Hello. I’m still here.
The blog has been quiet this year.
I’ve enjoyed the coming Spring and the arrival of May Day and have found myself on somewhat of a soul-searching journey. Mum hasn’t done well after Dad died and so much of my attention is on her I really haven’t had a chance to grieve. That time will come I’m sure and every now and then a feeling so visceral hits me and I just have to stop and breathe deeply, but there is no working through it yet.
I’ve also realised that I haven’t really found direction after the Pandemic. It’s better this year but I still find myself in a busy place and wondering if it ever happened.
I’ve heard people say that life changes forever when parents die. I can only now feel how true that is. I’m so thankful that my Pagan life has helped me to see the changing seasons every year. That Spring always follows Winter. It’s just some Winters last longer than others.
But the Sun is shining, the leaves are that fresh vibrant green that only seems to last until the Solstice, the gulls are calling and the air is fresh and warm, but not yet Summer-hot. I have an online House Concert tonight and once more I find music being my anchor. The Song that keeps me connected to the Weave and reminds me of the wonder and magic of Life.