Mabon is nearly here. Just a few more moons and she will be upon us. By the time Mabon is upon myself I better have my electric bill payed, but that is only apart of the world in which one foot resides. I've seemed to neglect my spiritual path that I was once traversing, or not so much neglected as paused to take in the beauty of where I was. It seems that with the wintery wind coming from the west I must continue on that path. The tarot has awakened this desire for me and while I don't ascribe to one practice per se, it's by following nature's cycles that I feel most connected or as my partner would say "aligned."
The autumnal equinox that I speak of is Mabon and with it we can celebrate the bountiful harvests we've had this past season and start preparing for the reflective and hibernating winter that is ever so slightly wispering his arrival. It is time for my cernunnos to intertwine with the princess of the pentacles.
yaho
The autumnal equinox that I speak of is Mabon and with it we can celebrate the bountiful harvests we've had this past season and start preparing for the reflective and hibernating winter that is ever so slightly wispering his arrival. It is time for my cernunnos to intertwine with the princess of the pentacles.
yaho
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