Hello my pretties.
There are darknesses in life my child(ren) and there are lights, you are one of the lights. ~ Dracula
I am calling on the lights. I know you are there, I can feel you out there.
The world feels really dark right now and I believe we can change it.
I am walking into tomorrow an empty vessel on purpose.
I have my own quirks and rituals, we all do.
I am not here to tell you what to do exactly, but I am begging you in the name of whatever gods you pray to. Let’s do SOMETHING.
This house is spotless, the plants tended to. The mirrors are clean though I have yet to salt and smudge them.
I’m gearing up for tomorrow, doing some prep work for some spells of my own for me and mine.
It’s a special full moon.
Friday the 10th of February hails the coming of a comet, a full snow moon and a lunar eclipse in Leo.
As far as I can figure, this is a gateway through which all energies for 2017 will be funneled.
A new new years if you will.
I’m going to call it a power point.
“All for one and one for all. The Full Moon in proud Leo on February 10, 2017, is a Lunar Eclipse that tosses a heavy dose of overindulgent self-expression into the cosmic mix. Lunar Eclipses are culminations of emotional cycles that have run their course, and they require us to leave something in the past.” (www.tarot.com)
Calling all witches and wise women, wolves, warlocks and those who stand with the white.
Seems like the perfect time to leave behind the emotional turmoil that has been tangible, global and awful since January 19th.
All for one and one for all.
Kill one save a thousand.
Now I am not proposing we kill he-who-shall-not-be-named.
I believe whole-heartedly in karma and the rule of three.
But I also believe that a collective expulsion of energy all aimed in the same general direction could alter the course of history.
Once upon a time I was a sad girl about a boy. I called up my best earth-witch friend and sat in a park bent over a candle.
By the pricking of our thumbs, he messaged 2 days later.
If two of us can pull that off on a waning gibbous moon with nothing but my love, our hearts and a couple drops of blood over a static filled phone line. Imagine what we all could do if we set our intent, together.
I propose tomorrow, we all send out an echo of peace and love, and maybe a little mischief.