The Path

It had been a restless night. Your demons clawed and dug at your resolve. Calling out your insecurities. Calling out all your flaws. You felt trapped, imprisoned in your own mind. Imprisoned in that damn apartment. Gods above and below… You hated this city.

But the sun, cutting through the darkness had called to you. Chasing away the demons, its blazing fury nipping at their heals.

They were gone. For now…

But any reprieve is a blessing and you have never been one to look a gift horse in the mouth. So, you quickly dressed, not wanting to waste these precious moments. Grabbing your keys in deliberate silence you made it to your car without seeing a soul. Why did this place make you so damn anti social?

A question for another time though. Now you just needed… to be.

Why you chose this place you’ll never know. But as you parked your car you noticed the sharpness, there was this beautiful sharpness to the world. Everything seemed so clear, so simple, so at ease. Hesitant, you step out into it, the unfamiliarity snaps at you, clearing your foggy, war ragged mind. Your never up this early… But damn, that sunrise is stunning. Swaths of orange and gold mixing so effortlessly with the remnants of the navy night. The sun, in all its blazing glory. Rising above the horizon, cutting through the darkness with ease. You feel a twinge of guilt, you just can’t seem to remember the last time you saw the sun rise.

Your eyes are drawn to the majesty, the all commanding forest before you. Its canopy wordlessly eluding to ancient secrets held within its leafy boarders. As the crisp air fills your lungs you feel oddly… Calm. But there is something on the fringe… Laughter? You strain your ears, trying to make out the sound. So clear, but almost fleeting.

Your feet move long before your mind understands.

Follow me.

Its as if you have walked this route a thousand times, your feet unfaltering in their chosen route. Where were you going?

You’ll see.

You walk, instinct guiding you. The unknown sound always just a breath away.

Have you been here before? It seems familiar… A memory just beyond reach. Your pace quickens, the familiarity eats at you. Why do you know this place??

Panic takes hold, the pace falters. Your once steadfast feet, slip.

Cold.

You feel cold. Was it… Was it just all a pretty daydream to hide from the demons…?

Tears sting your eyes, but maybe, just maybe if you keep your eyes closed you can hold on to the pretty dream just a little longer. Just a little longer please…

Open your eyes little one.

But it will all fade! All that beauty, the sunrise, the trees will all be gone, and I will be alone again. All alone in that cold, dark apartment!

Be brave little one, open your eyes.

You feel the demons circling, like vultures. Their shadowy tendrils searching for a foot hold… Dammit, dammit, dammit! Be brave. BE BRAVE!

With a battle cry you push yourself up and you open your eyes.

Flowers. Beautiful little blue flowers, flowing in the breeze. Almost… Almost as if they are waving. You push yourself onto your knees. You look around taking stock. Mud. You fell into mud. You feel the laughter bubbling up, taking hold. But in the span of a breath it turns to sobbing. Dammit, dammit, Dammit! Am I so lost that a simple mud puddle could break my spirit? Why… Why am I even here?!

You’ll see.

As the tears dry, you look to the flowers again. So simple, you reach out to touch the petals. So soft. You decide to take one, a perfect little reminder that this was in fact, real. Carefully you chose your companion and you send a silent “thank you” to the ones left behind. With your little reminder safely tucked away. You know you need to finish this journey.

It doesn’t take long, first you feel a change in the air. The once cool and crisp air turns warm. A smell so sweet, so calming fills your mind. The canopy begins to thin, giving way to the bluest sky you have ever seen. The clearing before you seems… Frozen, frozen in time. A remnant of an age so long ago, that even the trees have trouble remembering. But you remember, or at least you think you do… But do you…? Uncertainty eats away at your resolve, you lean back ever so slightly, afraid to step into the light.

No, not you. The demons.

Be brave.

Without a second thought you step into the light.

Time begins again.

You see it, as if the fog has been cleared away. The thing this path has been leading to, the end of the journey. Before you, in the middle of the clearing, stands an archway. Made of ivy and saplings. The end, and the beginning.

Your little reminder nestled in your pocket radiates heat. You pull the little blue flower from your pocket as you step forward. Words that felt like they have always been there, spill from your lips.

“I’ve brought you guys a gift.”

With the little blue flower in hand. You step through the arch.

Welcome home little one. You were so brave.

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Thank you so much for reading my little story! This one was an absolute pleasure to write. Though the bulk of it is fiction, it was inspired by a images I captured while walking Fakwes at an off leash dog park in London, Ontario.

So I thought it was only fitting to share my inspiration with you!

Blue Flowers

Archway

Though I embellished a little, the beauty of nature is astounding!

Thank you all again for reading my post!

Please share and help me share my stories with even more people!

Cheers!
Candice 🙂

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Imbolc

Its Been Awhile…!

Well today is Imbolc… Fair to say it kinda snuck up on me in all the chaos after the move and starting the new job.

But what to do, what to do?

Here are some of the main things Wiccans suggest:

Imbolc

Now alas I am away from home, so spring cleaning and cleansing my sacred space are off the list, BUT!

I’m ALL FOR planning my spring planting!

I want to “try” to grow some plants now that my new apartment has more light, as well as re-pot my succulents little offspring.

I will admit in the past I have not been blessed with a green thumb but I have hope!

