She leaned forward, her fingertips brushing little circles on the back of my hand and said, “Sweetie, what you are saying was true once, perhaps, but I really think you have no idea of how much control I have developed over you since we have been together. It is important that you understand, and accept, how completely you have surrendered your will to me.
Shaking my head in an attempt to clear my thoughts, I saw that she was holding an urn with both her hands and began to dip it into the water revealing its pouting spout. My goodness, I was heading straight for the urn along with the other water being sucked into it. Within seconds all I could see was the lips of the spout and then I felt myself slither into it.
The gardens are blooming, and summer is in full swing. Fire up the barbeque, turn on the sprinkler, and enjoy the celebrations of Midsummer! Also called Litha, this summer solstice Sabbat honors the longest day of the year. Take advantage of the extra hours of daylight and spend as much time as you can outdoors!
I have chosen to remain solitary because I crave the isolation from all of the noise. In doing so, I am labeled by some as anti-social. That is simply untrue. It is a choice. Because I am now also eclectic and not of one specific tradition, I am again labeled, even by my own peers. All these choices I make for myself and no one else. These are my choices. This is my path.