The Cave At Night

imageI’ve mentioned before that I live in a magical Crystal Cave. It’s hard to believe, sometimes. The main level of the house is subterranean, built into the side of a hill, with 35 tons of Calcite boulders forming the ceiling. Every room has a Crystal ceiling. The kitchen, the bedroom, my office, the family room… Soft bluish gray Calcite boulders, embedded in 3 feet of concrete. My lair is the master bedroom, which is magical. The walls are a rich pine, like those in a log cabin, and there is the one large picture window which looks out into the woods. Obviously, being underground, none of the other rooms have windows. Since my favorite color has always been any shade of purple, my room is decorated with deep plum velvets, from the velvet duvet on the bed, to the darkest plum love seat near the window, to the smokey lavender area rug on the cherry hardwood floor.

I was lying here this evening with a book, ( pretty much the norm for me), with one of my cats, Miss Cleo, curled up asleep next to me. She’s snoring, with one paw over her nose. The lamplight is reflected in the window, where I’ve hung my collection of witch balls. (Witch balls are colored blown glass balls that are said to trap any negative energy inside of themselves. I just think they’re pretty. I’ve always warded my property myself, using my own magic and the Stones, so I don’t need them for that.) On the shelf along the window are pots of blooming orchids, African violets, mostly in magentas, but some ivory with deep pink centers. My larger specimen Crystals have soft spotlights on them, as they shower the space with light. I feel surrounded by beauty. When I was younger I used to watch “I Dream Of Jeannie” on TV, and I remember loving what the inside of her bottle looked like. I think I’ve created something like that for myself.

Some people like that minimalist style of decorating. Not me. It’s a crazy blend of antiques, Crystals, fantasy Art, with statues of Fairies, Dragons, Power Animals, Kuan Yins, Crystal Balls, and most of all, magic. So, I feel sheltered and cozy, with my purple fleecy throw over me, the room glowing like a stained glass jewel, lit from within, with my family and four-leggeds tucked in for the night. And everywhere I look are the Stone People, with every exhale breathing magic into the air. Also my family. So, from all of us here in the Crystal Cave to you, we send you magic, and bright blessings, may you be safe and warm on this lovely autumn night.

Releasing The Day

I tend to do ceremony for everything. I find it helps me to focus, to center myself. I especially am drawn to writing out prayers or affirmations for myself and others, in the form of chants or invocations. Here is one I use for releasing the day, and all that it has offered.

“This day is done, gone now, the Sun.
It’s lessons learned, it’s page has turned.
With faith and trust I embrace rest, knowing that I’ve done my best.

This night is mine to journey far, traveling to distant Stars.
Stars of magic, Stars so bright, remind me that what I am is Light.

Here to learn and here to teach, no miracle is beyond my reach.
With grace, with love, I now release,
Within my Heart is only peace.

This opportunity is mine, gifted to me by the Divine.
I choose to learn, I choose to grow.
Anything else, I now let go.”

Releasing the day is a positive way to remind ourselves we are here to learn, and to be compassionate with ourselves in the process of learning. There is no judgement in Spirit, and there is no reason for it to exist within ourselves. May your journey to the Stars each night replenish you, as you experience the truth of who you are. Blessings, Judith

Being A Lighthouse

Lighthouses have always inspired me. There is something about them that represents safety. They are usually made of stone and last for centuries, ageless guardians of light withstanding the worst weather conditions nature can throw at them. Storms, ice, pounding surf, decade after decade they stand, with one purpose: shining the light out into the darkness, so ships can find their way to shore.

Here’s the thing about a lighthouse, it’s a fixed structure. It doesn’t move off of the solid ground it stands on. It can’t swim out into a stormy sea and rescue ships in danger. It does it’s job just by being a beacon. This is a great example for those of us who love people who struggle with addictions or other challenges. Only by remaining grounded, anchored on the shore of our own consciousness, shining the light of Heart out into the storm of their choices, can we make a difference. The hardest thing to do, in the face of the pain and suffering of someone adrift in the fog and confusion of the disease of addiction, is to remain that fixed beacon of light.

People who don’t understand addiction, and the true powerlessness of everyone around the addict to change the individual active in their disease, can make things worse by using guilt and shame to attempt to “reach” or “motivate” the person to change. They don’t realize that the disease is already tearing the addict apart, while at the same time stealing away their hope. At the same time, loving someone who is active in their disease is excruciating, because every instinct you possess is screaming at you to DO SOMETHING. Anything. Because you understand that the person you love could die.

We can’t stop anyone from using. If love could do that, Amy Winehouse, Philip Seymour Hoffman, Michael Jackson, Whitney Houston, Jim Morrison, Jimmi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, and so many others would still be with us. They were loved. Greatly loved.

In the end, being a lighthouse is the gift we offer to the world. If we can have the courage to stand, throughout the storms, the fog, the darkest nights, and just keep shining our light out into the world as a beacon, those that are ready, and who want to head in towards shore will be guided home safely. And those that choose to sail into the dark will also be guided home safely into the loving arms of the Creator, the ultimate lighthouse for each of us. May all who are in the midst of their own storm find safe refuge in the Light. And to all of you who have been the lighthouse for others, I send you my love, and my gratitude. Blessings, Judith