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cedar_groveIt is a miracle:
in the heavens is the sun,
in her chamber the sun,
in the heavens the moon,
in her chamber the moon.
In the heavens the stars,
in their chambers the stars,
in the heavens the dawn,
in her chamber the dawn,
and all the beauty beneath the skies.
--Fifteenth century Russian folksong
Do not wait to notice her presence. Begin with the dawn, and notice her power throughout this day - this precious, ordinary and amazing day.
I have a routine on the weekdays... one that begins with a morning Orison... a simple statement of welcoming in the day - the powers and the Universe. At 6:15am it's usually still dark enough to need a light to see in order to do anything of note, but light enough to not be black as pitch... and by the time I leave the house, though not full daylight, the day has begun in earnest. Hail to these, Bright Sun, King of the Morning. Hail to these all light and life - Hail glorious Universe of which I am but a small but burning spark. Hail to thee new day. It's not always words - though some mornings I do feel the need to speak the words aloud - those, or some variation on them. Some mornings it is just a thought - a feeling... or a moment of standing in the room as the light grows. Just so long as it is some recognition of 'Beginning' a new day.
I see the goddess in the day, certainly, but for me the sun is a masculine energy - its light and heat a male thing. I suppose that's the way I've always felt it, and certainly the way I was 'taught' as a Wiccan. North (Earth), and South (Sun/Fire) as male influences... East (Air) and West (Water/moon) Female. Just one of those things I suppose, so - it's strange to me to be considering the sun as feminine... as goddess and not god. A deviation, but in all things it always helps to have a fresh perspective.
A fresh perspective was definitely what I needed in respect of the way I was feeling about a situation at work. I was feeling trapped, with no place to go to address the problem. Talking to Mir last night, she helped me more than she can imagine by suggesting a simple solution or way forward. The suggestion empowered me in a situation where I was feeling powerless, and as such gave me the energy to face the new day as I went in to work. Where I had been miserable and grumpy I was able to remain calm, and to enjoy my time with the children. Even managed a meeting with the person that has been causing the upset without feeling defensive. It was good. Mir always manages to help me like this. What can I say - My Guy!
She helps me in other ways too - new day, new perspective... and old ones too, reminders, like the sunset at the end of the day that are a reflection of all that was the sunrise, like the day's memory and promise all rolled into one. Through her suggesting I should sign up for the readathing, I have remember how much I love reading, and even though today is the last day of the readathing - I will, for myself, make sure I read for at least one, maybe 2 hours each day. Perhaps not all in one chunk, but at least remembering to pick up the kindle and read every opportunity I get. It is one part of me that has been missing, and finding it again is a great comfort to me. The miracle of those few, quite moments spent with just me and my guided imagination.
