I love Wednesdays.
The patron god of Friday is Venus…its love day. One would think that would be my favorite, but it isn’t.
I love all day every day. I am love.
I was born on a Tuesday and have yet to receive my boon of grace. I still stumble but I am learning to make it part of the dance.
Mercury rules on Wednesdays. Mercury is my father planet and god. In my birth chart I was born whilst Mercury was positioned in the constellation of Gemini. Double up on my quicksilver tongue. Communication is key.
There is a block and a lock on my life.
I know it, I can feel it and by acknowledging it, its power is weakening. I can feel that too.
Communication.
The key.
Lord hear our prayer.
I brag about having a telephone to the gods. Sometimes I do. The god’s are tricksy things, mine are anyways. They are fallible and that is okay by me. I don’t believe in perfection, but I know it gets better than this.
Focus.
My Guru, who is among my direct lines said this to me… It’s a world of upright donkeys and you have taken a few hits, to be sure…You bruise most elegantly…and when they fade…nothing but dazzling contour remains…Chin up, Z-Belle… The shape-shifting will reveal all.
That is what I am waiting for, a shift. I can feel it coming like my bones know when it’s going to rain. But the land is so parched right now. Dry, barren, seedlings under the surface poised to push through the dirt and bloom. Spring is coming.
Today I pray.
I sent smoke signals up into the sky announcing my intentions.
I sprinkle holy water on my bed to start over. Baptisms.
Sage until the demons leave.
Draw runes on my door and salt the thresholds to keep out those with bad intentions.
Keep us safe in this house.
By the pricking of my thumbs, something lovely this way comes.
Salt circles, blood and holy water.
I know it gets better than this, show me how.
Whatever mischief has been done to me, let it be managed.
I’m capable of creating my own.
God our Father, your gift of water brings life and freshness to the earth; it washes away our sins and brings us eternal life. We ask you now to bless this water, and to give us your protection on this day which you have made your own. Renew the living spring of your life within us and protect us in spirit and body that we may be free to sin and come into your presence to receive your gift of salvation.
Also…
If we are to heal, let it be glorious. (Beyoncé)
With a grateful heart let the gates be opened.
Let the rains come.
Lord hear our prayer.
