Nov. 18th, 2002

bells.

Nov. 18th, 2002 01:07 pm
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The phone keeps ringing, but I don't hear it. I've turned one off, the other is almost silent. I could answer it. I know it's Jason. Insistent. Wants to know if I'm fine. Whatever. I want to be alone today. I only have two hours of alone left. I want it in peace.

Merfle is giving me seven-tined antlers. I am in awe of this gift. It is precious...all autumn I have drawn myself closer to the Horned One...it seems fitting to give him such a noble offering.

I hear echoes of a voice in my head sometimes...not one I normally hear. Male...older. I wonder if it is Odin - my dual nature as wolf and raven seems it would appeal to him. I don't know. I hear so many things now. I just want to shut them all off.

Yule comes. Sometimes I don't feel much like Yule at all. This year I want it. Just Yule tho - no commercial gaudy Christmas nonsense. I want to celebrate Yule with a group. I want to be part of something. It seems sad and lonely to celebrate the birth of the Sun King alone. :\ Or maybe it's just me that's sad and lonely in my faith.

No matter. I don't mind. No minding the matter - it don't matter if I don't mind.

I hear bells chiming in my head...tiny bells...I wonder where my Tuatha wander. Maybe I should follow.

-m.
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

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