tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12009448848500359812024-03-05T19:54:05.618-08:00LunasMagikLuna P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01283585124447110970noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200944884850035981.post-67417933536040337012012-04-11T18:15:00.011-07:002012-04-12T07:01:11.516-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhPVCKMOt3T6NgIrxAqs_nxFFsqpesVhEK4la-Y7sHuP4izvyOZwmDHERy2nKVshsz13fcBQ5KRwywYBVKhaEU0fnuQeeGH0bjDRuQLrSkMalrg2o0PAwK4UHbD_FgNIwXEtoCjvJgJ78/s1600/tarot_Justice.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhPVCKMOt3T6NgIrxAqs_nxFFsqpesVhEK4la-Y7sHuP4izvyOZwmDHERy2nKVshsz13fcBQ5KRwywYBVKhaEU0fnuQeeGH0bjDRuQLrSkMalrg2o0PAwK4UHbD_FgNIwXEtoCjvJgJ78/s320/tarot_Justice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5730514000922944290" border="0" /></a><br /><style>@font-face { font-family: "Cambria"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }</style> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b style=""><span style="font-size:16pt;">Why I Believe It’s Time For </span></b><b style=""><span style="font-size:18pt;">ALL </span></b><b style=""><span style="font-size:16pt;">of Us To Start Working With Ancestors.</span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">By Luna Pantera</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Greetings.<span style=""> </span>I have been working on this essay/blog for several months.<span style=""> </span>I wanted to wait until the anger subsided, and if I waited for that I would never get this piece written! Once again I received not only inspiration, but also strength from Crystal Blanton, who I’ve only recently gotten to know from working with her on her anthology “Shades of Faith:<span style=""> </span>Minority Voices in Paganism” where I contributed a poem.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">I was originally going to entitle this piece, “Why I Believe It’s Time for My White Brothers and Sister to start working with Their Ancestors,” and I realized it wasn’t just White people who needed that juju!</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">I first got the message that we needed to work with Ancestors as community magik after 911.<span style=""> </span>I was a member of a community whose Elders put a call out on the morning of 911 for those of us who felt lost, alone, and disempowered to come together to do some magic.<span style=""> </span>We met and tranced down to talk and help guide some of the dead across.<span style=""> </span>This proved to be a very powerful and very draining process.<span style=""> </span>The message I got after “coming back” was it was time to start working magic in union with the Allies who had been waiting for our “awakening” to work with us.<span style=""> </span>This included the Fey, the Ancestors and the Deities we all worked with.<span style=""> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">I had already started doing Ancestors work on my own.<span style=""> </span>Of course each tradition has their own way of working with the Ancestors, and in my family if you are open they just tap you on the shoulder and say, “What took you so long?” literally!<span style=""> </span>I had been going through a very heated custody battle with my ex husband.<span style=""> </span>I felt beaten down, and alone.<span style=""> </span>I was lying in bed one night unable to sleep, and just sat up, grounded and just started talking to Spirit.<span style=""> </span>I broke down and started crying saying I felt weak, helpless, alone and broken.<span style=""> </span>I knew there was strength in my blood line and that the women in it didn’t give up, we always found a way to make it through the worst of times.<span style=""> </span>I asked someone to come to me to remind me of the strength in the blood that ran through my veins.<span style=""> </span>I asked that they come to me to remind me that I was their daughter!<span style=""> </span>By this time the tears where flowing and the passion and the need was deep! All of a sudden I felt someone sit on my bed.<span style=""> </span>I need to point out at the time I was totally alone in the house and the bedroom was pitch black.<span style=""> </span>I took in my breath and didn’t move a muscle.<span style=""> </span>I felt something grab my foot and give it a gentle put firm squeeze!<span style=""> </span>I closed my eyes and willed my heart not to jump out of my chest!<span style=""> </span>I thank the Spirit that came to me, and I politely ask the Spirit to give me a moment or two to take in this amazing and powerful manifestation!<span style=""> </span>I felt the Spirit leave and realized once again….Magik is real!!!<span style=""> </span>A few weeks later my mother gave me a ring that she had come across as she was cleaning up.<span style=""> </span>It was a ring that had belong to my Great, Great, Grandmother Celina St. John.<span style=""> </span>The ring was gold with the middle initial of C, and as “magik” would have it my birth name is Clothilda so the initial matched.<span style=""> </span>The ring also has a leopard motif with claw marks, Pantera/Panther, which is my magikal name.<span style=""> </span>The significance of this would come later.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Celina was a Vodun Priestess in Louisiana.<span style=""> </span>Now I’m not sure if she would have referred to herself as such, but she was the one that people came to for herbs/healing bath salts etc.<span style=""> </span>She was also the “protector” of the family, and heaven help those who caused harm to her “people.”<span style=""> </span>Through working with Celina I learned about magik, deep magik.<span style=""> </span>I learned how to call in Spirit, how to manifest and make things happen with just thought.<span style=""> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">As my magik became stronger, and more importantly as I became more comfortable with it, my dreams became more intense.