As I mentioned, did a session of spell casting last night, guided by a real Sibyl's experience and some grand intentions. I certainly feel rested today, slept like a lamb and awoke to a garden strewn with rose petals, champagne glasses and a burnt patch of grass from the cauldron. All in all, a perfect evening.
Blessed Seraph claims her part of the magic spell has already taken affect, after receiving good news at 3am, mind you, her geranium pink voodoo candle burnt like a gum tree on Ash Wednesday, she was always a fast learner.
The Piscean Princesses candle took a while to burn around her mouth/vocal area, perhaps suggesting that she needs to be careful with her self talk. Quote from Carl Sandburg: "A baby is God's opinion that the world should go on." I think that some of us have a responsibility to bring a wonderful child into the world to offset some of the negative energy around us. Write an affirmation Princess. Think from the end and imagine holding your baby girl in your arms.
For me? I am not sure, I did feel at peace and very blessed. There was something with us last night, I know that much and I was not afraid.
P. S Gandalf came out for a post magic bevvy and choked on the mulled wine brew. Claimed he swallowed a moth. Moths symbolise transformation, and Moths can not only transform themselves but can also transform the lives of people who encounter them, ie: The ability of a caterpillar to spit and weave silk reveals Moths as a Goddess who creates and weaves Fate.
Perhaps the transformation was taking and place and bloody Gandalf swallowed the Source!
A Source with Sauce on a wholemeal bun please, to go!
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