Saturday, 29 December 2007

Looking back

For me, 2007 has been a year of changing priorities and responsibilities. I gave up a full-time job in order to have more time to care for my mother, who is elderly and forgetful. I also returned to actively being a witch.

About 10 years ago I left a very active coven, intending to do a lot work on my own. But I didn't.

I did some magical work but not much. My mundane life got complicated and hectic; magic had to be fitted into precious spare moments and multitasking was essential.

Yet I think I learnt more from that than I realised at the time. I learnt that I can use the repetitive task of washing up to enter a meditative mental state and that I can silently celebrate the full moon in my head while staring out of a commuter train window.

OK, this is not high magic and I wouldn't consider myself to be a particularly good witch in cutting corners this way. But I believe that what I have come to think of as a bad witch's ways of working are still valid and can be surprisingly effective.

This year, in May, a friend who runs lovely workshops suggested I come along to the Beltane Bash in central London. I had a fantastic time and bumped into a few old friends from my former coven. They invited me to take part in a couple of rituals. The first was a beautiful and joyful handfasting at Avebury at midsummer; the second was an equally beautiful yet sad requiem for the coven's high priestess who died at Yule two years ago.

I realised I wanted to spend more time on the craft of being a witch so I started writing my blog. As I said in my first blog entry, back in early November, I consider myself to be a bad witch. I'm not a wicked witch. I don't curse people. I just have my own way of working that often cuts corners or mixes up the mundane and the magical and also breaks the odd taboo.

Friday, 28 December 2007

The Bad Witch's Guide to Fortune Telling


The days between Yule and the New Year are traditionally good for making predictions about the future.

There are those who say that to do this you need special equipment, such as a tarot deck, and extensive knowledge of what all the symbols mean.

I disagree. Fortune telling is as much about using your own insight as it is about remembering what other people have interpreted as significant in the past.

A good exercise in using your intuition to tell the future is to make your own fortune telling deck, using images no one has written volumes about. You can do this with old greetings cards.

Collect up a pile of used birthday or Christmas cards. Find the smallest card first and cut off the back or cut out the shape you want - it can be oblong, square or round. Using that as a template, cut out more images in the same shape and size from the other greetings cards. You will need at least a dozen to make a workable deck.

Then you are ready to start fortune telling.

Shuffle your deck and pick out three cards. Place them face up in front of you. You can say that these three cards represent the past, the present and the future; or maybe a question you want to ask, the background to the question and how it can be answered.

Examine the three-card spread. What does each image tell you? It might start to mean something quite different to how you interpreted it when it was on the front of a Yule card. Do the three images appear to tell a story or do they have some other relationship to each other? Spend as much time as you need to see what the cards are showing.

Making your own fortune telling deck in this way is, at the very least, a fun party trick at the end of the holiday season. It is also a neat form of recycling.

New Year Resolutions

Most of us enter the New Year resolved to change something about ourselves. We often make one big resolution that falls by the wayside a few weeks into January.

A few years ago an extremely accomplished friend told me that the secret of her success was to make a long list of resolutions at the start of each year - often with as many as 50 different things she wanted to try out for the first time, give up for good or achieve in some way or other.

The idea behind this is that with a lot of goals you have a good chance of achieving at least half of them by the end of the year.

My list of resolutions this year contains 10 things which I think will make me a better witch:
  1. Continue to write my blog regularly
  2. Read at least one book relating to paganism, magic or folklore each month
  3. Learn a new skill that would be useful for a witch
  4. Following on from my earth meditation, write meditations for the elements of air, fire and water
  5. Grow some vegetables in my garden
  6. Do six country walks over the four seasons
  7. Visit somewhere with a reputation for being haunted
  8. Make sure my computer power supply is unplugged every night
  9. Give away four things each month on Freecycle
  10. Do a fire walk
For more information about Freecycle visit:
www.uk.freecycle.org/

Thursday, 27 December 2007

Sad news

I came back from a pleasant winter break to some very sad news. Someone I know and respect is dying of cancer.

Erick Wujcik is a writer and was the creator of a great roleplaying game based on the Roger Zelazny book Nine Princes in Amber. He is only 56 years old.

Erick had no advance warning that there was anything seriously wrong with him. Just before Christmas he went to the doctor because he thought he had flu. The prognosis that he has pancreatic cancer, which has spread to his liver, was totally unexpected.

