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Though I love the mornin’ and wakin’ up to a new day, with new adventures and possibilities, that I go about my daily rituals wi’ a smile on my face, but it’s the evenin’s that I have come to love. How the sounds change outside, to the dark shadows the trees play off of one another. It bein’ fall, the air is so crisp, you can feel it. Its clean, cool breathiness exudes such energy, it's as if, I’ve been reborn again. The most exhilaratin’ experience. Therefore, it is at this time of day that I say my daily blessin’. Thank the Goddess for everythin’ she has given me.
Wi’ my sage and sweetgrass bundles and matches, I head out to the middle of the yard, under the darkened canopy and stars. I light them, one in each hand, and move them through the air, above my head, makin’ the sigil of t
