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When…

When the Sun rises…
You will be gone.

When the Sun rises…
I will think on all those things I wish I had said.

When the Sun rises…
I wish for just one more day to be with you.

When the Sun rises…
I move slowly in disbelief at the time that slipped through my hands.

When the Sun rises…
I gather all of my strength to face one more day.

When the Sun rises…
I feel the the sorrow of a space no longer filled.

And,

When the Sun sets…
I gather to myself the sweet memories of you that will be all I will have when the Sun rises each and every day…..

Take time everyday that the Sun rises to let the people you care about know how much they mean to you..Blessings

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Light strains to take hold
As darkness spreads her wings
Of Divine shroud.

Darkness seeks its mate
Of brilliant light
And both weave the
Dance of courtship and
Consummate Union.

Darkness lifts a wing ready to
Molt its downy blackness
And Light kisses one
Last time lips that seek the hermit’s solace.

Light coils within the shadows
Spiraling out and reaching
With tendrils of inky
Stain that becomes the
Beauty of a palette of
Misty grey.

This poem introduced the first session of a 3-week course I just finished teaching entitled, Celestial Tides: Days of Light, Dark and Balance.
Each class is recorded and placed on my Teachings of the Path website for access to those who could not join us in person.

This month, I am offering this course to the community as a thank you for the support and encouragement in my teaching endeavors. I love to share what I’ve learned with others and being able to interact with those open and eager to explore this path together is a blessing and gift I have long enjoyed.

About Celestial Tides:
Great power is held in the magick of the Equinoxes and the Solstices. These are times of change and the balance of the Equinox offers the point of neutrality between the burgeoning Light and Dark of the Solstices. The Great Wheel of the Year uses these days of power as anchor and stimulus for the Sabbats of Devotion held between.

This 3-wk series will provide the lore of these celestial tides, the astrological points of note and reveal the gifts of cyclical nature that are held in the honoring of these auspicious days.

The classes will be a synthesis of experience, theory and techniques for enhancing ritual and personal practice.

Click here to access your course:
Celestial Tides
Days of Light, Dark and Balance

More classes:

If you would like to know more about the Wiccan Path, check out the Year and A Day on the Wiccan Path offering on my other blog, A Witch’s Sacred Journey:

A Year and A Day on the Wiccan Path

Many blessings on your explorations… Robin

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June 21.2017
Summer Solstice
12:24a.m. (EDT)

I stand in a fragrant field
Bursting with Summer flowers
The heat of Father Sun pours
Down freely offering its gifts
Of sustaining powerful Light.

I stand in the pause of time
That has witnessed the seeding
Of Potential and the union of
Consummate creative action.

I stand at the crossroads of my
Path’s purpose ready to bloom
Fully in the light of day and
Fold inward as darkness falls
Sheltering what has endured
The full force of brilliant Light.

Golden blazing orb descends
Molten liquid red and orange
Shifting its palette as it sinks
Deeply into its space of rekindling.

And as the light of sunset retreats
The darkness moves in shadow
Drawing all thoughts inward
Blanketing me with the mantle
Of creation’s self-reflection.

The waning of the Light has begun
And with its advent comes the promise
Of Divine light burning brightly within
The cavernous space of Self I will walk
As the Hermit issues silent invitation.

 

Today marks the Summer Solstice in the Eastern Hemisphere. This is the longest day of the year and heralds the beginning of the waning half of the year. Several years ago I wrote a series of Sabbat articles that were called the Illuminated Wheel. Each was an exploration of the energy of that particular Sabbat as a beacon of Light (and Shadow) that is mirrored as the flame of the Divine spark within. 

Given the general morale of the world at large I thought this would be an excellent time to revisit a space of hope and the reminder of the Light we carry within as we honor the moving of the Great Wheel and the cycles and seasons of change. The poem above and the pathworking below are an opportunity to call into your life the burgeoning of your natural state of being filled with the promise of Divine illumination regardless of the appearance of darkness that grows around as the months wane into Winter.

