She will pass through

It is a drizzly warm rain that rolls down the window panes.  The powerful pines stand tall outside our simple golden and elegant studio space.  Smoke from the sacred sage swirls about preparing to welcome the priestess.

She finds her magick as she moves about the space behind a blind-fold.   Her inner life

comes alive.  "I didn't even know my body could move like this!" she proclaims.   On 

her journey, she enters the cave, going deeper and deeper, unafraid.    "I want to go there!"  It feels harsh for her to remove the veil, to open her  eyes to this world.  She would prefer to stay there longer.

It is not the wide-open expanses that mean so much to her today, but the deep dark crevasses.  She is low to the Earth and digging in the corners.  She will pass through.

I am there simply witnessing, holding, blessing this exploration.  Celebrating this 

journey. 

Sarah Priestess

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Mahone Bay, Nova Scotia