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stevenpiziks) wrote2020-11-01 02:22 pm
stevenpiziks) wrote2020-11-01 02:22 pm
Samhain, 2020
Samhain was low-key this year. I didn't have the energy for anything huge, and anyway, I'm the sole Witch in the house these days.
I went down to the lake just after sunset, and the full moon was rising over the trees. Deer watched me from the cover of the woods, whuffing their nervousness at my presence. I performed a ritual. Samhain is a time for banishing, and there was a lot of that to do.
I don't have a full outdoor altar anymore, but I had appropriated a corner of the balcony for my outdoor statuary and ritual objects. Just before midnight, I brought them inside, as I do every year, and put them under the altar in the living room. I lit candles, sent the God on his way, and dealt out Tarot cards to see what the coming year is going to be like. In a word? Chaotic.
Fall has ended, and Winter begins.
I went down to the lake just after sunset, and the full moon was rising over the trees. Deer watched me from the cover of the woods, whuffing their nervousness at my presence. I performed a ritual. Samhain is a time for banishing, and there was a lot of that to do.
I don't have a full outdoor altar anymore, but I had appropriated a corner of the balcony for my outdoor statuary and ritual objects. Just before midnight, I brought them inside, as I do every year, and put them under the altar in the living room. I lit candles, sent the God on his way, and dealt out Tarot cards to see what the coming year is going to be like. In a word? Chaotic.
Fall has ended, and Winter begins.