When I read this news while catching up with my emails - in a mailbox otherwise full of seasonal greetings and invitations to parties - I felt stunned and shocked.

Life is just not fair.

Erick is writing a personal blog, describing his experiences and feelings since discovering he has this fatal disease. You can find it at www.47rpg.com/blog/

However, I have not yet plucked up the courage to read it. My husband, who is a closer friend to Erick than I am, has read it and says Erick is upbeat and determined to make the most of the time he has left.

Death comes to us all. Erick's positive attitude is an inspiration. There is a lesson to be learnt: the importance of living life to the full for the time we have.

Good luck, Erick. My thoughts are with you.

Sunday, 23 December 2007

What to celebrate on Dec 25 if you're pagan

Several deities have festivals on December 25 apart from that nice bloke who said we should love each other and had a neat party trick of turning water into wine.

When the days were beginning to lengthen, a short while after the winter solstice, the Romans used to celebrate the festival of the invincible sun god (Dies Natalis Invicti Solis).

The title "undefeated sun god" was given to several solar divinities in the later period of the Roman Empire, including El Gabal, Mithras and Sol.

For northern Europeans, this time of year was the feast of Frau Holle. Frau Holle is a winter goddess who travels throughout the night blessing the good and punishing the bad. She also brings snow, so have a word with her if you are dreaming of a white Christmas.

Personally, I am off for a few days' holiday with family. I'll be eating and drinking too much, losing at Trivial Pursuit and watching Christmas specials on the telly.

Have a happy holiday, whatever you are celebrating!

Here are some links for more information:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sol_Invictus
http://www.remmick.org/Remmick.German.Facts/Page1.html

Saturday, 22 December 2007

Solstice sunrise

The sun rose this winter solstice day before 8am over the east coast of England and at 8.02am in London.

It is midwinter, or Yule.

Twelve days of partying, giving gifts, visiting friends and eating too much seem the right thing to do at this bleak time of year to celebrate that from now onwards the days start to get longer.

I do feel much more in the party mood than I have for the past week or so. And that is just the way it should be.

For more information on yule:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yule

Friday, 21 December 2007

Guided Meditation: Into the Earth

It is December 21, the shortest day of the year.

About a month ago I planned to put aside time on this day for a guided visualisation on the element of earth. As the right location in which to do the meditation I chose the maze in Crystal Palace Park.

The park holds happy memories for me, of childhood summer days feeding the ducks, playing hide and seek with friends and being taken to see the statues of dinosaurs, which still fill me with a sense of awe as an adult.

The park also has a maze. It isn't the largest maze, or the most difficult to navigate. In fact, the hardest part is trying to tell the difference between intentional paths and places people have broken through the skimpy hedges. But it seemed the right place for my meditation this midwinter.

It felt as though my pysical journey to the maze was an essential part of the spiritual journey of my meditation. At the park entrance is a wide avenue of trees and, walking through it, I felt myself move from the normal world to a place full of symbol and significance.

I turned my camera on, aware that I breaking a magical taboo but feeling I wanted a record of my journey.


The park wasn't quite deserted in the early morning and a few other hardy souls were there, walking dogs or just enjoying the park's stark winter beauty. There were more birds than people.

Pigeons, with feathers puffed against the cold, roosted in a bare tree. A magpie, one for sorrow, flew away before I could photograph him.

Two crows, or maybe rooks, picked for worms in the hard soil. A flock of seabirds landed on an open grassy space before being chased off by a dogwalker's hounds.

Ducks huddled in the distance on an icy lake. Then I reached the entrance to the maze and felt that was the moment to turn off my camera.

Earth meditation

Close your eyes.

You are sitting outside in a familiar place on a fine day. It is a place you have come before to sit and rest. It is a pleasant spot that you like, a place that you feel safe and at ease. Spend a few moments taking in the familiar surroundings, listening to the sounds around you and watching the sights. Relax and enjoy being in this place.

After a little while you suddenly see something that you have not noticed before. It is an opening – perhaps a doorway or an opening into a passage. It is open and you are curious. You get up and take a closer look at this entranceway. You have an urge to go through it and see what is inside but your feelings are mixed. Examine your feelings and resolve them before going through the entrance.

There is a short passage inside the entrance, leading to steps going down. You go along the passage and down the steps. They seem to go down for quite a way. At the bottom of the steps, you find yourself facing another passageway. Far ahead in the distance you can see light but the distance from where you are until you reach that light is in darkness. You will have to go through that darkness. Plucking up your courage you take the first step into the dark stretch of the passageway.

