Witches

when I became a witch the veil was lifted and i could see better

and things started changing colors.
witches find the secret hiding places
where elves come out to give you good and delicious food. when it seems
there is nothing to dowe look for magic
and seem to "always" find it.

a symbol...

a sign that there is good and delicious food close by.

for a sinful delight head to Atlantic Beach.

atlantic Blvd dead ends at the ocean,

look for the neon sign

in the parking lot to the right.

Run

my alter

I have become obsessed with a brown man, that everday sits under the bridge, my ritual is to run by him every morning, because this is where i see god. and sometimes it seems I see heaven in his face and other times he is my alter. He broke the spell that was put into place so many years ago. When i saw his face it stopped me in my tracks. I was running the path along the river and saw him sitting there, time stopped long enough for me to study his face. Once I had run past him i stood still and acknowledged that there had been an exchange between us. There was a light coming from his eyes and he gave me this light so i could see "the other side".

Ritual

Are we loosing the art of ritulal? of creating our own? to recognize the need of ritual...to find the primal and reconnect to it. the ritual started with her feet grounded in the sand and her head in the clouds. she stood soaking in the moon, the ocean air and the sound of water. and when she walked away
back into the city of lights
she knew more about who she was

&

where she had come from