I’ve been slowly returning to working in the ADF Dedicant Path. Since almost November it’s been very difficult to pull away from the grind of “wake up, go to work, go to sleep.” My work with websites has been taking up nearly all of my time. Gods I sound like such a loser making up all these excuses…but I suppose life happens and part of the training experience is taking back that time we seem to treat so lightly.
Near the end of January I returned to lighting a candle and incense and pouring water into my well at my altar in the mornings and at night. I get some meditation time in during yoga but have yet to get a chance to sit down at home.
I missed Winter Solstice and Imbolc has been my first holiday. A friend asked if we wouldn’t mind hosting a ritual at our place and so we did. For the first time basically ever I was not involved in the leadership aspect of a circle and it was interesting. K did a lovely job, it was short but it was still nice to share a meal with folk.
So I start again…once again…ever again….always once more. Brighid accept me. Epona accept me. Spirits accept me as I follow once more the song of the old ones, the ancient past time.