The funny thing is, becoming a witch can't really be made into school courses. We laugh about this, because its really a process of interacting with forces, not just some book you can read.
Nature, the beings, the forces, want to know you. When you want to know how to know them, how to be with them, at first you will begin to notice the crumbs that have been thrown along the way by the ones who came before. When you pick up these crumbs, eventually you may find the door where piles of these crumbs may be found, so you knock. Will the door open? Will you be welcomed in to know more? You are asked "What do you seek?"
Well Done "Diavanii Aryia" ...Full Lady of the Coven Arts...
Last night, I looked into the mirror and they lay down and closed my eyes. I heard voices calling me, so I responded. They asked me to come. I walked into a large temple room with the black candles as tall pillars. I walked in the middle of it, realizing I was carrying a lit green candle. The carpet running towards the middle of the pillars was long and red. I realized you were at the right and Torrah near the left pillar. I walked to right in front of the mirror and turned my head to nod at each of you in turn. I put my hand through the mirror and walked through... It was so bright in there, the sky is blue. My dragon Lymt is there brightly white. I stroke its side and hug it lovingly. The skin scales are like a snakes, soft and slightly rippled. I didn't see its face yet, but I climbed onto the dragon's back and he flew me up in the air, where we began to circle around and I saw a shining, white and sparkling castle up on a rocky mountain surrounded by foliage, trees all around. I didn't see a road, so it seemed that the only way up was to be flown by the dragon. He flew me up to the castle and I walked in the door and into a large library. I felt my hand run across the spine of many books, old, worn and leather covers. The smell of the leather mixed with the small bit of dust, they were so old. I pulled one down from the shelf and opened it. I couldn't read it, but was so happy to be in the room knowing that I have access to these works at other times when I need to know the info.. I realized that a witch wouldn't normally be up here and I felt really proud, but at the same time I knew I have a responsibility to the witches that come.My power as a witch would still remain, would not be given up, although I am in this beautiful room with all of the books. I was so grateful.I knew this....There is more.
WELCOME TO THE LAND OF KNOWLEDGE AND REFLECTIONAL WISDOM
the secret doorway to the house itself, and nature of the divine witch being.... You are now where you should be..... and i am glad i was allowed to help you get there............your duties are now seeable...
Master Golden WizardLuxas Aureaum (OAM) I hope you continue to be of service to any and all who come to the naming "lady," or "of the arts"
I had a dream this morning that I am in a house with a big storm going on. Sand is piling up one side so high I feel it will tip the house into the ocean which is on the other side. On the third side our luggage is sitting in the dirt and on the fourth is a windstorm.
Got through to the next morning and went outside, where I was controlling the clouds to move aside and making the sky to get brighter and brighter with a wave of my hand. Lots of swirling colors of dawn.
Obviously an elemental tempest dream. Seems I did well.
In times when there is not much to say, just know there is much being done...
Circle of candles, bode thee well, but who comes?..the moment will tell. Its for the witch to take a moment and go into it so far...messages arrive, plans contrive, emotions stirred, powers blurred into the one who lives the lesson, and then she finds, she's never guessin'.
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