Good morning brothers and sisters, friends, witchy and non-witchy alike. May the season's energies lift you and guide today, bringing happy memories and visions.

One more day!

My past experiences - the joys, the pains, the cudgels, the blankets - are locked in the back of my life. Their roots reach deep in a ground that is no longer. Holding on to their branches, I, too, am held in place, unable to move. Only by letting go can I move forward on my path. Today, I let go.

"Do you feel lucky?"

I don't know who I'm writing mine for but I do find myself wording as if I were. I have small writing in general but I tend to write even smaller in my journal, for some reason.