I need to better connect with my ruling element Earth and I sincerely hope that nurturing and growing plants will help!

I also found this poem that I just loved and wanted to share.

Imbolc Poem

Cheers All and Blessed Be!
Candice 🙂

Divine Divination


I wonder if its my anxiety that draws me to the practice of Divination. The possibility of answers in all of this unknown. The unknown that my anxiety likes to take and run for miles with.

The simplest form of divination is using a Pendulum. The essence of it is to connect with one’s own intuition and subconscious to find answers.

So how does one choose a pendulum?

My gut made the choice for me. I guess a more eloquent way to describe it would be, my intuition guided me.

As I was out searching the stores for incense and candles. I was drawn to an Onyx faucet pendulum. As soon as I saw it amongst the others. I knew, it was coming home with me. It wasn’t in my budget, but I did not care. I had to have it!

As I reflected upon this choice. I decided to research the stone I was drawn too.

Onyx is a very strong protective stone, it calms the mind and energies. Which helps to relieve worry anxiety. (POINT ONE FOR INTUITION!) The zodiac associated with it, is Capricorn (I’m a Capricorn!), its element is earth, (the element I seem to connect most with), and lastly the chakra associated with it is the root chakra. (still learning about that stuff… one step at a time)

So, after all that, I came to the conclusion. My intuition deserves a high five!

I hope with my intuition being on point, this means divination will come easier to me.

I am still getting to know my pendulum and myself, asking simple questions so I can get to know how it responds. Small “Yes” when I asked if I was 24 years old. A big “No” before I even spoke the words “Do I have a pet snake?”… I am terrified of snakes… In case you were wondering…

Divination

I hope to soon try to illuminate my path ahead. But all good things take time.

Here are a few quotes I wish to leave you with; as we all search for answers, in prayer, meditation, the advice of a friend, or even with a pendulum.

“There are years that ask questions, and years that answer.” – Zora Neale Hurston

“In your hesitation, I found my answer.” – Unknown

“You will always find

the answer in your heart

where it has been waiting

since long before the question.”

– Atticus

Cheers!

Candice😊

Samhain: An Altar & the Ancestors


Today I set up my Samhain Altar.

Samhain Altar

To honor the God and Goddess, and to honor and connect with my ancestors.

(as I’m writing this I am also watching and crying over Call the Midwife so bear with me)

 

I chose to first honor Al Greenway. I have to say I did not really know him. He was my Grandfather, well I guess Step Grandfather I guess is more accurate. But Al had always been there.

He loved to sit in his recliner during our family events. I don’t remember him speaking much, but I was young and wasn’t really listening.

He loved animals. My Grandmother and him started Greenview Aviaries, over the years it grew into a beautiful park and zoo. Though I know in my soul my own love of animals came from both sides of my family. My reflections for this coming Samhain, have guided me to the firm belief that while I was running around that park. Hearing the majesty of the Timber Wolves howl, seeing a Siberian Tiger stretch its beautiful paw, and watching the ducks lazily paddle along the pond. My love for animals grew exponentially.

Its for this, I honor him.

 

I also chose to honor Doris Miller. My Grandmother on my father’s side. She was an unbelievably strong and loving woman, she raised 7 children on her own after her husband was killed in a farming accident. She passed when I was young, but I remember her home, the wood stove and her baking giving the space this golden warmth.

It was full of little trinkets, handmade blankets, the rooms that had seen so much life and love. Each nook and cranny of her home had something stored away within. Her house always felt like a discovery waiting to happen as we explored and played, as we lived and laughed and loved.

Though I never got the chance to really know her. I admire the strength, courage, and determination she must have had.

It is for this, I honor her.

 

As it grows closer to midnight, I find my heart is filled with peace.

I found this on Pinterest, and I found it fitting to ring in October 31st.

 

“As the darkness now draws near.

See the cycle of the year.

As the light now goes within.

Let the Hallows Dance begin.”

 

Cheers!

Candice 🙂

Journey


I have recently embarked on a journey to become a Wiccan.

Maybe you’re thinking this is an act of rebellion or a cry for help. But it’s the exact opposite, I am embarking on a journey of self discovery, self love, and empowerment. Its this journey that I wish to share with you.

There are so many aspects to discern and discover, am I a Kitchen witch? An Elemental witch? Do I prefer to practice in solitude, or in a coven?

So, far this has prompted more questions than answers. But I continue to search, within myself and out in the world. I know my path will become clear as time goes on.

But now I am taking the time to contemplate the upcoming Samhain, or as the rest of the world knows it, Halloween.

A time, associated with death, rebirth, transformation, and the passage from light to darkness. It’s a time to review life, celebrate achievements, honor your ancestors, and let go of your losses.

Honoring my ancestors will be an interesting endeavor. The ancestors I wish to honor the most, were Christian, and I feel honoring them in my Wiccan ways may offend them. I hope to explore how to navigate that interesting aspect in the years to come.

But letting go. That I think I am ready for… What I am letting go of I am not sure. But I feel it in my soul. I will be letting go of something and then I will fly.

 

Cheers!

Candice 😊

“One of the most courageous decisions you’ll ever make is to finally let go of what is hurting your heart and soul.” – Brigitte Nicole

 

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