Mabon is here!

Which means it’s officially Fall!!

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Midsummer Blessings

Merry meet to all my friends and followers of the witchy/pagan persuasion!

Today is Midsummer (or apparently it began officially sometime last night… which makes no sense to me), a day that in my past has been about love. Remember a Midsummer’s Night Dream by Shakespeare? (Or my post about how that play is the source of the Rom-Com formula?) That has been my view of Midsummer in the past.

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Emotional Roller Coaster

It’s not even been 72 hours since I was made aware of my relationship blunder, and already my heart and head have run the gambit.

For those of you who know me, you know I’m a big believer in signs, and several things have popped up lately to make me think I should have seen this coming. But even as I start to dwell on that, I’ll spot something on Facebook or Instagram that makes me think that I’m stupid for believing such a thing. Meanwhile my friends are there telling me to relax because while it was a rather big blunder, it’s also very obvious (to them… I’m not so sure) that things will work out positively.

And all in the middle of it all, several of the guys from my past have shown up almost as if the universe is testing me.

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The Beginning of Love (An Original Poem)

Under your skin,
just below the surface,
where you hide your disdain
for normalcy,
sparkles a
near imperceptible
glimmer of
Passion.
It twinkles at the corners of
your mouth
when you say my name,
as if the
mere utterance of that combination
of vowels and consonants
cracks through
the stormclouds
above the chasm
where you hide
your heart
(like lightning)
allowing the love
to trickle up,
reverse raindrops of
ineffable joy
that water your smile,
still only a smirk
but wholly genuine.
Though the words have been
surrounded by
a barrage of sarcasm,
know that it is ever so evident
what you mean to say,
and know,
I love you, too.

I Know My Worth

One of the things that is important about romance, whether in real life or in fictional works, is the need to feel wanted and to feel worthy of being wanted. Something came up with a conversation with a friend last night, where he started to tell me that eventually I might be confident enough to see myself as worthy. It upset me a great deal, and I immediately jumped down his throat and told him not to lecture me.

It took me all night and into this morning (in the shower) to realize what it was I was really angry about.

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