Wishes

Star light, star bright,
The first star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight.
  
"Now make a wish and blow out the candles." Everyone begins to applaud as I blow out all of the candles on my birthday cake. "Now remember.  You mustn't tell anyone what you wished for or it won't come true."  Oh my, as I recall that was a hard one for a little girl.  Blowing out the candles was easy; making the wish was easy. Heck, I always had a ton of them.  No, the hard part was keeping the wish to myself. You know how it was when we were little. It was just so hard to keep a secret. (Hey, for some of us, it is still hard.) I'd get to looking around the room, and my eyes would get that glint; immediately grandpa knew I was close to blurting it out to everyone, so he would put his finger to his mouth and shake his head... 'Shush. Isn't it time to cut the cake?" he would ask.  Grandpa always knew how to change my train of thought.  And then we would cut the cake, and amidst all the laughter and conversation, my presents would  be opened, and my wish would be forgotten.

Yesterday's group topic was "Goals", and somehow it got around to wishes...what each member wished for their future.  Most just wished that this time around it would go well, and they'd live a clean and sober life...that they would be able to live like the normal people.  I hate it when I hear that.  We're all normal. I wish they wouldn't say that. 
 
Everyone wishes for something at some point or another. When we see a falling star we wish upon it...hoping that we are the first to see it so that our wish will come true. We wish on the first star of the night; we pass a wishing well and toss a penny in;  and we blow dandelions in the wind. We wish upon lucky leprechauns, look for four leaf clovers and hope to stumble across a genie in a lamp. We wish, we wish, we wish... This is what dreams are made of. This is how "hope" is born.

I remember when I was a youngster, my wishes were so basic...a new doll, a trip to the amusement park...a penny for a candy bar at the corner store.  I wished that birthdays, Christmas, Halloween, would last forever.  I wished for snow and day off from school.  Then, as I passed from childhood and entered the world of a teenager, I wished for a boyfriend, to go to the prom, to be popular and treated like the other kids. I wished my mom was not so strict with me.  When I was 18, I wished I was 21...and when I was 41, I wished I was 18. I wished I had a second chance. 

A wish is a need or a yearning for something that you want; a wish means to have a hope, to desire.  We wish for happiness...for a new outfit...for a better day. We wish for the things we've lost and the things we once knew.  We wish for our youth but then we remember that we would lose all the wisdom we have gained throughout the years.  We wish good things for our loved ones who may be suffering and ailing, and when it seems as if our wishes aren't coming true, we ask the "man upstairs" to hear us and hope that He will grant us what we are seeking. 

We wish not only for ourselves and our loved ones, but we wish for others as well.  We wish that there will be peace in the world and that no one will have go to bed hungry. We wish for tolerance and love of one another and respect of each others' beliefs...that religion will not be the cause of so many wars...of so much pain and heartache....of so many deaths.  We wish for a better world for our children and for our children's children.  We wish we could save the earth.

  

A wish is a quiet little whisper that comes from within the heart; it is a need of the soul.  A wish is something that makes you truly happy...a want is something that makes you smile...even if just for a moment. A want is never something you need; it is simply something you can live without. A wish can be something as simple and beautiful as love. Cherish what you wish for because it is more valuable than what you want.

Wishes are a momentary escape from reality and they help to restore our hope in life, love and the whole mixed up, crazy world around us.  If you feel like a fool for making a wish, don't. You're just acting on your need to hope. Where there is hope, there is the desire to change things and where there is desire to change things there is success.

May the sun shine, all day long,
everything go right, and nothing wrong.
May those you love bring love back to you,
and may all the wishes you wish come true!
--Irish Blessing--

Water is Life

A lake is the landscape's most beautiful and expressive feature.  It is earth's eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature. --Henry David Thoreau

 
Water is life. Water, wherever it flows quietly, is peace and growth. Yet water is also a sign of bottomless darkness, and of death. Here are some myths that try to personify, explain, or even tame the overwhelming power of water. When you think of "Water" what comes to your mind? A tranquil lake...gentle rain...snow...rivers....or the raging sea? Whether magical element or just a simple cup of tea, water plays a very special part in our lives.  Water points towards the West; its colors are soothing -- blue, green, turquoise, and aqua. Its music is from stringed instruments.  Water energy appears as emotion and intuition, tears (happy and sad), and our bodies, as they are mostly water. Water is the element of compassion, and comfort.
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The cure for anything is salt water - sweat, tears, or the sea.  ~Isak Dinesen

Water can be used in a variety of healing rites. Most people are well aware of healing energies found in teas, brews and baths. Next time you use one of these devices, try specifically to address the water aspect within your magic. Many people only focus on the herbs used in their potions, but we mustn't forget about the water spirits within our cup of tea. Magic is often the chemistry of mixing things...thus mixing the energies they possess. Together, water and herbs make something very special, more so than either could do alone. 

