Hey there folks!!
So After an exhausting day of work I sat in a hot, HOT, bath and debated passing out and working my Witchy duties to the Lady and Lord out on the morrow. But I heard a neighbor’s cat yowling, I think she’s in heat, and was reminded that I also needed to water Tiger’s Hibiscus, and offer to my Beloved and Honored Dead and my Ancestors, Named and Unknown.
So I craweld out of the tub, litterally… flat feet and bad posture can be a brutal combination, and hobbled into the kitchen. I filled my large soup pot with filtered water and headed out into the back yard.
I called out to the Goddess and God, to my Dead and Ancestors, and to the Spirits and Guardian Spirits of my home; then I poured libations for each group.
No light shows or woo-woo or great gnostic revalations ensued, but I felt better and so now I am puttering on the computer.
Peace,
Pax
