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A Bear in Winter

I’m drinking my morning wake-up coffee in a darkened house, sitting by the warm glow of the gas fireplace. Outside the wind is howling and it’s dark. Really, really dark. In the northern realm, we’re getting about nine hours of light from sun up to sun down. Most days, I am up before the sun is.FullSizeRender_1

I welcome the slower pace this time of year. There is plenty of time to catch up with indoor projects that were left languishing during the high months of summer. There’s time to spend in quiet contemplation, reconnecting  to my personal touch points— discovering where I am on my life path and where I want to go. Still, these dark days of deep winter can be troublesome for me.

The scarcity of light during the long, cold months nudges me into a state of near hibernation; I go deeper into my self-imposed cave each day. Since I also suffer FullSizeRenderwith a high degree of Seasonal Affective Disorder (aptly named SAD), this holing up indoors  has me longing to swaddle myself in soporific fleece and curl up into a state of cozy semi-consciousness to await spring’s return.

Oh to be a bear in winter, to close my eyes to the dismal dark and sleep through until the light returns.

Since I haven’t mastered the art of shape shifting (yet), and thus won’t be morphing into a bear any time soon,  I’ve decided instead to buy a full FullSizeRender_2spectrum light. I’m sure my failing eyesight will thank me as much as my moody self.

In the meantime, while I’m waiting for my GLAD lamp (Gobs of Light All Day)to arrive in the mail, I’m painting my blue period.


This is My Beginning

I've Got the Magic In MeI woke up feeling magic all around me today. It’s as if my body opened up to take in all of the mystical energy I know is buzzing around me every minute, but that I can’t always feel. Maybe a better imagery is that of my body dissolving and melding into the magic until there is no physical boundary—I am the magic. I love when this happens.

Usually when this sense strikes I am out and about in nature, walking through the woods, wading in a stream or looking up into a black sky studded with stars that dance round Luna in her many phases.

Waking to the magic of nature, indoors, with no preparation or intent was a surprise. Perhaps it was the particular angle of the sunlight peeking into my room, the gust of wind that brought a rain of swirling, autumn leaves past my window, and the utter stillness of the house.

I padded outside to the deck in my robe and slippers. All but the last of the leaves have fallen, laying a carpet of red and gold over the land; they are quickly turning brown. The southwest wind blew across my skin. Warm for November, it is pushing winter’s chilling bite further north than my borderland realm.

I wanted to stay outside. It was warm enough, tucked up into a corner of the deck with the direct rays of the sun beating against the siding, but the magic was calling me back to the house. I returned inside, started my morning coffee to brew, and went to the box where I keep my tarot cards while I waited.

It’s been a while since I’ve used my deck so I wasn’t expecting much. I decided to just shuffle the cards, recharging them with the energy of the movement. I didn’t plan to do a reading, I was sitting in my easy chair with only my lap for a surface.

I’ll turn just one card, I thought, or maybe a simple three-card spread.

The cards practically turned themselves and in seconds I had a full ten-card reading, squished together and overlapping. The guidance from the cards was almost immediately clear to me—again a sensation of the cards and myself being one and the same. I knew, without question the meaning of the magic I’d felt, why I awoke with a sense that something was different, something big was happening. I’d gone to sleep and the world, my world at least, changed overnight.

I had to think what the date was. I’ve been a bit busy and wondered if I’d missed Hecate’s night, but no, I have eight more moon rises—a time that will mark the transition from waning to waxing with the dark moon right in the center. It was beginning to make sense.

Hecate is the Goddess of the crossroads, giver of life and death, protectress of everything newly born, seer into the past, present and future. Hecate reminds us that change is constant. She helps us to release the past, and with her torch she lights the way into the dark unknown of new beginnings.

I have too long nursed resentment and wished for the fates to dispense justice, but my justice is in my own hands. It’s time to stop letting others reopen my wound, believing that they will feel the depth of the cut and have pity or take up my cause. It’s time for me to stop mourning the life that was taken from me and start living the life I’ve been given. It’s time to stop carrying the burden of regret, time to bury my victimhood.

I am where I am supposed to be in this life, how I got here is secondary to what I will do from this point forward. This is my beginning.

Finding Self Through The Creative Muse

cre-ate ~ 1. To cause to come into being. 2. Pursue a creative activity; be engaged in a creative activity.

“As we were manifested at the will of the Creator, we too are innately driven to recreate in our own image, whether by bringing children into the world, creating visual, written or musical art, or simply infusing our life and work with personal energy.” ~ The Goddess Muse

It is said that true happiness if found within and to go looking for it outside of yourself is an exercise in futility. But what does that mean?  Some people seem to chase after things in their pursuit of happiness – experiences, possessions, relationships – yet never find that contentment they seek. Others who describe themselves as happy with their lives, may or may not have similar experiences and situations; they may even have quite a bit less, but still experience life as happy individuals. How can that be?

Our very essence is to create. It is our reason for being. All of the millions of thoughts we have in a lifetime are a creation of our brain, unique to each individual. Our brain’s very function is to produce thought; to cause thought to come into being. Everything we do throughout our entire lifetime is the result of first being a thought. Even if it is the most knee-jerk, spur of the moment, crisis situation reaction – it is still comes into being first as a thought, and then becomes an action. 

I believe that happiness, contentment, and fulfillment (call it what you like) comes from using your energy to create the life you truly desire – whatever that may be. Our ability to create holds the power to bring us that which me most desire.

I believe that harnessing intentional creativity is the key to happiness. Whether  you paint, sing, write build, garden, cook, teach, preach or listen . . . you are creating. The trick is to be aware that you create every moment of your life.

So while it may look like happiness manifests externally, by achieving the things we do or acquiring the things we have, happiness in fact only happens when that which me manifest externally resonates with our internal desires. We’re all creating our happiness externally – outside of ourselves. Those who don’t get it (literally) have either failed to discern what truly makes them happy, or they know and are denying innermost desires – mostly likely out of fear.

To paraphrase Shakespeare, “To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as night the day, thou canst not then be other than happy.”

To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.

William Shakespeare

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Yesterday, with the cold and blowing winds rattling against my window panes and temperatures plummeting well below zero, I cocooned myself in my kitchen and cooked up an arsenal of goodness to ward off winter chills; chicken soup, elderberry syrup, cranberry and rowan tonic. It all left me feeling very warm, satisfied with a job well done, and quite happy, despite the weather. All in all, a good day.

What makes you happy?  Knowing the answer is the first step in manifesting your life, your way . . . with Purpose, Passion and Pizzazz!

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