1st of Spring
today is the first day of spring.
the sun is warm, but the air is cold, and both feel like my heart, at war with itself, afraid to choose a side, because it might be wrong. who makes these rules, who decides?
the equinox is today.
i laid crystals on my altar, set the sage on fire, sprinkled the salt, changed the water. i bathed my forehead in ashes with the tips of my fingers and inhaled the smoke, hoping to be cleansed, but still
i feel dirty
ashamed
unworthy to offer praise to the gods above and below and the spirits inside.
today
i remembered
my name.
20 March 2018
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Wow, that's intense, and lovely. Some days are like this, the days where you want to love yourself and you can't, where you want to be worthy of love but you don't feel it. Thank you for sharing this insightful piece!
Thank you for your kind support.
Of course!