Boxes, boxes everywhere...
Some of these boxes contain mysteries. Some of them contain memories that I've fondly (and some at the same time, sadly) looked back over and enjoyed remembering, mostly brought on by pictures of time and people gone by. It's kinda like Yule and Samhain all in one giant Moving Fest
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When we moved from our apartment to this nice big old house, I was kinda sad that we were leaving a nice climbing tree for the kids, the lovely Miss Maple. But then we found huge Mr. Maple here at our new place, and he's just a delight! We made sure the kids climbed up into Miss Maple one last time to give her a hug and thank her for allowing them to play in her sweeping arms, and all is well.
I'm glad to hear I'm not the only one that does some last minute weeding and begins the harvest at this time of year. Much magick to learn, indeed!
And I still have that hankering to make it out to your cairns... I wish I could have made it that one day, but it wasn't to be... we'll try again, yes?
~ Siobhan
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~ Siobhan
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Life is ever-changing. Remembering to forgive one's Self to continue moving forward is hard. Wondering about folks who once plumbed the very depths of your heart is bittersweet. Learning from the past and using those lessons to steer into beautiful waters IS wisdom... and enjoying what is NOW is sweet. So, in the end, yes... life is sweet.
You be good to you, too. Through gentleness, sweetness is found!
~ Siobhan
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