<span style=""> </span>I started to feel a sense of urgency.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">A few of us who had been at witch camp that year upon returning to the “real world” started have apocalyptic/prophetic dreams, and two months later 911 happen.<span style=""> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">One of the messages that has become a common thread for those of us who do “deep magik” is that the era of “play” is done.<span style=""> </span>Now we need to heal and come together for the “times ahead.”</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Now coming together and working for the transformation of all that we know; it should be easy right?<span style=""> </span>Not so much!<span style=""> </span>We have never been more fragmented as we are today.<span style=""> </span>And this is actually a good thing!<span style=""> </span>I believe we have been “faking it” for sometime.<span style=""> </span><b style="">All of us!</b><span style=""> </span>I think it’s very interesting as I write this we have:<span style=""> </span>Mars, Saturn, and Pluto all retrograde.<span style=""> </span>We are also waiting for what George Zimmerman will be charged with.<span style=""> </span>The magikal community has been divided on the issue of gender, and the country on the issue of race.<span style=""> </span>The poor are becoming the majority and the rich have convinced some of us that it’s our fault we’re poor.<span style=""> </span>Women, Poor, and of course People of Color are under attack.<span style=""> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Have you ever watched rats in a barrel?<span style=""> </span>Yes, I’m sure you’ve heard the term, but have you ever watch how they behave?<span style=""> </span>I have.<span style=""> </span>You see when rats are in a barrel and being poked by a stick until they bleed, they eventually stop attacking the stick and start attacking each other.<span style=""> </span>Guess what y'all we are those rats in the barrel! </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">The thing about it is I’m not sure if I agree with some of the sentiments I’ve seen on line and in the news.<span style=""> </span>I don’t believe the intense exposure of the Trayvon Martin case has “stirred up racial tension.”<span style=""> </span>Point of information…my lovelies this country has never known a time <b style=""><i style="">free</i></b> of racial tension since the first person of European descendant sent foot on this land!<span style=""> </span>There is this feeling among White people if all the People of Color are quiet and not complaining everything is cool.<span style=""> </span>Actually it just doesn’t manifest itself where it can be seen all that clearly.<span style=""> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">High Blood Pressure among Blacks is the highest of all racial groups:<span style=""> </span>43% among Men and 47% among Women.<span style=""> </span>The next closes group was Mexican Americans 27.8% among Men and 28.7% among Women.<span style=""> </span>When you are constantly having to swallow your anger, frustration, shame, and all the while trying not to offend people it builds up inside of you and eventually eats away at your very soul and kills you.! <span style=""> </span>Blacks once again have a high rate of death in regarding to heart disease with 24.4% and they are not the highest group to fall prey to this problem, that honor is saved for Whites which have a 25% statistic!<b style=""><i style=""><span style=""> </span>These statistics are from the CDC (Center for Disease Control and Prevention).</i></b><span style=""> </span>So, it looks like White folks suffer too!<span style=""> </span>It’s hard “pretending” not to see the pain, anguish, suffering, and yes hatred from another group directed towards you and not take it personally, consciously or not.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">So here we are.<span style=""> </span>Two groups who have so much to lost if they don’t come together and who deep down in their DNA don’t truly trust each other.<span style=""> </span>Now I’m not going to get into the history of that.<span style=""> </span>There are books, websites; hell even friends can fill you in on “our joined history.”<span style=""> </span>Let’s put it this way, we have a hell of a way to go, and not much time to do it!<span style=""> </span>Hence, where the Ancestors come in.<span style=""> </span>First off as mentioned earlier we got a lot going on energetically.<span style=""> </span>Things are moving and coming up.<span style=""> </span>We need to look deep inside ourselves, I’m talking <b style=""><i style="">“shadow work”</i></b> here, and really be honest with ourselves, our true feelings, and where those thoughts, feelings and believes come from.<span style=""> </span>What do we really believe to be true, and what do we not question because it would stir the cauldron of our essence, our core of what we have been conditioned to accept?</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">While reconnected with my family in Louisiana I found out some deep and disturbing things.<span style=""> </span>The core of it lies in the work that I have taken on, and my own healing.<span style=""> </span>Let’s just say there is a history of abuse that runs long and deep in my family tree.<span style=""> </span>My Guides told me that it is up to me to work and heal the cancer on my tree.<span style=""> </span>Remember that ring:<span style=""> </span>Birth name combined with Magikal name?<span style=""> </span>Spirit told me that the work I do on this plane, in this generation would reverberate back to heal the roots all they way to those who made it across the middle passage and became slaves in a strange land.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">I can not recall all the times I have heard from White Pagans….”Oh, I would never work or give reverence to my Ancestors.<span style=""> </span>They were”…<i style="">fill in the blank</i>.