Blood on Fire
In a fire, not last night but the night before I burned my dark moon blood. The sawdust it was collected in and onto was in some places vivid rowan red, in some a dark clay brown and in some the colour of raw liver.
I have found using my MoonCup that pouring away what is collected stains my loo, and feels wrong. So I devised a saw dust bin in the bathroom. It is quite clean and has no smell, save for the sawdust I place onto of each deposit.
Both TK and Witchling were there, Witchling being more curious than TK, but I was more preoccupied with the fire.
That sacred vital force, that consumed the paper, sawdust and my blood. In the long twilight I watched as the sawdust became a single coal, a mountain of fire.
My dreams and visions have had much fire in them of late. Bombs and earthquakes, violence. Not the peaceful rest I would like. Something is coming, not for me. Something big.
Still I let it burn down and when almost done I scattered the hot ashes over my vegetable patch. Who knows it might even keep the cats away!
I gave of myself to the Fire and the Earth, those cleansing healing sacred forces.
I spent quite a bit of time teaching Craft, and talking about The Art of COnstant Cleansing with Witchling yesterday. She even wrote affirmations. Then into the next healing element, water. She is so smart and gets things so easily it makes my heart spin sometimes!
I have new blog. I will still keep writing here of course.
My life does some times feel like a faerytale after all! Not the ones you might expect but the old kind. Darker with surprising twists and strange characters, and unexpected heroes.
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Bright Blessings xxx
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