Imagine your progress. How do you proceed without being able to see where you are stepping? What is the passage like? What sounds are there? What smells? What does it feel like underfoot and, if you touch the sides of the passage, what do they feel like? Take as much time as you need to get through it.

You eventually reach the source of the light and find a portable light that you can take with you. You pick it up. Looking ahead now, you realise that you are underground. Around you, you can see evidence of past human endeavour. The underground system you are in was perhaps originally a natural cave, perhaps it was hewn from the rock or perhaps it was covered by earth or rock in times gone by. But carrying your light source you can continue further into this area. You can observe the past achievements of human beings, preserved within the Earth. Take your time to explore. There is a lesson from the past to be seen here and to learn from. Think about what it means to you and what you can learn from it.

When you feel you have spent enough time exploring the underground area with its evidence of human endeavour, you come to a cleft in the rock with a narrow passageway beyond it, once more going downwards. You squeeze through and into the passageway, heading onwards and downwards.

This passage is different from the area you have just explored. It seems to be part of a natural cave, unaltered by man. You travel onwards and as your light illuminates the surface of the rock, you become very aware of the texture, colour and consistency of the rock – its mineral structure and the way that it was formed giving it its unique appearance. As you move onwards through this passage, you feel that you are learning secrets of the past that only the rocks can tell you. You continue, observing the rocks as you go, seeking to understand their message. You feel that the further and deeper you go, the more the message will become clear. Travel at your own pace and spend some time to understand the rocks’ message.

After some time, when you feel you understand more of what the rocks wanted you to know, you come to another narrow cleft. You can see that get through this will be a very tight squeeze. You cannot see what lies beyond, even when you hold your light up to the opening. And you also realise that, although you can get through it, it opening is to narrow for you to carry anything with you. You must divest yourself of anything you are carrying, including your light.

Having put aside your possessions, you squeeze through the narrow opening. It is not easy, but with a considerable effort you manage at last to get through. And you find yourself in the most awe-inspiring cavern you have ever seen. Natural wonders glisten on every surface and it is lit by some strange glow from within the rocks themselves. You look around in astonishment, taking in the scene.

You become aware that you are not alone. At the far end of the cavern you see a figure that you know to be the guardian of earth, and you realise that you are in their realm. You have come this far and you must now cross the cavern and go to the guardian, to hear what they have to say to you. Taking a deep breath, you approach them, giving them the greeting that you feel is right.

The guardian replies. Leaning closer to you, and speaking some words that are meant for you alone. Spend some time listening to what the guardian has to say, and conversing with them as appropriate.

Now your conversation draws to a close. You thank the guardian for what you have learnt and what you have seen.

The guardian beckons you forward again, and hands you a gift, for you to take with you, back to your realm above the ground. You look to see what the gift is, as it is placed into your hand. And, as you look at the gift, you become aware of a change around you. When you look up you realise that you have returned to your familiar spot in the world of men.

Take time to re-acclimatise yourself with the normal world and, when you are ready, open your eyes.

You can find more guided visualisations in my book Pagan Portals - Guided Visualisations.


Wednesday, 19 December 2007

Wild women

This wonderful image, called Wild Woman, is part of a photography exhibition at Bourne Hall, in Ewell, that runs until Saturday evening.

The pictures are the work of photographer Mel Dymond Harper and show a fascinating mixture of exotic characters, intriguing landscapes and creatures in their natural habitats.

All the photos are for sale and are priced between £15-£25, so would be ideal for a last-minute gift idea.

Bourne Hall is at Spring Street, Ewell, Surrey KT17. Telephone: 020 8393 9571.

For more information, visit www.epsom-ewell.gov.uk/EEBC/Leisure+and+Culture/Bourne+Hall/

Seasonal blues

I'm suffering from pre-festive blues. I haven't posted my yule cards, bought all the presents I need to get, tidied the house or started the holiday food shopping and time is running out.

What's more, I have gone down with a nasty cold.

As a witch, I feel I should be able to mix up some fantastic herbal remedy from stuff grown in my own garden - or at least be taking something bought from the local health shop. Instead, I am taking Asda ibuprofen and wondering why my Sainsbury's basics disposable tissue box says "Buying this product helps you care for the world's forests".

Tuesday, 18 December 2007

24-hour party pagans

The burning of a yule log is an old pagan tradition.

