Blessings in Abundance

There are many blessings in this world and yesterday I was able to add another to my endless repertoire. As  a Wiccan High Priestess, I was honored to be able to perform a Wiccaning for my grandson. Most grandmother's can only say they attended such a rite. I anointed, dedicated and blessed him, asked the Goddess and Gods to watch over him as he grows, learns and finds his own Path. His parents made their vows to him and his Goddess Parents were chosen and made their vows. After, he was passed around the Circle so that everyone might be able to give him their own personal blessings,  bestowing tidings and wishes for all that he might become. The energy of the ritual was astounding! There was so much love within my Circle that it stole the very breath from my lungs with it's power and intensity. A few times I had to repeat myself, caught up in the emotion of the occasion and the gratitude and appreciation for all of those who do not even share my beliefs but came regardless because of  and for him. As I looked around at the faces I knew that no matter what, he was going to be ok in life because he had a wealth of love and support. Afterwards we all came back into the house and feasted. The majority of the food I had made myself and I tried to instill the love I have for my grandson into everything I did as I planned, prepared and cooked. I am sure it came through on the flavors because everyone ate until their belly's were full to bursting. Conversations, joy and music filled every room of my house and it was yet another blessing. With the help of others, the occasion went off beautifully and seamlessly and I am ever grateful to those who came to my aid when they were needed. That too, was a blessing. As I sit here and think back on all the planning and preparations, the moments when stress tried to overturn my sense of purpose and all those people who were a part of making the day as special as it could possibly be for him, I cannot help but feel I have a vast ocean of richness in my life. I am so grateful. Everything was as it needed to be....and it was perfect:.
Namaste, be blessed.

Something old...something new

It has been a while since I have written. This line seems to be becoming quite a popular intro into my blogs as of late and although I wish I could find less occasion to use it, it still remains a true statement, at least right now. Life has been incredibly busy for me and I have just not had the time I wish I had to be able to sit and ponder the many things that go through my head on a minute by minute basis. Currently I am listening to a group of songs that seem to have wiggled their way into my very soul, making them impossible not to listen to at least once a day, if not more. Every time I listen to them, I hear different intricacies that draw my ear even more than the previous time I had listened. Guitar riffs buried ever so quietly under the haunting melodies of the female vocalist for Nightwish make me want to listen to the song over and over again to hear what else I had been missing. The sound of the hi-hat being played in just that right spot in concert with the growling vocals on an Otherwise track make me want to scream along with Adrian Patrick at the top of my lungs while a tragic lullaby by Angie Aparo makes my heart want to bleed with the message it brings. It is a spectrum of different messages, feelings and genre's that all seem to be playing to something within me at this point in time that is in need of some sort of healing or outlet that only music can provide. I am always amazed when I find something new in something so familiar. It's an awakening of sorts I suppose...finding the newness in something thought to be old or withered just by approaching it from a different perspective or in a different time frame. I would wager a guess that some of the awakening is due to how I have grown or changed as well as the path I am finding myself on at the time. It just stabilizes the notion that things are the way we perceive them to be and that nothing is really ever in a state of stasis. Nothing is unchangeable. Opinions, circumstances, people, paths...everything is subject to how we perceive them at the time. What was once considered a priority at one junction in our paths could very well become the things we toss aside to move forward  when we reach a  fork in our road  just as the things that were unimportant at one time  become the foundations of our new ideals and become the very things that motivate us, move us or soothe us during a future phase of our lives. Everything changes depending on all these different factors. Amazing. I hope you all find new things to love in things you have had forever and I also hope you learn to let go of the things that only clutter your future without adding to the bliss of it. I know that I am trying to do just that right now.
Namaste....be blessed