She stood on the shoreline, as the waves edged closer to her feet,
The wind blowing back her hair from her face, she closes her eyes, feeling it's warm kiss.
Opening her arms as if to embrace all around her, she leans backwards, offering herself to the night.
The sound of the waves rush through her mind, she feels her toes digging into the sand.
She mouths the words to a silent prayer, in her mind's eye, she saw her requests take flight.
Dispersing throughout the sky, willing itself to be heard, to be considered, to be granted.
She lowered her body into the sand, digging out a hole to fit. She lay, caressed gently by the water, which got closer as the tide came slowly in. Starring at the stars, each it's own perfect energy source, she imagined her
energy melding with theirs. She felt the pull, she knew she was heard.
Slowly rising she finally is upright, her feet making sand trails as the sand rushes around them on the way out to the sea.
Her eyes catch the glitter, she looks down and there is a piece of marble in triangular form, a gift she knew.
It was time, she turned to him, he who watched her in her first steps, who brought her here to take her vow.
He asked if she was sure, yes is the answer and with perfect love and perfect trust she joined the circle
No fires to light the night, just the moon's illumination that cast a glow on the sand & the water.
She knelt down and looked at him.She felt the cold steel of the blade as he anointed her.
He then offered wine to drink, cakes to eat. He put his hands on her shoulders and brought her to standing. She took the offerings and as she walked the circles circumference, she marked the 4 corners. Once with wine then next with cakes. The remainder was ingested as he & she talked. About the Moon, about the Goddess, about love, respect for all things. Chants, Lore & Instruction followed. A new view to ponder, one that is just one of thousands of views that different people see. How you need to look with not just your eyes but with all senses. This continued until the dawn kissed the night sky and the sun rose over the Atlantic in a place called Long Island, on a beach names Jones. This is where her journey started, she realized after a fashion that she would never stop. She still continues her path, and the Goddess always arranged for her to find how to handle each situation as it arose. All these thoughts come back to her when she smells the ocean. Looking down at her hands she clutches the marble and whispers the words: In Perfect Love & Perfect Trust as she places the marble in it's hand carved box and puts it back in it's place. Yet a part of it is in her and she carries it with her every day, remembering to never take things at face value!!
WOW - two very different kinds of blogs for me tonight eh? Okay tomorrow a comedy perhaps? hehehehehe
Well as always, ciao for now
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