The constant and the anchor in every situation, good – bad or indifferent- is YOU! The ways in which we celebrate the movement through time and the cycles of the seasons, highlighted by the energy and myths created by these Sabbats are tools that may be called upon as you awaken to the changes that occur around you. We look to the light to bring clarity and we welcome the shadow to cool the rising heat that will consume if not tempered.

This Solstice is an opportunity to reach back and re-light the steps taken that have brought you to this day of the potency of the Sun’s light and its call to preparation for stepping towards its shadow…..

Reaching Back Into Creation – A Pathworking

Find a comfortable space where you will not be disturbed and settle into a supportive chair or with your back braced as you sit on the floor. Breathe deeply and fully a few times and with each subsequent breath allow yourself to settle more deeply into whatever you are sitting in or on. Close your eyes and gently pull your conscious mind up to the space between your brows and envision an inner screen of your making. You are both observer and participant in the experience and as you breathe more deeply and establish a steady flow of rhythm you see a point of blue light just ahead of you. As you continue to inhale and exhale this point begins to expand and forms a dense yet very refined mist of pale blue flickering light. You breathe into the stretching of this light as though to form a veiling or threshold and see yourself stepping through the mist.

You emerge at the edge of a brilliantly lit field, dense with flowers in full bloom. The blending of fragrant air and wildlife floods your nostrils and is sweet and heady in the ripeness of its offering. The noonday sun beats down enfolding you in its enlivening embrace and all around you are the signs of life that has been quickened by the act of creation and sustained by the life-giving light. You inhale deeply and sigh into the release of an exhalation that signals your readiness to begin the journey of re-membering that has brought you to this place of fertility. You breathe deeply and close your eyes allowing all of your senses to awaken and engage.

You breathe deeply and gently open your eyes and find yourself standing in the same field but now its vision is one of several weeks prior and the beginning of May. Flowers that are not quite in full bloom stretch across a field of freshly painted greenery, the faint scent of their perfume moving on a gentle warm breeze. You feel the heat and energy of the will to creation fill the space of your pelvic bowl (Sacral Chakra) as awareness focuses its intent within this creative vessel that holds the seed of potential for life. You breathe into the spaciousness of this part of your body and feel the warmth and sensation of awakening as you allow the energy of breath to flow through this creative gateway. Intuitively, you move this area of your body rocking gently side to side as you envision the flow of creative potency and vitality. Breathe into this sensation of desire and will as the bowl of your creative intent fills with life force and the memory of what brought you to this space of creation.

These thoughts quicken your breath and your heart beats rapidly in anticipation as you look out over the field of sunlit space seeking your beloved. A stream of electrified energy moves up your spine awakening all of your senses as you feel the heat of your lover’s breath at the back of your neck. You turn to face your beloved and two small suns flash with desire from the depths of eyes that have lovingly gazed upon your face in seasons past. Breath hangs in the air suspended in timelessness as you reach out to your consort. Earth and Sun sigh into the release of consummate union and passion’s light burns with heat and intensity, as each lover’s flame becomes the singular flame that fuels the passion of Beltane’s gift.

The warming after-glow of creative action slowly dissipates and you begin walking towards the edge of the field coming to stand in front of a small iron gate bordered by a low stone wall enclosing a beautifully landscaped garden. Full bushes just budding with green and a tapestry of assorted flowers that are just beginning to sprout from the dark rich soil, spread in front of you like a welcoming carpet. You see that there is a stone path just to your right and curious as to what lay along its course you turn and begin to step forward. Your feet make a gentle tapping sound as each moves from circular stone to circular stone and each footfall seems to release the fragrant scent of thyme that grows between and around each stone. You walk along taking note of the sunlight pouring down warmly and the blending of sounds of birds, insects singing away the last vestiges of winter’s hold. The air is electric in the newly awakening life that flows in his space and you feel this energy as a palpable stream of outpouring that is prickly and persistent against your skin. Just ahead is a small space of opening and an ornately carved iron bench beckons you to sit and rest. You sit and breathe deeply taking in the vibrancy of creative flow and the electrified seeding of creation.