Some people practice scrying as a means to foretell the future or to answer questions.  This is the act of gazing meditatively into a shiny, nebulous surface, like a crystal ball.  Fill your cauldron with water and see what shimmers on its surface--whether by moonlight, candelight or just bathroom nightlight. Try any household vessel, perhaps one that fits your specific need. For example, if you seek financial guidance, try using the jar you store your loose change in. A new beginning? How about your morning coffee cup. Love? Perhaps a vase you might use for a dozen red roses. 

For divination, you may want to try saving water to re-use over and over again each time you scry. Perhaps this water, just like you, will become more adept at scrying with practice! You might experiment with the specific type of water you want to use. When might water from the ocean work best? The rain or morning dew? Try collecting waters from the special places in your life, the stream where you picnic, the lake where you camp. Use your creativity here. Is there enough room in your freezer for a chunk of the first snowfall? 

Another form of water divination might be to merely spill it on a flat surface. Which way did it run? Towards a specific direction? What does this direction mean to you? Try dropping something magical into a pool of water and count the ripples it makes. Four? Five? Do you find meaning in this number? Water is a very flexible thing. What new ways can you create to divine with water? 

Perhaps the most common water magic is washing away something unwanted; we wash things to cleanse. Often the physical act of washing can have a magical component as well. When you shower, do you sometimes wash away more than just the grime of the day, making your stress-relieving shower a magical act? Have you ever rinsed out a glass or piece of clothing for a special occasion, and visualized the desired outcome of that occasion?

Astrologically speaking:

The element Water is associated with the signs of Cancer, Scorpio and Pisces; it influences the conscience and the subconscious forces that act on our lives. The element water pours forth to others.It allows one to feel their pain and suffering and offer sincere compassion.

Psychic awareness is also present in the water signs and shows itself from time to time with uncanny accuracy. Water seeks to heal and nurture those around it. Uncontrolled, this element can send emotions on a turbulent path resulting in moodiness and unpredictable highs and lows, like the crest and trough of the waves.

Water signs need serenity and calmness, like a gentle flowing river nurturing all in its wake and at the sametime leading to the discovery of new paths. Over expressed, there is tendency to be overly emotional, deeply sensitive and subjective. With too much emotion, depression may result. Weakness can result from being too protective andpossessive of loved ones; cold attitude and lack of drive may arise.

Sacred Acts

The way is not in the sky.
The way is in the heart.--Buddha

We speak of building a sacred trust.  The term "sacred cow" has come to mean any stubborn loyalty to a long-standing institution which impedes natural progress. We form a sacred agreement.  In a sacred kingship, the ruler is believed to be the manifestation, agent or the mediator of the Divine or supernatural realm. Sacred places are determined by the appearance of a Holy figure, by its special features as a natural setting or place of official, historical or spiritual significance. Groves of trees, special stones, bodies of water or places built and then consecrated by ritual are common sacred places. 

Just about everything from shirts to cows to books have been declared or consecrated as sacred throughout the history of mankind, by virtually every culture, and under the tenets of a host of religions. In fact, the word "sacred" has been used to describe everything from the last hundred dollars in our savings account to any prized possession that no one else is supposed to touch. Any activity can become a sacred act. 

In fact, even what many of us consider to be the most mundane of activities can become a powerful conduit of love and healing. It is simply a matter of how we focus our attention and set our intent.  For example, we can choose take our shower mindlessly or mindfully use it as an opportunity to release anything that no longer serves us, relax in a profound manner and to heal emotionally, physically and spiritually. We can simply eat our food or we can mindfully cook and prepare a meal with the greatest of love and fill each bite with magic and miracles by allowing ourselves to see the stars, moon, rain and sun in each bite, being grateful for all the people that made the food possible and being immensely grateful for the sustenance it provides.

