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Samhain Blessings...



Today marks the new year in the Pagan calender and I'm using it to have a fresh start on a few things.

Most of my pagan friends LOVE Samhain, but I find this a difficult Sabbat because it marks the departure of the Sun. I love the Sun, and I miss him when he's not here as much. As a special parting gift, the Sun came out in all his glory over Melbourne today. He kissed my forehead and filled me a lightness I sorely needed. I will miss him in the coming long Winter months.

In preparing my mind and home to welcome the introspective months of Winter, I went out and bought a couple of tourines today, so that our little family can gather around the dinner table on cold nights and share steaming hot slower cooker meals and homemade soups straight from the stove. I've been feeling, for a while, that there is something special in serving directly to the table and people helping themselves from a communal pot, rather than serving to plates (which also speeds the cooling process, and cold hot food isn't very palatable).

Tonight I'll do a new years ritual to clear out my weaknesses and rebuild my strength for the coming year. I'm also recommitting to making better choices in all aspects of my life this coming Turn of the Wheeel. I've let a lot of things slide in recent times that I shouldn't have and now all my hens are coming home to roost.

So, here's to the darker introspective weeks, cocooning, growing, changing and bursting out into full flight when the Sun returns with his warm embrace next Sabbat! The rest of Winter, introspective still, will be preparing for warm weather and enjoying the clarity of mind that crisp cold days are wont to bring...

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