You breathe deeply and gently close your eyes, drifting back into the memory of candles glowing brightly and the quickening promise of Imbolc. On your inner screen the image of an altar dressed with a bright white square piece of cloth and holding centrally a black pillar placed directly behind a white pillar appears with striking clarity. Both candles are lit and the contrast of black and white remind you of the polarity and balance of the Wheel’s energy and the waxing and waning of Light within the Wheel.

Now shift your awareness and focus towards the white pillar. See it now expanding and becoming clearer and stronger in its light. See this larger flame emanating from your central core. This is the space of your Inner Sun’s energy. This is the internal furnace that creates, destroys and fuels your will and desires. This candle of flame burns brightly and strongly and holds the power of transformation and quickening within its sensuous flames. This is the flame that has been growing to fullness as the months have brought you to the space of the Summer Solstice. Breathe deeply into this imagery and engage as much sensorial experience as possible.

Envision the image of yourself standing in front of the white pillar of flames. Draw in a deep breath of intent and step through the white flames, bringing with you what you have cultivated and brought to the fullest expression of your own Light. You pass through these flames and find yourself now standing within those of the black pillar. Acknowledge this dark light as those aspects of yourself that await the brilliance of light you carry forward and hold the potential of serving as the kindling of your inner fires as you move into the waning of the year. Breathe deeply into this imagery and engage as much sensorial experience as possible. These are the flames that you will nurture and tend as the Sun wanes and the call to inner reflection cries out to you. You breathe deeply into these images and the memory they hold of what has brought you to the fullness of the Wheel of Light.

You breathe deeply feeling the experience of these candles of light and dark and as you exhale you open your eyes, now surrounded by the fading of light and night’s veiling. You rise from the bench and the warmth is now replaced by the biting chill of a winter’s eve. You shiver in the memory of this night and the return to the space of beginning. You remember the anticipation you felt as the Waxing of the Great Wheel took hold and the gift of the Winter Solstice ignited the Light within. You stood fearlessly and with hope as you faced the impending darkness of the Longest Night; thick and almost opaque in its veiling. As the memories of this time of the first spark of newly created light fills you the realization of what you imagined on that night and what has come to be brings tears of joy and gratitude. You acknowledge the gift of having turned the focus of that seed of light outwards as the sun gained in strength in the sky above and you made commitment to attune to that same solar cycle within. You think on all that was birthed from this singular and profound point on the Great Wheel; the promises offered and the manifestation of each in turn as you moved forward. Standing in a place of strength, light and clarity and you step willingly into the turning of the Waning Wheel of the Year knowing that these flames will always light the way.

You breathe into these thoughts, feeling the flame of your inner sun expanding. You breathe deeply as you leave the memories of your journey behind and return to the present time of the Summer Solstice. You breathe deeply as you move back into the space of your physical being and the surroundings in which you began this journey. You breathe deeply offering up thanks for the lessons of the Wheel and when you are ready gently flutter your eyes open and return to the here and now.

So Mote It Be!

To Read the Sabbat Article Series: The Illuminated Wheel
Click Here…The Gift of Yule: An Illuminated Wheel

To Read the Summer Solstice Article that accompanies this writing: 
Click Here…Mother’s Flowering

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Time…


Written while waiting for my friends to arrive….

Time moves
Undulating and
Weaving tapestries
Braided and knotted
From hand’s manipulative
Intentions.

Time pauses briefly
Breath held as we
Speed to catch up
Never missing a
Beat of rhythm
Hard and syncopated
By distraction.