When one takes time to pray every day or spend quiet time in meditation, one gets to know the soul and learns how to grow step by step spiritually. You see its not only important to feed and care for your physical body, it's important to feed your spiritual body too! Just for today allow all the ordinary events in your life to become sacred celebrations of life.

The philosophy of mine earth can be summed up as this:  Sunshine creates happiness, and I create myself.  Nights are long and life is predominantly good.  Wind is refreshing.  Tea is wisdom.  Do the best you can, and be good to yourself so that you can above all be good to others.  ~Jessi Lane Adams

Saturday This and That

Last night as I was walking down the subway stairs, a woman in front stopped dead in her tracks, took out her cell phone, made a call, and just stood there, chatting away.  Meanwhile, the man behind her and myself were almost tripping over each other to avoid ramming into her...and I have no idea about the person behind me. Just picture the driver slamming on his breaks and causing a chain reaction.  When you think of it, had someone been coming down behind me at a fast pace, we all could have gone down. I just can't understand the logic of doing something like that. I mean, you are only a few feet from the bottom of the stairs.  You can't wait a few feet to make your call?  You have to make everyone else go around you?  And this is not the first time this has happened. It happens all the time. The use of cell phones has caused an entirely new epidemic of rudeness. 

Gosh, and then there are the bleep bleeps or whatever you call them. They are so darned annoying. I don't like putting my personal stuff out there for the entire world to hear, and I don't feel like hearing anyone else's either. Who cares what you did today or that so and so is mad at you.  That's your business, not mine.  Do me a favor and keep it to yourself. And let's not forget those who have to give a tally of where they are..."I'm at Smith Street now.  Okay, just passed 9th Street...and so on."  The conductor fills us in on this information.  I don't need you to tell me, too.  Ah, the dark side of technology.

I've had a rough month here with technology.  It all began when my old wall phone finally gave up. Hubby went out and bought one of those new wireless models.  Well, by the time I learned how to work it, my phone service started going in and out.  Then, a few days later, I was sitting and watching the season finale of Covert Affairs and 20 minutes before it ended, my television screen went blank...and stayed blank.  Well, when I got up the next day, it was on so I let it go.  The next night, I was watching the season finale of Dark Blue, and you guessed it.  Fifteen minutes before it ended the screen went blank.  This entailed a call to the cable service who advised me they couldn't send a man until Friday.  "Not good enough", I say. "I am paying good money for this service.  I want money taken off the bill."  "No problem."  they say, "just call us after the man leaves and we'll credit you."  "Yeah, right,"  I tell myself.  "that's if you can get through."

The next day I go to work, and my work computer goes down. Okay, so they supposedly fix it, but it's still acting up.  Then, Friday rolls around, and I've got the cable man at my house (my son taking care of that), and I'm on the phone dealing with the Help Desk to fix my office computer...both at the same time.  Work computer repaired....cable messed up.  They have to dig up the streets which will be Monday before it is repaired. 

 
Monday I am at work and my son calls with even worse news.  Now, not only is my cable down, but so is my home internet.  "What?"  I scream.  "No, it cannot be."  Much as it bothers me to be without cable, it's unbearable to have no internet.  At work, I found myself staring at a blank computer...wondering what all you guys were doing, wondering what I am missing.  Praise be, by the time I got home, all was well...cable on, internet on...no more problems...

That is, until I get home last night and want to heat up my food.  Now, my microwave has died.  "What next?"  I cry out.  "What is the Universe trying to tell me?"  Have I become far too reliant on technological devices?...that it is time to get my butt off the sofa and do something?  Go someplace?  Yes, I am reliant on these devices, but  I am far from alone. From the home appliances we use, to the cars we drive, and computers we use for our work...all the way down to the manufacturing of the food we eat, there is hardly a device that we own and use that does not have technology in it or has been made without using technology. Though in this sense, technology has not literally taken control over society, but rather we have come to place technology as a central role in our lives and we have become reliant on it.  Perhaps the Universe is trying to say that it is time that we return to Nature. 

Setting Goals By the Light of the Moon

The temperature here in the city has shot up to the 80's, and the humidity is so high.  It is supposed to be clear, cool, and crisp...not drab, hot and humid.  For goodness sake, this is Autumn!!!  But, unlike those scorching summer days that endlessly went on and on, I know that relief will soon be here.  At least, that is what I keep telling myself.  