An oak or ash log would be brought into the house and lit on the shortest day of the year. It would be expected to burn throughout the longest night to guard against ghosts, goblins any any other baneful things that lurked outside in the darkness. Woe betide the household if the flames went out before dawn, though I'm sure much drinking and partying went on all the night to make sure it stayed alight.

After dawn, the ashes could be scattered around the house for good luck in the coming year.

Nowadays, if you don't fancy sitting up all night to tend a fire or don't have an open fireplace, you can drill holes in an oak or ash log to hold candles.

What the bad witch will be doing is making (or buying) a delicious chocolate yule log, decorating it with four sparklers and inviting everyone to make a wish as they light them.

Obviously, don't leave lit candles or fires unattended for safety reasons.

Here are some useful links:
www.mysteriousbritain.co.uk/festivals/christmas.html
http://homepage.ntlworld.com/spiritwolf/yule.html
www.greenchronicle.com/christmas_recipes/yule_log.htm

Monday, 17 December 2007

Yule trees and guilty pleasures

I put up my Yule tree today. It is sparkly silver with lights that change colour and I think it looks lovely.

Not that I expect everyone to agree with me. I am sure many witches feel a real tree is more traditional, even though the custom of bringing a fir tree into the house only became popular in England during Victorian times.

I also suspect real trees are more environmentally friendly. They are normally grown on managed Christmas tree farms, so get replanted, and there are plenty of places to take them for recycling after Twelfth Night.

Tinsel trees, on the other hand, are made from plastics that are hard to recycle and take decades to break down naturally.

So, I do feel a little guilty about not being as environmentally friendly as a witch probably should be.

However, my silver tree reminds me of so many happy times.

It was early December, some years ago, when I first went out with the man I eventually married. We went to a nightclub that had a silver tree that twinkled with fibre optic lights. It was the first time I had seen a tree like it and I thought it was wonderful.

A few years later, on December 21 - the winter solstice, my husband and I got the keys to the first flat we bought together. When we moved in, the only furniture we had was a bed and a fibre optic tinsel tree.

And that is the tree I still have, dressed with silver baubles and beautiful memories.

Sunday, 16 December 2007

Past and present

Someone asked me why I often write about the history of dates, things or places in my blog.

The main reason is because wicca is a religion that looks back to traditions from the past.

Wicca is a neopagan spiritual path that was developed in the mid 20th century by Gerald Gardner (1884-1964), a British occultist. However, it borrows heavily from other magical traditions, folklore and older pagan religions.

Modern witches try to understand the truth about the past in order to develop rituals and ways of working that are appropriate for the current times.

I also enjoy finding out about the origins of different traditions, learning about how and when ancient pagans conducted their religious celebrations and then writing a little about these things in my blog.

Thursday, 13 December 2007

Terry Pratchett has Alzheimer's

I was very upset to read that Terry Pratchett, author of the Discworld books and creator of my favourite fictional witch, Granny Weatherwax, has been diagnosed with a rare form of early onset Alzheimer's.

Alzheimer's disease is the most common form of dementia, a progressive condition affecting 700,000 people in the UK.

Terry says he is optimistic and hopes to remain writing and active for many years. However, with there being no cure yet available for Alzheimer's, it is sad news.

I felt upset personally because I have helped care for three relatives who developed the condition in their old age - my grandmother, my father and my mother. It is tragic to watch a once intelligent and highly capable person degenerate to such a level that they can't remember the names of their loved ones.

My first reaction on hearing the news about Terry was to wonder if there was anything I could do to help. He has specifically said that he does not want to be flooded with offers of assistance, except from specialists in brain chemistry, which I certainly am not.

However, support for Alzheimer's charities might not only help Terry, but also help other sufferers with the condition. At this time of year, one thing we could do is buy a few greetings cards and gifts in aid of Alzheimer's. If you are interested in doing that, here is a link to the Alzheimer's Society's online shop www.alzheimers.org.uk/site/.

One thing I like about Terry's books is that although the characters might face insurmountable problems in the course of the story, there is always a happy ending. I only hope real life provides a similar happy ending to this situation.

Links to Alzheimer's charity websites:
http://www.alzheimers.org.uk/site/
http://www.alzheimers.org.uk/site/

Happy Birthday to the Rider-Waite-Smith Tarot

On 14 December, in 1910 The Rider-Waite-Smith tarot was first published. It has since become the most widely used deck because the pictures on the cards, which were designed by American artist Pamela Colman Smith with Golden Dawn member Arthur Edward Waite, are easy to interpret in tarot readings.