<span style=""> </span>Newsflash!<span style=""> </span>Your Ancestors were not all:<span style=""> </span>cattle thieves, rapists, slave traders/owners/overseers, etc.<span style=""> </span>You had Ancestors who sold the herbs, who were the Wisewomen/Alchemists/Healers. <b style=""><span style=""> </span>WE</b> are Witches/Shamans/Healers, and <b style="">WE</b> are the ones <b style="">WE</b>/<b style="">THEY</b>’ve been waiting for!<span style=""> </span>All of our Ancestors are still in chains…yes even your white ones!<span style=""> </span>They are stuck in their hate, fear, loathing and a lot of that has been turn inward which means you carry it in your DNA.<span style=""> </span>Yes, my sisters and brothers you are not immune nor am I.<span style=""> </span>I find myself at that place of deep anger, hatred and wanting to lash out, <b style="">and</b> because of my magik and my connection to those who have gone before me I can find compassion and patience.<span style=""> </span>And that patience only goes so far!<span style=""> </span>The time is now…start healing yourselves and then work out to heal your bloodline.<span style=""> </span>Once you start you will find you’re not alone.<span style=""> </span>Those Wisewomen/Alchemists/Healers in your line will rise up to help you!<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Would you take refuge under a tree with no roots in a windstorm? The "storm/winds of change" is coming and it's are going to be massive!<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">We can do this…We will do this.<span style=""> </span>The alternative is much more terrifying!!!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Blessings on all our healing of our family line and ourselves!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"><br /></span></p>Luna P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01283585124447110970noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200944884850035981.post-86205645387592791482012-01-24T13:30:00.000-08:002012-01-24T13:58:40.931-08:00Acceptance<span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span> <style>@font-face { font-family: "Cambria"; }@font-face { font-family: "Georgia"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }</style> <style>@font-face { font-family: "Cambria"; }@font-face { font-family: "Georgia"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }</style> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span> <style>@font-face { font-family: "Cambria"; }@font-face { font-family: "Georgia"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }</style> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;">“<i style="">Goddess grant me the wisdom to accept what I cannot change…”</i> I have found this prayer to be very challenging in my own life.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""></span>Having five planets in fire with three of them being in Leo, acceptance has not always come easily for me.<span style=""> </span>Everything is supposed to “bend under my will,” and those things that will not bend will be met with “brute force.”</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""></span>The hardest lesson I’ve learned is that acceptance is not “giving up,” it is surrendering to a Power, a Force greater than your conscience self.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""></span>A lot of us are conditioned to fight and never give up.<span style=""> </span>There’re even state mottos on this:</span></p> <p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;">Massachusetts</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"> – “By the sword we seek peace, but peace only under liberty.”</span></p> <p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;">New Hampshire </span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;">– “Live Free or Die”</span></p> <p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;">Mississippi</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"> – “By Valor and Arms”</span></p> <p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""></span>In truth not only is it in our own best interest at times that we surrender to Spirit or our own Higher Self, sometimes the decision to do so is taken out of our hands, as illustrated in the Eight of Swords:<span style=""> </span></span></p> <p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <style>@font-face { font-family: "Cambria"; }@font-face { font-family: "Georgia"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }</style> <style>@font-face { font-family: "Cambria"; }@font-face { font-family: "Georgia"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }</style> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDcLmwQTRVuEfzUrWxpR4EYOmaxGTa0eSlEGE1rrYCtWl7pKTngytU4faAgnFL0Nn2FV_JlzcMan5y2vftX3keiJsqQ_odhQMoxYu100A5d1XHrvStcnykWjbruGdCrZOczGvVZT5XLNo/s1600/EightOfSwords.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 186px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDcLmwQTRVuEfzUrWxpR4EYOmaxGTa0eSlEGE1rrYCtWl7pKTngytU4faAgnFL0Nn2FV_JlzcMan5y2vftX3keiJsqQ_odhQMoxYu100A5d1XHrvStcnykWjbruGdCrZOczGvVZT5XLNo/s320/EightOfSwords.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701316314966493986" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;">The hardest thing is to be put in a situation of a known fear and dangerous, and be told, sometimes “forced” to stay put and do nothing and “trust all will be well.”</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""> <br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""> </span>In “Ground Hog Day,” the main character, Phil Conner, is forced to play out the same scenario over and over again until “he gets the lesson accessible to him.”</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""></span>How many times do we find ourselves in the same situation of discomfort over and over again like our friend Phil?<span style=""> </span>Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could come out of the “<i style="">why me?</i>” rant and perhaps turn it into the “<i style="">why me!!!