Hile, sweet chickadees!

I hope you all had a lovely Harvest Pisces Moon.

I majorly dug the vibe of healing and release. Did you feel it, too?

GOOD TIME FOR MAGICK

The magick I worked with this delicious harvest healing vibe was performed over two nights.

I began in the energy of deep, psychic Pisces and finished in bright, forward-facing Aries with this burning ritual of release+invocation by Foxy Emelie Archer Pickett of Forbidden Life.

Emelie says,

The key to this ritual is release.

You must be willing to let go of all attachment to both the bad AND the good. When you let go of expectations, then the universe is free to provide for you creatively.

Woman knows what is UP.

I performed this ritual and I loved it.

Can I tell you a magic story?

Here’s what happened.

The ritual began with tea by the sea.

(The ritual always begins with tea.)

In the sweet daytime before the rising of the Moon, Melisa and I got on the road and headed north.

We shed our shoes and frolicked in the sand and waves.

(Where better to honor the Fishy Moon than by the sea?)

Thoroughly kissed by wave, sun, and sand, we walked through dunes to the inn.

HIGH TEA

HIGH TEA

HIGH TEA

I could wax poetical for hours about the magic of sharing High Tea with a friend.

Suffice to say, we were nourished.

After tea, we sat on the grass and divined.

Miss Bri Saussy provides the most delightful divination prompts in her Lunar Letters (have you subscribed yet?!).

Melisa and I enjoy doing this lunar divination together.

And so, on the grass, we held a circle of two, pulled tiny Tarot cards from the pouch in my purse, and spoke of healing.

Satisfied with the guidance we’d received and the animal medicine we’d seen — Horse, Ground Squirrel, Deer — we hit the road back to the city.

Arrived just in time to see the golden harvest moon rise over the water, over the city, over the Bridge.

Then we parted ways, and the time for solitary ritual was come.

The ritual continues with the opening of the road.

In the dark, in the quiet, on the floor under the unbearable silver sweet of the Full Pisces Moon, I unfolded the altar-tray and spread out its indigo cloth.

Reverently I unrolled the thick orange candle from its paper wrapping. Gold glitter flecked off the candle, onto my hands, onto my lap.

I folded my legs beneath myself, beneath the Pisces Moon, and took a deep breath.

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(enter sacred space)

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The lights are out.

I strike a match and light the candle + a stick of cinnamon incense — my time-teller, my sacrifice.

[all ritual requires sacrifice]

Ganesha glimmers silently in the corner of the altar.

Oil glides onto my fingers and wrists; prayers of invocation are whispered.

The petition is already written, anointed, and folded beneath the glitter-speckled orange-gold candle.

Beneath the Pisces Moon, before the brilliant candle flame,  I sit and chant my simple charm.

I watch incense smoke spiral until the cinnamon stick winks out.

Lights out.

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(fast forward)

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The ritual completes with invocation and release.

On the next night the Moon rises in my own Sun sign of Aries.

The altar-tray is out and its indigo cloth laid.

The orange-gold candle of road opening stands in one corner of the altar.

A small cauldron of Aries incense smolders kitty-corner from its glittery pillar.

In the center, perfectly white, rests a metal bowl, firesafe, for burning.

Neat stacks of lists – of release, of invocation – are tucked into my magical ledger.

Open the book. Let’s begin.

The lists of release are burned first.

Charms spoken.

The lists of invocation are burned last.

Charms spoken.

The incense continues to smolder on its hot charcoal bed.

The key to this ritual is release.

I wash my hands, light my reading candle, and lose myself in sketchbook scribble-dreams until the Moon is no longer visible from our windows.

Sleep.

Dream.

Release.

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And you?

What do you wish to release?

What do you wish to invite into your life?

What wound is yet unhealed?

Give yourself time and space.

Dream.

Heal.

Release.

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Many thanks to Emelie for sharing the original ritual of release+invocation. She is a shaman woman of great power and poise. Thank you, Foxy!

Stay shiny and fire-safe, sweet chickadees.

xoxo