Merry meet.

Today’s-full moon in Cancer has kept me awake the better part of the last two nights, and it will probably do the same again tonight. Cancer rules the home and family. It’s the home half – my skoolie – that has my emotions flaring. The week has gone by with little progress toward getting out of here, while the price has more than tripled. That triggered a whomp of stress that I choked on a few times while processing. At first I thought my journaling would take me back to work with my dark side and fear, but rather, I found myself comforted. I wrote about how for every time I’ve walked off a cliff chasing a dream, I’ve never gone splat; that I most need to do what I most resist doing; and when it comes to regrets, it’s usually been not for the things I’ve done, but rather for the things I did not do. I knew my mechanical ignorance could be costly. I also know I have to trust in the universe, the best in people, and my pendulum, all which point me in the direction of the upgrade … so in the U.S. Naval tradition (I was born on a sub base after all), it’s “damn the torpedos, full speed ahead.” Now, to trust my ability to manifest what I need and to know that if I am getting ripped off, Karma will take care of it.

Not being able to move for five days has seem items accumulate on the bench, the counter and the altar. I’ve had time to finish writing a spell and set it in motion, prepare a mojo bag to help someone’s focus and self-confidence, and do some candle magick for healing. I’m about to spend the weekend watching clouds and reading two books to review for PaganPages.org. 

As I wrote this, I was watching the moon rise. Soon I will be do the full moon meditation guided by Stephanie Briggs from http://www.HeartBlossom,com . 

May this find you filled with joy and magic. Merry part and merry meet again!