In the Garden of Delights

As I type these words, dappled sunshine casts rainbows across my vision through olive leaves. The New Moon in Sagittarius happens tomorrow morning, and shiftings are afoot.
​The air is cool, hinting at autumn’s arrival and a rose almond latte (the best I’ve ~ever~ had, you were right Natashia) sits at my right hand, the frothy pattern of an angel goddess holding a bouquet of tiny red rose buds dissolving into delicious chaos half a cup down. ​

My journal is to one side sitting on a copy of When God Was A Woman by Merlin Stone (which blows my mind at every page) and to the other side, we have oracle cards spread out on the wooden table, looking at the faces of Freya, Isis, Hades, Baiame, the Green Man, and Baba Yaga staring up at us in their misty focused way. (These decks are the Gods and Titans deck and the Goddesses and Sirens deck, both by Stacey DeMarco and Jimmy Manton, mixed together.) 

A soul sister is singing a few feet away from me on this bench and we are backed  by rosemary studded with tiny blue orchid-like flowers surrounding an ancient and gorgeously gnarled olive tree, tiny bees (honey, I think) buzzing peacefully throughout, reminding me of fairies.

Life is good today. 

Sometimes we should fight the battles in this world, scouring steaming war fields for eyes we recognize, pushing ourselves to the limits for what we believe in. 

And some days, we’re in heaven. It’s okay to be an angel living in heaven. In fact, it’s needed.

Sending you blessings from here.