Calling For Love on the Solstice

Like friends who remain in our heart, it’s those timely written pieces we can call upon to repost at the appropriate times. From deep in the word archives, I pull this seasonal piece that speaks to the longest day of the year, the connection we have with nature, and our desire to be loved. Although a couple of weeks away, reposting it now will be the push I need to get my blogging boots back on. Enjoy!

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Drawing from the Mother’s strength, Faylinn channeled the energy of the elements into her very being and with each breath she felt a little piece of anxiety fall away. Water: a cleanse ridding her body of impurities. Air: flooding her heart with life. Earth: grounding her despite flights of fantasy. Fire: burning with passion to consume.

She was ready. This day, long and born of promises of life anew, opened the doors to other worlds. The sun warmed her as she sat, eyes closed to the observations of the physical world, her heart open to the offerings of the earth. She felt the cool stone of the sacred bench beneath her; the air became very still as she sat within the arms of the garden. She was awash in the calming scent of lavender.

Your silence speaks loudly to me even though in the depths of my soul I know…

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