Mornin' Belove'ds
Lots going on here in NC, the best of all is rain, rain, more rain! We're not out of the drought yet and it will be the deep sweltering days of july and August that will set the future, but things are, for now, very juicy. This morning it's misty and damp with charcoal clouds on the west horizon and we are expecting nearly 3/4 inch of water today. As soon as it begins to rain I'll go out, spend some time at my water shrine (Thank you Dianne!!) and wallow in gratitude to my Water Goddess Council. I've made it a point to go out and be-in the rain with an intent to experience each rain as a blessing, a big wet juicy kiss!
I continue to feel really cautious about engaging my normal growing season frenzy. My intuition tells me there are already plenty of green-bloods living here and I need to be focused on their well-being first. So, while I sit here literally vibrating with the desire to go to the Farmer's Market and acquire a truck load of beauty, I also feel a bit root-bound. My challenge will be to find and follow balance this season......
Last week-end Laurel and Kathy came to visit. We spent Friday night doing deep gossip-magic. Saturday was revlonic magic at the nail salon and co-aspecting the Material Girl as she manifested in all our favorite shopping spots. We ended the day in deep trance with sweet potatoe-spinach soup, sourdough brioche stuffed with feta, wine, and chocolate in various forms (from Ganache!!). We parted on Sunday after a long lounging morning discussing witch camps, themes and a re-hash of the continued fear and loathing going on at Spiral Heart. All good stuff!!!
We got word on Sunday evening that Greg's Uncle Lewis had died. Lewis Hubbard was an archtype of the great-amerikan-dream. He came from a huge southern family whose roots were deep in the share-cropper culture. With nothing but his ambition and belief that he could do anything, he started a real estate business in the mid 1920's. He died a multi-millionaire having bought and sold nearly 1/2 of the properties in Forsythe and the surrounding counties. Lewis appeared to have lived a really charmed life. He followed his dream, he held fast to his integrity, used a share of his fortune to help other folks follow thier dreams. He died quietly and painlessly in his sleep. While I'm sure Lewis had his share of disappointment, sadness and fear in life, he will be remembered and celebrated by his clan and his community with love and respect.
As part of my continuing seperation from corporate life, Greg and I have opened a small business. I will continue for awhile as a consultant to various companies in the airplane industry, but by Memorial Day I'll be completely on my own to work when and where I choose. Besides the airplane stuff, there are a couple other things bubbling in my cauldron and I'm really looking forward to fashioning a self-directed life-style. I find myself in the delightful position of having to choose my next activity from a "just-cauz-I-wanna" list!
Next week-end I look forward to spending time with LittleGreg at a local witchy gathering called Spirit-Quest. This gathering is about as eclectic as it gets bringing together folks from most of the witch-magical-esoteric traditions in this part of the world. Over the years the organization and presentation of this event has moved from group to group so the flavor is different each year. I've not been to this gathering for many years, so it will be fun to meet new and reconnect with old acquaintances.
So...what up with all of you?
Sagalovesyou!