Last night, I was a little restless and spent some time outdoors in quiet contemplation.  To tell you the truth, this full moon in Aries has me raring to go, and the moon at 0 degrees Aries is very much ready to begin something new.  Aries, a Cardinal sign, is all about instigating, activating, and launching something new.  As a fire sign, it has its emphasis on being animated, enthusiastic, and eager to act.  Hence, last night I took some time to reflect on the things I have accomplished, to take stock of what is going well and what is not, and what I hope to accomplish during the long winter months.

For one thing, I've been getting a little antsy lately.  I'm one of those people they call a Lifelong Learner.  Love school, love learning, love doing homework.  I love reading and learning new things from my books, but as much as I LOVE my reading, there is something different about taking a course, doing homework, and getting graded on it.  Somehow, and maybe this is just me, it means that I am REALLY learning something when I see that passing grade....and there is just so much out there to learn, but, needless to say, my credential will expire early 2012, and although that seems a long way off, I need to get 60 hours of training in before then...so THAT is number one on my to-do list.

Next, I really want to try my hand at scrying.  Actually, this is something I have been wanting to do for awhile and just never have gotten around to it.  In fact, I've had visions of scrying since I read the entire series of Marion Zimmer Bradley's Avalon series (not once, but twice...once reading forwards, then reading backwards).  I have no desire to know the future.  Whatever will be shall be, but I do want to see the past.  Connecting with my ancestors has become very important to me, and I am hoping to peer into that scrying mirror on a moonlit night and see my ancestors....just as Morgaine did in The Mists of Avalon.

I haven't done much work with my crystals, either, so that, too, is my my winter agenda...finding time to really knuckle down and give them the attention that they deserve.  Crystals, one of Earth's magical gifts, are amazingly beautiful stones just to look upon, and many can calm and soothe a person just by gazing into the multicolored facets of the stone.  Crystal healing in itself is not something that one takes lightly...so this is something I plan to take very seriously. 


And, along that line, I realized last night that I have not touched my Runes in ages.  In fact, it has actually been so long that as of right now I have forgotten where I put them, but lately they have been calling out to me.  I am aware, though, that my first step will be getting to know them again, and for this, I have to get myself a Rune journal.

The first section of all Rune journals is a detailed breakdown of your Rune set.  The simple way of doing this is taking a single Rune each day, starting with Fe and meditating on it.  There are actually several exercises you can do daily to aid in this--word association with Rune names, visualization, etc.  In a month's time, you should have a complete section with information on each of your Runes.


The second section of the Rune journal is about Rune spreads.  Record which Runes landed face up and which ones face down, what you think each one meant in context of the reading, and what your general impressions were.  Even if a reading makes no sense to you when you do it, it might become cleared to you later on...encouraging you to pay closer attention to your instincts, even when  you are wrong.

The third and final section should be a record of any readings that you may have done.  Each reading should be broken down into the reason for the reading; for example, general reading, specific question, etc.  Next should come the type of Rune spread used and notes on the Runes drawn and finally, the outcome that happens.  Actually, my first time around, I skipped the first two steps, but that was wrong on my part.  This time, I plan to do it right.


So far, that is my goals for the upcoming winter months.  Will I accomplish them?  Only time will tell.  Time moves on and as it does, change occurs, so I have to be ready for it.  Perhaps by the time of the solstice, I will have a completely new set of goals.  


So, what are your goals for the season?

Mabon Blessings

When fall comes, the festival of Mabon or the Autumnal Equinox also arrives; it is the second harvest festival of the year, a special time of the year for many cultures around the world and  a major part of the Wheel of the Year in all of them. This is the time that day and night are divided  equally, a time for us to take a moment to pay our respects to the impending dark and a time to give thanks to the waning sunlight as we store our harvest of this year's crops.
 

The goldenrod is yellow

The corn is turning brown

The trees in apple orchards

With fruit are bending down."

--Children's Song--

 

The Druids call this celebration Mea'n Fo'mhair and honor The Green Man, or the God of the Forest, by offering libations to trees. Other offerings at this time include ciders, wines, herbs and fertilizer. The Lady is now mourning for the loss of her Lord who must lay down his life, as the grain is cut, to insure the fertility of the Spring. In ancient times a straw man was burned to honour the fallen Horned God of the harvest. In other traditions the Oak King, resplendent ruler of the light and Summer, is defeated in battle by his brother the Holly King who rules in the dark and cold of Winter.

