Been reflecting on my crooked path of late and marvelling at how it's all come together piece by piece .
Do we choose this life we create for ourselves? Or is it just one big bag of "let's see what happens"? Is it divinely guided from start to finish or do we have a choice? Life's big question I know.
I sorta feel that we choose it,we might veer off the path,but ultimately whether it's a 5 mins hiatus or a 20 year one I reckon we come back to it eventually. The universe has funny ways of opening up the return to self.
I was reflecting on how many moons ago a very dear friend told me I was such a "witch" I laughed and denied it for quite a while. That dear friend took me to my first "Beltane" at Mount Franklin. I felt like I had come home finally .
We went on to form a a circle. We called it the "Triple Goddess circle". We held free healing/reading days at Cherry lake and got together for rituals. We laughed, we cried, we played ,we fucked up ,we learnt, we practised and ultimately created a bond between us that can never be broken.
I will be forever grateful to Ria, Mel and my other sisters. Ria was the Elder of the Group, who taught us so much, just by being herself.
I'm really reflecting on all the people I have met along this journey..all sisters from another mother,who have empowered me to truly own my magic.
From my very spiritual Mother who followed the teachings of Jesus and basically taught me not to be a judgemental prick. Love ya Mum ♥ To my 3 daughters who have such warrior maiden hearts and show no fear.
To all my special sisters that have in their own unique ways, enriched my time on mother earth. I thank and Honour you♥
The path we walk is definitely crooked and wouldn't have it any other way.
Mother Earth Prayer
Mother Earth hear your child, As I sit here on your lap of grass, I listen to the echoes of your voice
In my brother, the Wind, As he blows from all corners and directions. The soft and gentle raindrops are the Tears you cry for your children Teach me the Lessons you offer: To nurture my children, as you nurture yours, To learn the Lessons of the Four Kingdoms, that make up this World of Physical Things, and To Learn to Walk the Path chosen so long ago.
Mother Earth, hear your child, Be a bond between the Worlds of Earth and Spirit. Let the Winds echo the Knowledge of the Grandfathers. Who await, unseen, yet visible if I only turn my eyes to their World. Let me hear their Voices, in the Winds that Blow to the East.
From the East: I seek the Lessons of Childhood: To see with the trusting innocence of a small one, The Lessons of Spirit, Given in Love by our Creator.
From the South: to Learn the Ways of Questioning: The Fire and Independence of adolescence, The Truths, and how they help us Grow along this Path.
From the West: where the Grandfathers teach us Acceptance of Responsibility That come during the years of Marriage and Family. That my own children grow Strong, and True.
From the North: where the Elders, who by their long lives Have learned and stored Wisdom and Knowledge. And Learned to Walk in Balance and Harmony with our Mother, the Earth.
Mother Earth, hear your child. Hold my hand as I Walk my Path in this World. Guide me to the Lessons I seek, bring me closer to Our Creator, Until I return to the Western Direction, to once again Enter the World of Spirit, Where the Sacred Fire Awaits, and I rejoin the Council of the Elders, In the Presence of the One Who-Created-All.