The history of tarot is something of a mystery. The first sets appeared in Italy in the 14th century and were used for playing games. An occultist called Court de Gebelen who lived in the late 1700s is credited with being the first to popularise their use as a divination aid.

Until the 19th century tarot decks only had symbols on the minor cards, reserving pictures for the court cards and trumps. The Rider-Waite-Smith deck and the deck designed by Aleister Crowley were among the first with pictures on all the cards.

The popularity of the Rider-Waite-Smith deck is probably due to the fact that the pictures can easily be used to tell a story, which helps if you are doing a divination showing a passage of time - the past, present and future for example.

Here are some useful links on the history of tarot cards:
http://www.tarothermit.com/
http://www.tarotpedia.com/wiki/Main_Page
http://roswell.fortunecity.com/leehigh/340/shadow/shadow5.htm


Wednesday, 12 December 2007

Ghost walk and yule gathering

The Children of Artemis is organising a ghost walk followed by a yule party on Saturday 15 December in central London.

The guided ghost walk will explore one of the most haunted areas in the country and ends at the The Printers Devil pub, Holborn, in time for the start of the party.

The evening's entertainment will include live acoustic music from Richie and Keef Hudson followed by DJ sets. The yule party is only open to those aged over 18.

The Printers Devil pub is at 98-99 Fetter Lane, London, EC4A 1EP, just off the Fleet Street. The closest trains are Blackfriars, Waterloo, Chancery Lane and Temple.

Tickets cost £9 for CoA members and £11 for non-members but there are a limited number available so visit the website www.witchfest.net/yule.htm to book in advance.

For more information about The Printers Devil Pub, visit www.allinlondon.co.uk/clubs_bars/venue-485.php

Tuesday, 11 December 2007

Time to get down to business

On this date, 11 December, the Romans used to celebrate Agonalia.

According to the useful Pagan calendar I mentioned yesterday, in Ancient Roman times, Agonalia, or Agonia, was a religious festival celebrated at various times of the year in honor of divinities such as Janus, the god of beginnings and endings, and Hermes Agonius, who presided over any solemn contest.

They influenced the realm of business endeavours and the Romans would call upon them when they undertook any new venture or important deal.

Agonalia was celebrated on January 9, May 21, December 11 and possibly March 17.

Here are some useful links

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agonalia
http://www.ancientlibrary.com/smith-bio/0084.html
http://www.timelessmyths.com/classical/roman.html

Monday, 10 December 2007

Pagan dates

The best advice I can give to a lazy witch like myself is to get a witch's calender. It has all the dates of full moons and pagan festivals as well as tips and advice on appropriate rituals for the time of year.

I normally buy something like Llewellyn's Witches' Calendar, or get it given to me as a Yule present.

However, I recently found a wonderful Pagan calendar that is downloadable for free as a PDF. It shows pagan, witch, druid and heathen festivals, dates and events as well as neo-pagan festivals and religious holidays. The calender tells me that today the moon enters Capricorn at 6:50 pm GMT.

There are also links to find out more information about any of the calender entries.

Thursday, 6 December 2007

Spirit of the City

I have recently started some freelance work in London EC2, at an office in a converted warehouse in the maze of streets between Old Street station and Moorgate.

It is an area where 21st-century financial corporations are spreading out from EC1, building mirror-glass and polished granite skyscrapers amid the crumbling decay of 19th-century sweatshops and goods stores. Everywhere there is scaffolding, 'For Sale' and 'To Let' signs and the old juxtaposed with the new.

Even my choice of where to eat offers a similar dichotomy: a traditional greasy spoon cafe or a trendy Cost-a-Lot coffee bar.

The energy in this part of London is very strange indeed. It is vibrant, but also cold and unforgiving. It is a place where I feel I need to appear strong and confident, so I wear my work-face as I walk from the station in the grey morning gloom with the commuting crowds.

Wednesday, 5 December 2007

Oh yes I am!

Tomorrow night I am going to see Dick Wittington at the Greenwich Theatre with a group of friends and I'll be enthusiastically shouting "It's behind you!" with the rest of them.

We make a point of going to the panto every festive season. It doesn't matter whether it is an enthusiastic amateur production at a community centre, a professional extravaganza at Drury Lane or the alternative mix of tradition and satire I am expecting to see in Greenwich.