Mabon is a time  for giving thanks and for sharing what we have with others. Perhaps this may be some extra food or simply volunteering your time to someone in need. Considered a time of the mysteries, it is the perfect time to honor the ancient deities that have frequented the world since the dawn of time and continue to do so as the eternal seasons wax and wane in synchronicity with the Moon. and to those who have passed over to the Otherworldly realms. 

Today represents the passage from the light half of the year to the dark. The equinoxes are times of balance...between light and dark, between birth and death, and between the sowing of seed and the harvest. From this time on the darkness increases each day. The warmth of the Sun decreases as he drops lower in the sky.  This time of balance can affect people in different ways.  For some, it may be the season to honor the darker aspects of the goddess, while for others, it is a time of thankfulness, a time of gratitude for the abundance we have received at the time of harvest. For many of us, this is a time of high energy, and from reading your blogs, I see that many of you have already been feeling this energy for awhile now. Hence, we need to stop and take some time to enjoy the fruits of our own personal harvests. These can be  working in our gardens, at our jobs, raising our families, or just coping with our everyday lives.

"Harvest home, harvest home!
We've plowed, we've sowed
We've reaped, we've mowed
And brought safe home
Every load."

 

Spend some time contemplating all of the positive aspects of your existence, both spiritual and material. Allow a feeling of gratitude to overtake you as you examine all of the good around you, light a candle and stare into the flickering flame and thank the gods for your continuing good fortune.

May your Mabon be memorable and your hearts and spirits filled to overflowing.

Musings of Autumn

"I trust in Nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility.  Spring shall plant and Autumn garner to the ends of time."--Robert Browning
 

You can feel the change in the air- the weather is crisp and cool, even when the sun is out. 

The autumn equinox, when day and night are of equal length, will soon be here once again. This  means letting go of the summer, of the warmest sunshine, the longer days. The natural world seems to take on a certain "glow" during the fall season, and even during early September when the temperature can be just as hot as in August, the sun seems so much less harsh and the shadows cast are longer. The changing of the green leaves to vibrant hues of red, orange, and yellow is a blessed event. Why, the very air we breathe even smells so much cleaner! And after the uncomfortable heat of summer, we find ourselves reaching for cozy sweaters and warm mugs of tea. 

  

The Equinox offers us a moment of pause, a time to reflect on what we did and what lies ahead as we  take a moment to wonder what the 'harvest' of our lives has been, what our soul has harvested along the way. The Equinox creates a space of releasing, of allowing the deaths of our limiting beliefs and patterns to occur. Like the burnt oranges, deep reds and golden yellows of the once thriving leaves, the instances of our lives are continually transcending and recreating themselves in a brilliant display of color, reflecting the light within and the light without, always moving, always changing, always in process.

Autumn is a season of reflection, darkness is growing and daylight wanes - this is the doorway to Winter. It is a time of survival, for dealing with issues and for making mistakes. Very soon the leaves will begin to change, and as you watch Mother Nature paint pictures before your eyes this season, go within and be mindful of the ways in which you can consciously accept and flow with the changes in your own life. Fall's rainbow of colors demonstrates a promise that while the dark of winter is coming, it will soon give way to spring. Few things bring more joy than savoring each month as it comes. Enjoying what we are given as long as it lasts, and anticipating the next branch of the journey.

The trees are in their autumn beauty,

The woodland paths are dry,

Under the October twilight the water

Mirrors a still sky;

Upon the brimming water among the stones

Are nine-and-fifty Swans.

The nineteenth autumn has come upon me

Since I first made my count;

I saw, before I had well finished,

All suddenly mount

And scatter wheeling in great broken rings

Upon their clamorous wings.

I have looked upon those brilliant creatures,

And now my heart is sore.

All's changed since I, hearing at twilight,

The first time on this shore,

The bell-beat of their wings above my head,

Trod with a lighter tread.

Unwearied still, lover by lover,

They paddle in the cold

Companionable streams or climb the air;

Their hearts have not grown old;

Passion or conquest, wander where they will,

Attend upon them still.

But now they drift on the still water,

Mysterious, beautiful;

Among what rushes will they build,

By what lake's edge or pool

Delight men's eyes when I awake some day

To find they have flown away?

--William Butler Yeats--