If you visit me here once in awhile you might notice that this site has changed. I am in the process of rebuilding, or at least redecorating, my cyber parlor.
Why? Because it was time. I will be building this bit by bit so there isn't much here now but be patient... ;)
It is the beginning and the end of the year for me and I am feeling pretty run down and also a little off kilter. I can't say I am having a crisis of faith. It isn't that profound. I have been, however, having a mild identity illness I guess you could say.
I have been feeling rather uninspired and overwhelmed by things I should not be overwhelmed by. I haven't felt much like blogging. I haven't felt at all like podcasting. So, I haven't really done either of those things. I have an entire three years worth of blogs I will try to get somehow transfered to my new "house" but I can't even promise that will be anytime soon. Sometimes life catches you. Sometimes it makes you let go.
I have accomplished many things this year. Most of them matter in the long run, some of them might and others probably don't. Time to sort them out I guess.
Today is Samhain. We are in the aftermath of a helluva storm on the east coast and although my particular area was not hit very hard, both north and south of us was. Sam's mom is staying with us, as she lost power on Monday with an expectation of it not being back on until next week. My Samhain became low-key very quickly, which is fine with me. More and more I realize that my spiritual life is so wrapped up within my mundane life. I have simple ways and practices that fly completely under the radar of the world.
Tonight my ritual was to light my jacko, pour wine and peel poms while listening to a ritual playlist, humming along in the kitchen while Sam and his mom looked at pictures in the other room. I blessed my animals, took the dog with me and made my way outside - spread pom seeds for the faeries and our gnome. Took the faery garden summer wind chime down, carried it with me to the woods and threw offerings for the deer, gave the fish bread. Came back inside, took pom seeds and wine to my pet alter, blessed them and looked upon all the animals that I have loved. Drank to them.
All this without pomp and circumstance. All very very personal.
Bells and whistles are wonderful. They just are not, nine times out of ten, me.
So, however you are celebrating. Blessed Samhain to you and happy Halloween to all. :)