I love pantomimes, with their familiar fairy tale plots, melodramatic villains, slapstick comedy routines, mistaken identities with girls dressed as boys and boys dressed as girls right through to the happy-every-after ending.

Pantomime as we know it today evolved in Victorian times, but its roots go back to pre-Christian times and the Roman midwinter feast of Saturnalia.

Saturnalia was a day for people to let their hair down and party - indulging in some dressing up and role reversal. Men would dress as women and vice versa, servants were the bosses for the day and everyone had a riotous time and probably got very drunk.

Modern pantomime is a mixture of various traditions, from Saturnalia and medieval mummers through to the Commedia Dell’Arte of the Italian Renaissance and even English music hall.

As a stage production, it arrived in Britain in 1717 when theatre manager John Rich put on our first pantomime. He played Harlequin, who is a character from the Commedia Dell’Arte.

Victorians standardised fairy tales as pantomime plots and introduced many of the familiar characters such as the principal boy - a woman dressed in tights playing the male hero.

Today, pantomimes are as popular as ever and I hope this reminder of an ancient pagan tradition remains as popular for a long time to come.

Some links about the history and origins of pantomime:
www.timetravel-britain.com/05/Dec/pantomime.shtml www.amdram.co.uk/members/miscellaneous/panto1.htm www.christmasgems.co.uk/Pantomime.html
www.amgueddfa-cymru.org/en/news/?article_id=106

Dick Wittington is on at the Greenwich Theatre, Crooms Hill, Greenwich, London SE10 8ES, until January 5. Tickets start at £15.

For more information, call 020 8858 7755 or visit http://www.greenwichtheatre.org.uk/

Tuesday, 4 December 2007

Ancient Trees Display

Ancient trees are an important part of our landscape and heritage.

For a chance to learn more about ancient trees, pop along to Mottingham Public Library before 14 December to see a free exhibition organised by the Bromley Countryside Parks Service.


Location: Mottingham Library, 31 Mottingham Road, Mottingham, London, SE9 4QZ

For more details, email: countrysideandparks@bromley.gov.uk

Monday, 3 December 2007

Talk on Aleister Crowley


This Wednesday, 5 December, is the anniversary of Aleister Crowley's cremation and The Moot With No Name will be hosting a talk on the legacy of the self-styled Great Beast 666.


Aleister Crowley died 60 years ago and Geraldine Beskin of Atlantis Bookshop will be giving some readings and showing some rare images of the 2oth Century's most infamous magician at The Devereux pub.

The talk, entitled Riddling the Ashes, starts at 7.30pm.


The Devereux is at 20 Devereux Court, off Essex St, London WC2. For a map of how to get there visit: www.multimap.com/maps/?&hloc=GBWC2R%203JJ

For more details:
www.pflondon.org/html/moot_with_no_name.html

Sunday, 2 December 2007

The work of a witch's cat

On Saturday, I was supposed to be doing some magic.

A lovely witch I know phoned me up a few days ago. She said that a few friends were thinking of doing some magical work based on the elements, and did I want to be part of it?

The idea was we would all do some personal work on each element in turn, starting with the element of earth. We would later get together to do a ritual combining our ideas.

We were due to start on Saturday and I decided to write a guided meditation. I had never written one before and I was a bit nervous.

Saturday proved to be very busy. I was out most of the day and got home to find the hot water system had broken. After dealing with an emergency plumber, all I felt I was fit for was going to the pub and then to bed.

But I think my cats knew I was shirking my witchly duties. At 4am one of them woke me up. I tried to grab him and throw him out of the bedroom, but he quickly disappeared under the bed. This happened repeatedly until, at 5.30am, I got the message.

It was dark outside and the wind and the rain were lashing at the window as I sat at my computer to start writing my meditation. I was the only one awake in the house - the cats having curled up in the warm bed I had recently vacated. At first I felt grumpy but soon I began to feel that this was the perfect time and place for my work. It was a magical, if eerie and isolated time. When I was about three-quarters of the way through my writing, I glanced up and saw the first red glow of dawn in the night sky.

I finished just before 8am. It was a grey, cold morning but the sun was up. I felt pleased with what I had done.

Then I went back to bed and slept soundly until brunchtime.


I need to re-read my meditation and probably revise it a bit but, when I am happy with it, I will post it here on my blog.