the symbolic "death" of Winter. A time to get your affairs in order, your house ready for winter, your inner House as well as your physical home.

I am feeling this very strongly this year, most probably because as I write this my next door neighbors are going into the 14th day of a death watch for the father of the house. He has ALS, and 14 days ago made the decision to meet his eminent death on his own terms. I support his courageous decision. Ever since we found out our attention, as we go about our day, is continuously focused on next door. It has been emotional eggshells waking up every morning wondering if he transitioned during the night. I cannot even begin to imagine how stressful and exhausting this has been for his family.
Every time we hear anything happening at their house we immediately look to see what is going on. We feel like such stalkers, but we're truly not.....we're trying really hard to respect their privacy at this time as we grieve with them. We have only had the chance to make their acquaintance in the last 5 months, but they are dear, sweet people and I am grieving the loss of a neighbor that I didn't get the chance to know better.

I grieve with his beautiful wife who has to watch her partner slip away. I grieve for his girls and his family, we barely know them, but they all seem to be such great people. I'm glad that they are tight knit and close. This would be a horrible circumstance to go through without support. I pray for him to have a peaceful transition and for his family to have utter peace at his passing.

I'm sure all of this is a direct influence on my reluctance to let go of Summer, of my "mid-life" crisis concerns, but they are all valid. I am a point in my life that, although it's far from over (hopefully), I still need to bring some points of my life into proper order before I start the next chapter of my journey. It is the right thing to do, not just for myself, but for my family. My greatest fear about dying is leaving any kind of "mess" for my kids to have to clean up, on any level. So the best way to bring myself inner peace and peace of mind is to take care of what needs to be done so that whenever it is my time to go I can go in peace and know that the legacy I left for my children are good memories, strong life lessons, and a solid belief in all things magickal, not some mess to clean up born of procrastination and irresponsibility on my part.

The other half of my "mid-life crisis" is this awful feeling of the clock ticking and all I can think about are all the amazing things I haven't done yet. All the places I haven't seen yet, all the experiences I haven't had yet. I finally get what all these "old" people have been saying: DON'T WAIT! There truly is no time like the present, there is no such thing as the right time. The time is NOW! All of this is true and I wish there was some way we could get our kids to see and understand this now, instead of later, at midlife.

I am grateful for this "mid-life crisis". I am grateful for this tap on the shoulder of my life. I have been living under the same delusion as everyone else that there is plenty of time....there is NEVER going to be enough time to do all the things you want to do in your life! The secret is to start going out and doing all those things you want to do, the very moment you realize you want it as a part of your life. Waiting for the "right" time, the right circumstance, the right partner, the right season to live your life to the fullest is the saddest delusion at all. The time is ALWAYS right now!

This is the Season of Transition. The season to blaze your own colors, burn brighter and more vibrant each day right up until it's time for you to transition into your next season.

Friday, November 1, 2013

This Samhain Season.....



Blessed Samhain and Happy New Year! Samhain, a.k.a. Halloween, is the most sacred holiday for most witches.

It is also known as the Witches New Year.

I love this time of year because it is so sacred to me. It is the time of year when the Veil between worlds is thinnest, when it is possible to journey between worlds easily, for our Ancestors to reach out and communicate with us, pass on their knowledge, their wisdom.

I love all the seasons, love embracing the turning Wheel but I really love the time of Samhain, because I love this time of darkness, this time of slowing down, time to rest, breathe and just listen. The growing season is over, the crops are in, the fields have been cleared for their winter's rest before the cycle starts again next spring. This is the time where we withdraw from the outside world and snuggle in for the Dark Time of the year.

A lot of people do not like this time of year because they feel like the everything is bare, dirty, empty, wet and dreary, like the party is over and in a way it is. Witches/pagans follow and celebrate the seasons of the year based on the growing seasons versus the calendar year, that is one of the reasons why Samhain/Halloween is our New Year, the growing season is done, the fields are empty. For us the end of the year is now, not on December 31st.

I see this time of year as the perfect time to take in some quality downtime, time spent going thru your Inner House, your mental/spiritual/emotional house. Clean out the clutter, the chatter, sweep out the cobwebs of the Soul, excise old ghosts, old grudges, old emotions, old attachments that are no longer serving you. Time to sit back and start planning, visualizing, dreaming about what new and beautiful changes you want to bring into your life over the next year.
Witches also honor and seek the Wisdom of our Ancestors during the Season of Samhain. We honor those we have lost during our life time as well as honoring those who have died for their beliefs through out the ages.

We promise to never forget those who were persecuted because they chose to live their Truth, chose to be strong against the Tide of conformity, chose to follow the Universal Laws of Nature versus the laws of men.

We set up altars with loving representations and remembrances of all of these loved ones, we offer incense to sweeten their memory, set a place for them at Dumb Supper, ask their hand in a Tarot spread to show us the way, invite them to join us in Sacred Space to share their wisdom with us so that we may seek to better ourselves, start on the next path, write the next chapter, plant the newest row in our personal Soul Garden.

May the Wisdom of your Ancestors bless you this Samhain Season.
So Mote It Be.
Blessed Be.

Saturday, October 19, 2013

October Full Moon Blessings

5:30am...Full Moon shining on my face "get up, get up". The solitude I have been craving is mine for the taking. At this moment there is a fresh fire burning in the wood stove, candles lit on my altar/buffet, incense wafting through the house, a cup of coffee dark and sweet, the full moon setting amongst the trees. I am grateful. Last night as the Mother Goddess and I chatted with Sister Moon while She bathed the world with Her silvery glow I was gently reminded that yes, Life is (ever)changing, is always moving forward and my ever constant wish for a moment to be able to stop and collect my breath, my thoughts, my bearings is NEVER going to happen, at least not from without...only from within.....I have to make my own moments, my own "me" time...I have to stop waiting for the Universe to bring it to me on a silver platter....I have to pay more attention to the gifts illuminated for me within the silver glow of that Full Moon. So, with the wood fire warming my home, my coffee warming my being, the incense and sacred space warming my Soul I bid you Sweet Full Moon Blessings, may your day be full of peace, contentment and Love. With Knowledge, Truth, Wisdom, Grace....Blessed Be.

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Virtual Reality vs Living an Authentic Life

Choosing to Live an Authentic Life: My family and I are as guilty as the rest of the modern world of the shame of watching WAY too much TV, and being addicted to one or another “reality shows", however one of those shows became the catalyst for the direction I’m choosing to take with my life…(The irony of all of this is sincerely comical as well as poignant). In said show one of the participants blurted out a line that simply pole axed me! As he was being filmed working his land he expressed a sadness at our “virtual world” and then he turned his gaze towards the camera and said the words that would change my outlook towards my life: “We live in a virtual world and it’s sad. People are sitting at home giving up their own lives to virtually watch other people lives, that so sad! I’m proud to say that I am not one of those people; I’m out there LIVING my life!” (as close a quote as I can paraphrase from memory) His words really reached out and touched me! I think of ALL the things I want to do in this life, creatively and mundanely, I think of how often I complain that I simply don’t have enough time. Then I think of all the time I spend in front of that flat screen watching characters, real and imagined, following their “lives” and “dramas” while the clock keeps ticking away on my own life…I also realized this applies to social media as well, another time sucker...very fun and provocative, but again, something that needs to be moderated in my own life.... I started to wonder how much more could I get done, how much I could create, if I started living, really LIVING, my own life instead of watching or reading about someone else’s? I'll leave you with that thought.....looking forward to sharing with you what wonders I discover as I make the choice to dramatically drop the amount of time spent watching tv and reading social media and get out there and make my own life happen!