Time stops
The end being
One more beating
Of a heart that
Gave no honor nor
Measure to Time’s
Inescapable embrace.

Time folds in on
Itself wrapping delicate
Wings of illusion around
The soul who awaits
Time in an ephemeral
Cocoon of darkness.

…… Now, It Is Time!

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A New post on my Sage Woman Blog; Womb of Light. Enjoy!

Spring beckons us to awaken from the sleep of Winter and bring the newness of our being into the cycle of season and growth. The Great Mother pushes us up from Her life giving sanctuary and we stretch and yawn, expand and reach towards a light that sustains the potential of what we may become. And as we reach above, the roots that nourish and anchor reach deeper into Gaia’s form…

Settle deep into
The rich fertile
Soil of my womb…. Read more

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Loss

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As physical beings, we are subject to the cycle of mortality. We have an allotted amount of time to experience all that a manifest world has in the offering, but we are always subject to the greater laws of life and death. This writing is a call to be fully present in all of life’s gifts;and the one we often choose to numb ourselves to is that of loss.

Loss is an all consuming hunger that is fed by our sorrow and grief. It thirsts for our tears of remembrance and is filled only when we give the most treasured of memories served on our finest china.

This is the season of honoring the ancestors and the memories that bring us pain and joy. Loss knocks heavily now and we must answer the call..

You have become a
Familiar companion
Not one of my choosing
For you are never sought out.

Once before you knocked
On my door seeking refuge
Hungry and needing.

The days stretched on
As you were made guest
In my home but you
Faded into the background
As new life came bursting
In a sorrow-filled space.

You stood at a distance
Looking on and watching as
Life transpired and others
Took you in.

There was still the remnant
Of your having been my guest
A reminder that flooded in
Unannounced and overwhelming
In its need for release.

Your imprint tattooed upon
My heart that was revealed
In my gallery of remembered
Sound or word or thought.

You have come once again
Knocking at my door
But this time you beat
Upon it unrelenting in
Desire to seek entry.

And I knowing the ways of
Life and the promises made
In the gifting of that life I
Am bound to let you in.

I know that you will stay
For as long as is needed
To feed your hunger and
To leave your mark.

I will treat you as my
Most treasured guest
And offer to you the
Sweetest of my memories.

For you and I are now one
We share the secrets of the
Ways of life and the surrender
To death’s call and you will
Leave me for another
When the time is at hand.

Once again your room will
Remain readied awaiting the
Next return.

Your parting gift a profound
Reminder of the fragility and
Beauty of Life’s creations and
The admonition to celebrate that
Life and all who stand within it.

For loss is ever present and
When it knocks upon the peace
Of your home you will always
Let it in.

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This article is an excerpt from a 3-part series posted in Musings From the Mystic Path Newsletter….

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In Search of the Divine – Part Three
Where Do I Go From Here?
by Robin

” ….we forget that the road less travelled is the one that moves into the space of knowing who and what we are.”

Take a step on the Path
Where do I go from Here?

The road less travelled…
Of course!

Last month, I invited you on a journey back to yourself and the challenge of taking a path that was not the routine. All wound back to the same revelation! The seeking of the Divine is no further away than your own reflection. So, where do you go having arrived at that space of understanding? Is it really that uncomplicated and easy? Is it truly that anti-climatic?

The answer to those questions unfolds in your ability to remain open to the possibilities and to hold a pattern of gratitude for each new bit of information that you uncover. Looking out with the enthusiasm of a child who knows no limitation and believes that he/she can be or do anything. Remember those years? When playing pretend was as real to you as sitting at your work station or driving home from a long work day has become in your current reality. We become dull to the wonder that surrounds us as we settle more deeply, year after year, into our routine. And, in that settling we often miss those precious opportunities to embrace a new way of interacting with the Divine. Read more here…    (scroll down)

Links to the Full Series..
Part One: A Place of Beginnings
Part Two: Roads Less Travelled

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