WOW… so much has gone on since I last wrote. I have gone on
a cleaning binge in my home. It started with tearing down my bedroom altar and
throwing a royal hissy fit... at life in general. I still have not re-set that
altar, but I did re-set one of my living room altars. This altar is a multi
level altar, set in an entertainment center.
|Living Room Altar|
The other painting is a much deeper understanding of who I am as a magician/witch. This was given to me by a brilliant magickal practitioner who shared his magickal lineage with me. For several years I’ve kept this painting hidden, because I didn’t think I wanted to work with that energy anymore. But… as I was setting this part of the altar, I kept hearing a repetitive phrase running through the deepest part of my mind. “You can’t fight the lineage” …
So, I’ve decided to honor this part of who I am and bring
this energy back into my life. This energy can be unsettling and powerful, even
chaotic. To most people it would seem this energy is something that takes
control and spins you out into the vast reaches of the universe, never to be
found quite the same again. I think that is probably just what most of us
really need, a spin on the wheel of magick, just to let the loose stuff fly
away, and disorient you enough to decide who and what you need in your life. I’m
not saying this is an easy energy to work with, initially, but after several
years of letting the dust settle… I’m much clearer about who I am and what I am
here on this particular plane to do.
|She Dances as Raven |
The third and final level is a place where I keep the tools
I use for divination. I have two scrying bowls, one my son made for me and the
second one I made. I also keep the magick box my oldest daughter made for me as
well as other ceramic pieces my other children made for me. Often I incorporate
things my children have made for me or given me as part of my magick tools. This
keeps me focused on the purpose of my work…. my family… No matter the energy I’m
working with at any given time, I think of what effect this might have on my children
and their children.
Have a Wicked Good day!