</i>” <span style=""> </span>What do <b style="">I</b> need to learn here?<span style=""> </span>What am <b style="">I </b>holding onto that it’s time to let go of?</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""> <br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""></span>So many times we get stuck in a rut that slowly and surely whittles away at our soul.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""> <br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""></span>We all know the story of the man who night after night went down the same darken street, and night after night fell into the same open manhole.<span style=""> </span>External Spirit and internal Higher Spirit will put up a barricade and “invites” us to examine the other roads we have yet to discover.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""> </span><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;">By opening up our minds and releasing the “victim paradigm” we can regain a measure of control in our lives.<span style=""> </span>When we open up our minds to the lesson(s) to be learned we can move forward empowered with additional tools we can use on future journeys.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Georgia;">And So It IS!!!</span></p> <br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span>Luna P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01283585124447110970noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1200944884850035981.post-90265566683577095292012-01-23T17:27:00.000-08:002012-01-24T14:36:56.204-08:00Truth<style>@font-face { font-family: "Cambria"; }@font-face { font-family: "Georgia"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }</style> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:18pt;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >Truth can e</span><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >mpower, destroy, rebuild, and give birth.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >We sometimes feel “justif</span><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >ied” to invoke truth in the world and in the lives of others.<span style=""> </span>What we sometimes forget is that truth can be similar to a fishing line that we cast out.<span style=""> </span>Eventually, when it “takes” truth pulls us in whether we’re prepared or not.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >When the pull occurs, if we’re not prepared and fir</span><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >mly grounded in our own “truth”, it can cause us to stumble, fall and we can find ourselves dragged through the murky waters of our own deception, lies, projections and fear of what “truth” really means.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >It is wise to hold up the “beacon o</span><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >f truth” in our o</span><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >wn lives, as the Hermit does,</span><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" > to illumi</span><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >nate our own shadows.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style=""><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFt69tD9pG7vxEOdRAVBUSC0HCoVeAY2-h0V2w3BBXfVnqGj811p6k87rLhfpDXJKvO9IFsIRjVK_QCjuH7OW4akNfOIu-l1UA8MgZeXRHH7BKRFg3t6Ke2cLqJqn48jklOsnlojnQujk/s1600/9-Hermit.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFt69tD9pG7vxEOdRAVBUSC0HCoVeAY2-h0V2w3BBXfVnqGj811p6k87rLhfpDXJKvO9IFsIRjVK_QCjuH7OW4akNfOIu-l1UA8MgZeXRHH7BKRFg3t6Ke2cLqJqn48jklOsnlojnQujk/s200/9-Hermit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701323652724777154" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style=""><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style=""> </span>You know, those nooks and crannieswhere falsehoods can take root and grow like wild seeds.<span style=""> </span>Sometimes this can occur without any conscience assistance from us.<span style=""> </span>These seeds, which eventually grown into weeds, are nourished by </span><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >our own inadequacies, terror, and walls that we put up to keep the light of truth from destroying the weeds that have taken hold.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >When this happens we must allow our Higher Self to become the force that guides the Sword of Truth, and trust it to cut away those weeds they have taken control of our soul.<span style=""> </span>Illustrated by the Ace of Swords.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimkmM_wj3RnQqA494rFk6P3YVBVLDFK8eeA1fb_G76BDBhfaPO94NUfMnoEk42SpIYXp-QJgfjB8zi8cqF7m_C7ZcjaBv5fL_EmNvAyDChRDpK4TIvObYxtYzRkosA6Di0ZDJICde1Poc/s1600/swords01l.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimkmM_wj3RnQqA494rFk6P3YVBVLDFK8eeA1fb_G76BDBhfaPO94NUfMnoEk42SpIYXp-QJgfjB8zi8cqF7m_C7ZcjaBv5fL_EmNvAyDChRDpK4TIvObYxtYzRkosA6Di0ZDJICde1Poc/s200/swords01l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701325971115883650" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >By doing so we can truly and freely clear and till the soil of our souls to allow our passion, desire, creativity, and zest for life to come through.<span style=""> </span>Truth can fill the void enhancing not only our own lives, but also the lives of all those that come in contact with us.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >We become the seed that germinates others.<span style=""> </span>These seeds naturally and organically activate the primal thirst and lust for truth in those around us.<span style=""> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >We become the change we wish to see in the world.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" > </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >And So It Is!!!</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:18pt;" > </span></p>Luna P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01283585124447110970noreply@blogger.com0