Mercury Retrograde

Heart in chest, heavy and weighted

Secrets locked deep, shields up.

Hibernating, stewing in mental juices,

Cauldron of the past percolates memories.

Mercury retrograde,

And to calm my chattering mind,

I recite a litany of lovers,

A rosary of remembrance,

Prayers for the lovers gone by.

Stir, notice what comes up to the surface,

Monkey mind, emotional roller coaster.

Swallow the little things, let them go,

Move on to bigger things, purging the past.

Mercury retrospect,

And to calm my chattering heart,

I recite a litany of lovers,

Beading hopes and beliefs,

Prayers for the lovers yet to be.

Giving permission,

Cultivate lightheartedness,

Allow yourself to laugh with that

Universal trickster, coyote.

Mercury reviewed,

And to calm my chattering soul,

I find the repeated pattern,

In my litany of lovers,

My rosary of remembrance,

The common thread throughout

Is the lover in me.

Witch cackling over bubbles,

Completion of spells.

Casting of doubts...

Transformation has begun.

(Excerpt from Laphrodite's Guide to Mindful Menopause or the Adventures of a Baby Crone)

Feeling Witchy

Seed Ritual

Seed Ritual

Find some seeds - pumpkin, sunflower, poppy, wildflowers

Whatever floats your fancy

Hold them in your palm and whisper your wishes

Imbue them with your hot breath

Walk around your house, church, or favorite field

Clockwise or counter, notice what feels right

At each of the four directions (and the cross directions)

Throw your seeds, scatter them

To the wind that they may find fertile ground

To the ants to feed the hive mind community

To the squirrels and chipmunks stuffing their cheeks with abundance 

To the birds, who will fly into your dreams 

Invite in the rain 

Release any frustrations, cry 

Welcome the sun f

Feel a sense of energy begin to build.

Trust that you'll be able to weed out 

What is weak or ineffectual 

Focus and simplify 

Nourish your dreams 

As they unfurl from a mere thought to full manifestation 

Shelter your dreams - tell no one 

Until you see sure signs of growth,

Ready for assistance

Immune to criticism

 Of the naysayers

Just like the rose is immune

With its thorns.

Seeds of hope

Seeds of change.

Seeds of peace

And seed money

Flourish into abundance 

Benefiting all the creatures of the earth

This or something better now occurs 

For the greatest good

So mote it be. Blessed be.

Graphology

My handwriting is
Cryptic, secret, sloppy, just
Like my tender heart