when the ritual calls

I felt called to sit in ritual today.

I began with making an altar. I poured a ring of salt around it, and some herbs. Each with intention.

The candle was black.

Protection.

I lit the candle at 3:33.

Even though it felt very Root based, the Heart energy was very prominent too.

My hapé has a home on my Isis altar. I felt called to sit with this grandfather medicine, while watching the candle burn.

As soon as I partook, I felt my energy shoot deep into the earth. My Root connecting to the heart of Pachamama.

But while my body felt grounded, my head felt light.

I began breathing deeply, releasing my exhale with lion’s breath — my tongue extended, emptying my lungs, my mouth. I felt high, like I was floating, like I was outside of my body.

My cat/familiar, Orpheus, began meowing at me, each time I exhaled. He walked in three circles around where I sat, then went to a shelf where some of my crystals stand. He knocked off a pink tourmaline (a stone of feminine energy, a Heart chakra stone, which also provides protection during spiritual work). I held it to my heart. He came and sat in my lap, now purring loudly. His weight grounded me even more and I allowed the hapé to guide me.

I grabbed a card deck that I use often. One of gods, goddesses and guardians. I shuffled once and the card bearing Aditi came forward for me. The Hindu goddess whose name means “limitless”.

She is said to embody the vastness of the universe, the sky, and eternal feminine principle.

I laid on the floor, with the pink tourmaline on my chest. I began humming, the vibration making my teeth chatter and my Throat activated.

Orpheus sat on my womb space, and then decided to lay next to me. He held space for me to continue experiencing the groundedness of the hapé, as I welcomed Aditi’s presence.

I felt my breath begin to calm, my body sinking deeper into the floor that held me. Orpheus laid his head on my abalone shell filled with sage and Palo Santo, his paw resting on the Aditi card.

After a while, I opened a Signs & Symbols book and it fell to the page about shooting stars, comets, clouds, lightning…

Orpheus sat on the page, his paw pointing to “Halley’s Comet” — one that is seen every 75 years. It reminded me of Hale-Bopp… a comet I remember seeing the night of my 2nd solar return.

My Mama bundled me up in a little pink jacket and held me on the front porch. “Watch the sky,” she said. I remember being tired and knowing it was well past my bedtime. But she kept pointing to the sky.

“Watch!”

Seeing that blazing streak across the night canvas is something my two-year old brain found incredulous.

Now, 28 years later, that core memory replays in my mind whenever I look up at the stars. A connection to the cosmos.

Protection.. Root + Heart.. Aditi.. “limitless”.. the sky.. black cat familiars..

Orpheus lays on my lap as I write this. His head resting on my thigh.

“Thank you,” I whisper to him.

This is magic.

No plans.

Simply resting, in ritual.

The synchronicities confirming the expansion.

The activation.

This is May.

5/5

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