witchscauldron: (celtpent)
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More restless sleep last night. I dreamt I was in a huge forest, mossy and falling leaves. A mist rolled in, thick and white overhead, and then a storm began. The trees began falling over in the wind. I was with a group of 3 other people - as we left the forest, we walked along a beach, and I was collecting fist-sized chunks of crystal in the sand. I kept having fleeting visions of a small witchy cottage in the forest, rich blue twilight and a circle with a lintel. Second night in a row I've been collecting crystal. Odd.

Of course, then I had a dream about my mother driving a Ptbo. city bus towards Jackson Park and dropping off children. I am not sure my dreams are a reliable thing. O_o Mom is coming to visit me on Friday, hopefully. I like it when people come to visit. I'm going to buy some herbs when she's here, I think.

It's hot; going to be one of those hot miserable days of Summer from which I hermit myself. I have things to do, but somehow none of them (aside from my banking) seem terribly urgent. Especially shaving my legs - A necessary evil, but ~*UGH*~ how I loathe it. :\

I wish we would get rain again. It's that time of the year where the world begins to dry up completely...if my birthday were a full moon, I might appreciate that. There is something lovely about the moon after Lughnassadh, full and golden rising over toasted fields and rusty-green leaves ready to change pigment. If it were my birthday, maybe then I would love it...but my birthday is seldom on a full moon. Close, though - it is a waning moon this year. Perhaps it will still be beautiful, even if I have to stay up very late to see it. And if you're curious, go check your own birthday. :p http://www.googol.com/moon/

One day you’ll walk the world
and keep in mind
The heart you’ve been given
in winter time
And through the bitter cold,
with opened eyes
You’ll find the strength to fight
and stand upright