Aug. 1st, 2005 01:39 pm
witchscauldron: (seeking)
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I keep dreaming of crows in winter, picking blood off the snow.

This was a good weekend. Lughnassadh was celebrated with a fine feast, and for once the damn candles at the quarters stayed lit for me. There was a lot of conversation, not a lot of need to move around much, and I did get some beading done. It was all around very comfortable.

I am, however, not sleeping well. This is unfortunate, and I hope that this changes before this weekend coming, since it is likely to be much more insane and far less laid-back. People will be arriving from Michigan all week, and there's lots of things to be done to get ready for our Isis Invocation. I really don't want to go into the ritual space at less than 100%.

Ah well.
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