Thanksgiving

Wishing all a blessed Thanksgiving season.  May your harvest be prosperous and bountiful, and may you be surrounded with love and joy.  Always.  

Today

Today the sun is shining.  Today I am alive.  Just for today, I breathe in, breathe out, and do my best to stay present in the moment.  

Grief

Today I grieve.  Raw aching wound of a heart.  Overwhelming grief and despair.  How will I survive this hurt, this pain, this searing agony?  What is the purpose of suffering?  Where is the meaning in it?  Today I can only try to continue on, to survive one more hour, one more minute, one more day.  Who can we count on in the end?  Who does not have the capability for cruelty and betrayal within them?  I do not know anymore.  Perhaps I never did.  I am abandoned.  I am alone.  I have only myself.  Alone.  The warrior.  I mourn.

Prayer to Zeus and Hera

 

Today I feel a calling, a stirring from long ago…  The call of the ancient Greek gods.  It has been too long.  The sacred play of the gods is older than the written word, stronger than recorded history, greater than ancient myth or spoken tale.  There is more to the story than that which humans may know.   

Zeus is the mighty thunder god, ruler of the skies, and father of mankind.  Hera is the gracious earth mother and glorious queen of heaven.  Misunderstood and misrepresented are they both now, reduced to modern day caricatures of themselves.  There is a deeper truth.  The ways of the wise ones reveal themselves to the eyes of those who are willing to see, to honor the old ones and to follow the old ways.   

Today I honor mighty Zeus and regal Hera.  Hail to the divine couple, blessed are they!  Hail immortal parents.  The forces of nature awake under your footsteps, oceans crash and mountains shake at your lovemaking, the skies thunder and brighten in your presence.  Hail!  I honor thee.  I worship thee.  I praise thee.  Mighty ones, hear my prayers!  As I fall at thy feet, may my words rise in sound to please thy ears.  I ask for thy blessings and bow my head before thee.  Praises to Zeus and Hera, King and Queen of Heaven.  Blessed are they!

Quiet

Looking forward to a weekend of quiet.  Rest.  Be still.  Rejuvenate.  Relax.  Time to focus within, to nurture the inner child, to soothe my animal soul.  The weather has changed.  A chill is in the air, the promise of rain draws near.  Darkness falls ever so early now.  I long to wrap myself within layers of blankets, to snuggle with purring kitties while sipping hot tea and watching cheerful sitcoms on TV.  Thick fuzzy socks and gingerbread scented candles speak of comfort to me.  Peace and quiet within, peace and quiet without.  Quiet within my mind.  Quiet within my soul.  Breathe, release.  Inhale, exhale.  Ahh.

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Fall Back

Daylight saving time ended this weekend.  I've never liked DST, but I especially dislike the "fall back" time of the year.  The sun sets at 5 pm, and it is so hard to stay energetic and cheerful.  Instead I feel exhausted and just plain wiped out.

I ponder today the need for fallow periods of time overall- those periods when we are forced to pull within and recharge, whether by internal or external circumstance.  Much as I try, I can't keep going nonstop.  There are ongoing stretches of down time within the multiple cycles of life.  Although I wish to avoid them, they are necessary.  So today I'm trying to find the good in this time of the year.  To make peace with the waxing darkness and chill, or at least gain some semblance of acceptance.  I already yearn to "spring forward" again.  But my body and soul are tired.  Time to rest.  At least for now.

Roots

Roots.  Deep, solid, grounded, firm.  Roots.  My roots.  My family, my heritage.  They derive from my ancestors, and spread ahead to my descendants.  My roots come from the Anglo-Saxons.  My roots come from the ancient Nordic peoples, more commonly known as "the Vikings."  My roots are German and English and Scandinavian.  They are documented genealogically on charts and pedigrees.  They connect me constantly to my ancestors- their ways, their beliefs, their practices and religion.  The ancient ways, the old ways.  The ways of my people.  My roots. 

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Made It Through 31 Days

Wow, so I've made it through the 31 Days Challenge!  It was getting rough there towards the end, but it was a great experience.  It helped kickstart my new blog, and showed me that I do have the ability and drive to be a blogger.  Thanks to everyone who read and commented and supported me through this experience.  I plan to continue blogging and hopefully you will all follow along!