The Raven's Song

Bast is watching over me. She is sending happiness and good luck to me. We have moved into our new apartment! Bast has also addressed my need for a kitty. I got my letter for an Emotional Support Kitty!! Haven House accepted it, but we moved before I got my kitty. I actually got her the day we moved. AND I got her cage-mate too. The Housing Authority said that I could because one is a "Service". The other is a pet. Both are 2 years old: Sunshine (who is orange) and Sandra (who is black). Sunshine needed me. She's missing part of an ear and has crusty, weepy eyes. But I think she's beautiful. These kitties will help me heal this heartache. They will heal my soul. They will ease my fears and calm my nerves. They will help me heal from the past that was so painful for me. I give them both credit for this because both are sweet, wonderful kitties full of love. Bast is looking out for me. She is bringing me happiness and joy.  Blessed Bast, Mother Goddess of a

I should preface this by stating that I was raised to be Catholic. I remember when I was a child I used to pretend to be a Witch in a coven. Mysterious cloaked figures gathering in a circle. I had no idea what they really did but that's what I was wanting to be. Those thoughts ended up in my subconscious. I didn't know that Witches were real. When I was older I saw Def Leppard's video for Bringing on the Heartbreak. This inspired thoughts again of Witches and covens. I wasn't able at that time to do anything about those thoughts. Books were not readily available. When I went to college  my circumstances changed. My Dad bought me my first tarot deck. I don't know if he really knew what this was. I met Liz and Chan and some others. Liz taught me what she could. Chan took me to a metaphysical shop where I bought a necklace/amulet and a book. My first book on the Craft was Starhawk's "The Spiral Dance". For whatever reason things went on hold for me

Divine Feline  Bast, Devouring Lady, Lady of Truth Thousands of years we shared the same planet Thousands of years hast Thou protected us Thousand of years do we hold Thee sacred Divine Feline, Mysterious Cat, Lady of the East Thou unite in Thee the two opposite powers of nature Gentle and caring mother of kittens Tearer of mice and rats Protectress of mankind Thou are the Mistress of Joy  Thou are the Mistress of Pleasure Thou are the Mistress of Dance and Ecstasy Divine Feline, Goddess of the Birth Chamber Light Bearer, To live with Thy incarnations is a pleasure To watch Thy behavior is teaching us To run with Thee in dreams is honoring Thee and following Thy path. Always free Always solitaire Always independent Never ungentle {My apologies. I do not know who to credit for this.}

The rain poured Washing away her hopes And dreams Leaving her flooded With doubt And fear Self-doubt clung to her Like wet leaves She closed her eyes Lying there Cold and damp And the rain poured 25 September 2018

I've decided to start blogging again. I need a safe way to express myself. I've been through so much these last 5 years and I think that journaling and blogging will be therapeutic for me. Maybe this will be the beginning of my climb out of depression. I certainly hope so. I've had so much stress, depression and dark emotions for far too long now. Writing has been difficult for me. Writer's block is an understatement. But now I feel that I have the strength to push through. I began journaling again yesterday. Not a long entry but it's a start. Before I go any further... I really must give my heartfelt thanks to some special friends I have on Twitter. No names here but you know who you are. Thank you so much for all of your support and encouragement. You have helped me survive this mess that is my present life. If it wasn't for you I probably wouldn't have started writing again. I won't be posting all of my journal entries here and not everything I