Sacred Seasons: The Whispers Of Autumn

Autumn, Water, Metal, Earth, Quicksilver

Farewells are always bitter sweet, the memory of pure joy and bliss of all the wondrous lush and beauty, the sweet smell of new born life as it unfolds and releases its fresh scent into the ever swirling streams of air, the baby soft down feathers fluttering about as the red and golden leafs slowly drop revealing the marvelously constructed, and yet now empty nests they had been sheltering...protection from the hot sun, winds and rains are no longer needed. Do as the trees do, as the birds take flight drop the dew of your breath upon theirs wings and send them off with blessings filled with the remembrance of the past sacred seasons happily spent together. Bid them to share the gentle touch of sweet fulfillment of longings and hopes everywhere they travel.

As the trees start to undress and prepare for a much needed rest, they drop the dew of their breath over us and whisper secret blessings upon us. The sweet fruits of red, blue and purple say, "take of me and remember the sacred waters and the sacred dust of earthy elements mixed within that course through out all our veins".  The golden fruits of yellow and orange say, "take of me and remember the sacred waters you were formed in." The Lord and Lady whisper, "remember all the ones before you, that brought you forward, remember you are the sacred fruit of the vine and the root that was fed and nourished with light from the Evergreen tree above, you were gifted by these and now carry within your own seed of light. Remember how you gently unfolded down into the living waters and was received and accepted as a most precious creation, these living waters gifted to you, your own ever filling chalice that runs over in abundance. Wherever the wings of the Morning takes you, you shall never lack or want for anything. Remember the sacred Evergreen, for he shall be with you always."

As the natural world around us pours out and gives of its last blessings for this season, we are being called into our own currents and rhythms urging us to finish our own libations and offerings of blessings to be added into the flow of sacredness toward All.  We are reminded by the Sacred Source of all rivers, that even though our side of the world is drawing within for its sacred sleep, the same life giving waters do flow eastward out of the temple, as it weaves its circuit and course in all directions rising above all elements and dropping below all elements, we have the wheel of the year that all seasons are occurring, that there is always those awakening toward the world to raise up the waters of life giving blessings. So, as you pour out your seasonal blessings, freely give back the best you have to give and know that it shall return to you within the sweet dew of the next morning season. 

Many Blessings

~Cizz

The First Sun (Saturn) Energy

Oracle of Visions

As the energies of our ancient Star and Sun rises and builds in Sagittarius, the message of "Faith and Patience" is calling us into a time for "High Magick". 

Holding faith in one hand and patience in the other, be the alchemist that combines the two through the next few years to come as these will help guide you through the process of awakening the creative forces within you.

When you feel pressured to jump ahead and rush the process, use faith in knowing if you are ready for the next step or not, stand in that silent strength confidently trusting what you know, your patience, perseverance and focus in this process of high magick will serve you well. 

Ancestral Healing (The Voice of Dust)

"Thy story shall whisper out of the dust" 

Isa. 29:4

My name is Cizz, I have been called by many names but the one I choose for myself is Cizz, which means sister of fire. I have been so long in the flames of this old age, I have finally reached the ashes and can clearly hear the voices of my ancestors speaking their stories out of the dusty mortar that our physical existence is held together by. I have willingly walked into these flames and traveled to the lowest bowels and pits of suffering and pain to hear the cries for release and forgiveness. I will sit down with you in this dust but we will no longer wail with suffering the lost of hopes and dreams, we will no longer bemoan and blame each other for our self made prisons of stifled and un-lived passions. I will sit down with you in this dust and we will write a new book in this ground, we will each place our finger into this dirt and dusty mortar to write the true story of unconditional love, we will pass that key of release through out all of our generations from the first to the last and then back to the first. We will forgive and allow ourselves to be forgiven, no longer will our ground cry out with bitter blood and shaking voices of shame and revenge. We will allow the salty ocean of our tears and sweat to wash and purify this sacred earth, our mothers, daughters and sisters will know their true worth and receive their full sustains without price and bargain. Our fathers, sons and brothers will be weaned and unshackled, no longer will flesh and gender rule our Day, no longer will terror and quake rule our Night. No longer will we be moved to give ourselves away to prove our love, no longer will we contract for imprisonment and ownership of each other, let our yes be yes and our no be no.

