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Happy Samhein!

Oct 31, 2013
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Happy Samhein, everyone!

Today is the Pagan new year, celebrating The Mother's tansition into her Crone phase. It's a time where the earth is beginning to wane into a time of darkness and solitude. This is a day for growing wiser and more intune with the Otherworld.

Personally, my life feels like it's wrapped up in dried stocks and dead grass; bound together with twine and vines, like a poppet. To be honest, I've been feeling quite alone. My mother has been away for nearly two months now. It's been years since I've seen my brother. And my dad...? Um...not sure if I have one, really...

I'm so grateful I have friends around me, but even my relationships have been growing dissonant and distant. I feel powerless and I've been having dreams of my teeth falling out.

I know this is such a downer-blog, and I'm sorry, but I find solice in writing about these things. In a few days, I'm sure I'll be back to my chipper, happy-go-lucky-self. But these past few days have been rough. I think it has something to do with this transition into the darkness.

"The Hermit," has been one of my many favorite tarot cards in the deck. You might know the image as Father Time, or even from Led Zeppline popluarizing the image. But The Hermit is a card that calls for interoversion, self-relection, alienation, and having time with one's thoughts alone. As much as I love this card, I think a lot of people (including myself) have a very difficult time coming to terms with the understanding of how nessassary he is. It's not that I'm a co-dependent, I don's have abandonment issues, or am scared of being alone...

It's just the when and the how, really. Sure, you may consider time to anylize yourself and how you see the world around you. But how for how long? ...and how, exactly, can we do this with a optimal benifit to fixing this problem in thinking. Our screwed perspectives? Our misled mindsets? When and how long?

I want to take today to do that, to find the answers to why...why, do I feel so alone, truly? Because, in reality, no one is ever alone. It's just funny, that today (of all days) I find myself in The Hermit position. Maybe, it's a good thing.

tadkil:
Death AloneThere are lone cemeteries,tombs full of soundless bones,the heart threading a tunnel,a dark, dark tunnel : like a wreck we die to the very core,as if drowning at the heartor collapsing inwards from skin to soul.There are corpses,clammy slabs for feet,there is death in the bones,like a pure sound,a bark without its dog,out of certain bells, certain tombsswelling in this humidity like lament or rain.I see, when alone at times,coffins under sailsetting out with the pale dead, women in their dead braids,bakers as white as angels,thoughtful girls married to notaries,coffins ascending the vertical river of the dead,the wine-dark river to its source,with their sails swollen with the sound of death,filled with the silent noise of death.Death is drawn to soundlike a slipper without a foot, a suit without its wearer,comes to knock with a ring, stoneless and fingerless,comes to shout without a mouth, a tongue, without a throat.Nevertheless its footsteps soundand its clothes echo, hushed like a tree.I do not know, I am ignorant, I hardly seebut it seems to me that its song has the colour of wet violets,violets well used to the earth,since the face of death is green,and the gaze of death greenwith the etched moisture of a violet's leafand its grave colour of exasperated winter.But death goes about the earth also, riding a broomlapping the ground in search of the dead - death is in the broom,it is the tongue of death looking for the dead,the needle of death looking for the thread.Death lies in our beds : in the lazy mattresses, the black blankets,lives a full stretch and then suddenly blows,blows sound unknown filling out the sheetsand there are beds sailing into a harbour where death is waiting, dressed as an admiral. Pablo Neruda
Oct 31, 2013
lewolf:
Personally, I come alive during the waning time... the time of Autumn... and Autumn into Winter.  As the air turns chilled and the leaves crisp and fall... my energy soars!  Happy Samhain... the one night of the year when the rest of the world finally gets... MY world!  ;)  ♥ 
Oct 31, 2013

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