Outer Life Interrupts ...

I really do wish I had ben able to stay home and ground today. Yesterday's revelations were so seismic that I needed more time to let them take root. But my outer life interrupted things, as it has a habit of doing.

We had our July shamanic healing circle this evening at the 'Seed. I figured everyone would be at the beach. Imagine my surprise when we had 18 people show up! Even in the summer, people clearly need healing.

Kate was away studying in the Southwest. Kelli was delivering a baby. Which left, Bug, B and myself, which was a strange team. So strange, in fact, that I had to step in and make my debut on the crystal bowls. I did fine, but dear god, my shoulder!

Story and sigil wise, I was on my "A" game. I made connections, protected the space, and managed to have B contradict me several times, as is his way. By the time it was over, it felt like the end of something, allowing for the hopeful emergence of something new.

The toughest part of the evening was having to start my Flame Shift partway into the ceremony. I literally had to watch the clock and light the Flame between bowls. Madness! The Lady was not happy. Neither was I. Moving forward, I will not book dates that conflict like this.

Now I'm home, and fed, and trying to find the thread from yesterday, from the Lighthouse, from Her. She is strangely quiet for a Shift. I guess I'm going to have to work my way back to her grace. I'll do what I must.

Good night.