Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Tuesday May 5, 2009

Through this exciting and difficult time I remind myself I asked for the help of Brighid to help forge my life.
Her heat warms my heart and gives me hope and reminds me not to stall to long lest I light myself on fire.
Today has been the most grounded balanced day of my week, and it will carry foward just as the flame does.

Blessed be.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Night #7

The candle flame dances
just like my paint brush across the canvas
My inspirations mimic the
Flickering, alternating strong and soft light

She, in her infinite routine
that is not just a mere routine but a joyus gift
strikes another blow to her anvil and
the metal's song dances about

I'm not much of a poet, which is why I paint and draw! I have finished the votive holder I am using for my shift. It's nothing that looks special, but to me it is special- it holds the ancient candle light(s) of intention and creativity. Somethign that is much bigger and much older than I am. It's extremely humbling and yet, I feel honoured to be part of the daily shifts.

Alas, 'tis time for bed...