She stood before immense the creature. Her heart was racing, hands trembling. There was pain in her throat. The result of dryness from the rapid, shallow breaths she fruitlessly tried to control. It was also from the fear that choked her. Unable to move as she stood within the stone chamber, she was locked eye to eye with the beast. He towered over her. Eyes seething with hostility and disgust. One thundering step by one thundering step, he slowly made his way closer to her. As he loomed over her snarling, his giant hands clenched into fists, his acrid breath took away what little breath she had.
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The Fire Within
Deep within the hollows of the earth, there is a soft glow. It is the gentle and comforting flames of candlelight. There, in the stillness and silence, the Goddess Brigid sleeps. She is awaiting her moment to return to the surface, bursting with life and the energies of creation. Yet, in this moment of cold and snow and biting winds, she sleeps. She waits. The earth is not quite ready for her to return
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Standing before the mouth of a cave, I can feel my body awaken. There is an intermingling of known and unknown that stirs the primal force within me. It calls out, asking me to step forward onto a path that has not been traveled by many. To decide to take the slow and steady decent is a decision that only I can make. Once the decision is made, I must trust each footstep upon the path that leads me to our collective primordial birthplace
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During this path working that began at Samhain, I welcomed silence into my life. At times it was difficult, but I am glad I gave myself the chance. I found that by offering myself the space that I needed to peel back my different layers, I was able to meet myself in a place with a gentle compassion rather than the harsh judgements
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In the damp, dark depths of our innermost planes, our energies, thoughtforms, fragmented dreams and memories churn together in the unknown. Here in the primordial mixture, life awaits.
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Merging with the flow of life, I can feel my body travel along the current. Each twist in the river allows me to surrender. Each turn in the stream gently reminds me to release what weighs upon my heart.
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Within the earth, all is still and silent. The stone that forms my temporary tomb is cold to the touch. Here within this ancient space, icy fingers begin to seep into my bones
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“Our gold is not ordinary gold.” ~ An Alchemist’s moto
Today was one of those days that didn’t want to come off of me. Chance conversations with strangers, overheard words and phrases, and even stories on different podcasts grabbed me
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I must remember to trust the decent into darkness. I have found that it is best if we slip back into the arms of the Dark Goddess gently. For it is there with Her, rebirth is possible.
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In meditation, I found myself under a cold, star filled sky where the inky midnight bled into the royal blue and violet of the Milky Way. I felt so small on the edge of the snow-covered pines.
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The Whispering Crow 