For the longest time, I have known-- have felt-- it time to recontinue with good, "structured" spiritual practice, exersize, and development. At the same time, I've sensed not the time nor space proper.
I'm going to start now.
The living space I am now-- as of the last two days (and for indefinite numbers of ones to come)-- sharing with another was already blessed, guarded, circled... you know... PROTECTED.
Yestereve I stood out -- in the dark, I think, but mighta been dusk-- in the yard. The yard I talked to at Samhain. The yard am now free to play, dig, plant and generally BE in...
I stood and gave thanks-- thanks to That Land Which Is Bigger, to the Mother. To Earth.
I was welcomed home. No, read it right, Folk:
I was [am] Wecomed Home.
Down through the Motherenergy to her Daughter the Land Energy i were brought. And the CIRCLE revealed to me, for me. I could feel it, envision it. I know it now.
Because roots were set. I felt them. Down, and firm, and secure.
Winters with no leaf; summers with no fruit.
But ROOTS are there. RIGHT THERE IN THAT CIRCLE.