May our First and True Mother be restored and honored in her full strength and beauty without ownership
May our First and True Father know and feel more than respect from us, may He know our real love for him always. I call forth the healers in my family's book of blood, I call forth all the healers of the body, I call forth the healers of the soul, I call forth all the healers of the mind,  I transcend all barriers of cultures, religions, faiths and race, I cry out to all times and all space. I honor you, I cherish you, I lift you up and bear you, my heart will stand and dance with you, I hear your heart's desire, I feel your heart's desire, we will know our heart's desire.

Let the free bonds of trust and honor be restored, let true unconditional love abound, pass this seed of release through out all generations, through out all our lands.


Art/Photo: When You Wishpered by Jenn Violetta

Mabon (Shifting with the flow of Light) Solar Eclipse

During this approaching seasonal shift and turning of the wheel, the Spirit of Mabon comes out to meet Ostara  with a partial solar eclipse. The moon cradles the sun and shares in her abilities to give NEW light, she allows him to rest as she covers him in her own bosom.  The moon gives the sun a chance to feel the darkness. 

You may find your own self feeling as if everything in your life has become a struggle and sacrifice, the wise and the foolish are fowling during this energy flow as we ride the tide back to full. The kings and the queens are stirring and buzzing with the bees casting storm and shadows on the ants and the life giving pollen and dust are the faes spreading!

This energy is calling out the shadows from your own depths, life partners, husbands and wives, parent and child are in a tizzy with some taking the high road to an unsavory throne and some being crucified and thrown back into ruin of the past, fear abounds making both all the more lost in their own pains and pangs to get back into the nature flow of creation.  Both lack in their dealings with each other, tears, sweat and blood do cry out with injustice as the wise and foolish howl at the moon and the sun, at Mabon and Ostara in their mysterious way of being filled with faith and ease in giving and allowing.

For all my people pleasing wise and foolish, look at the sun and the moon, remember their own ease and feel the message they have for you, be comforted to know you have the LIGHT always in day and night. If you helped another by crucifying your own time, life and opportunities, by forfeiting your chances to have what is meaningful to you, when you stand in that dark energy screaming out, "Foolish, Foolish self!" you have been so foolish to trust that wise one that you handed everything over to in believing when your time of want and need came they would do the same for you and would share all that you thought you had helped them to gain. Here is your reward in the darkest night, "YES" you did help them and "YES" the wise one has served you back in all the ways you taught them to." The Sun says to you dear one, you may have been last, but you lead the whole way from the there, where is your faith! Teach and lead in a NEW light that shines always in the night, tell you wise child, "Silly, Silly child of mine, there is nothing to fear in the dark. If they have cast you off in their own fear of lack and refused you, leave them be and worry not, they have their reward, the unsavory throne of fear, blind and burning always in the light."

For all those afraid to upset and disturb another's feelings, to you that need to cater to other's feelings, know this, it is true, you do not have the right to take someone else's ease from them...AND remember, some find the most ease and pleasure in being miserable and afraid, do not refuse them this pleasure, allow all others to be in whatever LIGHT they chose, for you, have the light in the day and the night. Never ending abundance of whatever your heart choices. Learn the tides of your heart!

As a partial solar exchange, the changes need not be in total and drastic ways.

 Many, Many blessings ~cizz

Mabon (The abundance of light)

In this season with the approaching change and turning of the wheel, I look, reflect upon and consider all that has been brought to me, I give thanks in the lesser and the greater harvest, I have been and will continue in being served well in all these gifts, I accept these blessings. It is with a pure joy filled heart that I gently place my feet and hands upon your beautiful and sacred ground, my beloved Mothers, my cherished Sisters, my sweet and pure Daughters. Our sacred tears are tears of sorrow touched and dried by the caress of the Sun of the Day turning them into healing salt that courses through the veins of all creation. I give thanks to my grandmother and my grandfather in the Sun that turned their Light and reflected that to my mother and my father in the Moon, I give praise to my mother and my father that turned and reflected that Light into the kings and queens (children) of the heavens. It is with tears of joy that I embrace the handmaiden and wondrous keeper of all this inspiration.

I give thanks in the Day and the Night, I give thanks to the stars above and the stars below, I give thanks to the stars to the left and the stars to the right. I give thanks as above so below, as within so without. I send out my heart's voice and breath of love in the Day and the Night.  

Let the cauldron of oil represent the safety, love, nourishment and the abundance of having the light in the Day and the Night, that lights all paths of the glorious stars. Let the cauldron remind you that in the darkest of the dark night when it appears you have been rejected and abandoned, it is only for a moment that the Moon turned the light away so that you can see the wick of your own cord and twain has been lit.

Many blessings ~cizz 

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