All these things.

what god has become to me
 what fear has become to me.

it is good and it is what it is
and oh my god/dess
all we can do is hope and pray that this deepseated ecsatic grounding energy is real.
really.
this slow moving of ideas to end up here so far.

what i have found here:

the moon. the tapping into. the faces of.
maiden.mother.crone.
 'the moon is cyclical, like women.'

the art of ritual.intention.offering.practice.
 magic.

 so many gorgeous books.

compassion.
goddess culture.
an art room of my own.
complete acceptance.
 love growing.
neutral ground on most everything.
wicca.
baking.
tarot reading.
 dressing for the sheer pleasure of it. the art of adornment.
so much gratitude.

 i dont know much.
 i will say.
the easy flow of life and accepting the person that i am in all of her fears and insecurities and outlets.
in all her implosions and sadnesses hurts and delusions.
appreciating this life and the many true blessings
the secret blessings and the mysteries.
oh. the old mysteries.
ancient wisdoms and juicy nectar.
from the beginning
 the nature of things
dances and languages and seeds and yearning.

and ray lamontagne.
cuts you like a knife. s
harp knife.

anyway
it is my hope to find my writing again.
 to sit down and see what happens.
i am hoping it will flow.
bend
and move.