Lend me your mind for a minute or two; surely in those mere moments, there is little I can do. Simply listen to my words, follow my voice; you will soon be aware that you have little choice. But perhaps you will push back and try to resist. I must tell you, I’m determined … and I will persist.
You come to me seeking escape … then escape you shall; to some place beyond time – outside your own rationale. Follow my lead, I will guide you henceforth; lowering your inhibitions to reveal your True North.
Once inside of your mind, I will spin a web of dreams; your reality blurs, all is not as it seems. Smells are more fragrant, colors are brighter; foods more savory and your mood is lighter.
‘Has this witch played some trick on me?’, you ponder. “Don’t struggle, my darling. Be calm, quiet; be still. No worries, fears or troubles – I will never take … your free will.
© Lady Inamorata
By Imbolc, the days have become noticeably longer since midwinter’s darkness as the sun continues to mature in the sky. The young earth is becoming fertile and the young sun begins to show signs of his virility. Seeds that have lain dormant in the earth will soon sprout. Life is becoming more active as the cold winter fades away.
By sharing a smile, I am not about to make a difference in the plague that has so many spewing hate, but I do it. I do not believe in organized religion, so I practice as a solitary and on the full moons with peacefires. The celebrated calendar is not my new year but I’m not offended by the majority watching (and shouting during) fireworks. I do find myself eating pork, mashed potatoes and sauerkraut new years day. In fact, I insist on it.