Virgo:: I decided to work on your horoscope while out in nature today. Armed with my notebook of astrology data, I found a fallen tree to use as a chair on the muddy bank of Ross Creek. As I gazed into the rain-swollen torrent and thought about you, a little voice in my head said I should give you the following message: To invoke the awareness that will help you formulate this week's most important questions, spend quality time watching water flow through the earth, watching clouds stream through the sky, and watching thoughts glide across your mind's eye.

Witches' Weekly:: Imbolc: What type of symbology do you associate with this time of year? Do you do anything special around your home and sacred space?

( My thoughts on Imbolc.Collapse )


I also find it amusing that this morning, before I even realized it was Imbolc, I had the most intense dairy craving. In fact, while I had been favoring spicy perfumes of late, this morning, I went back and forth between Beaver Moon, which essentially smells like rich, frosted vanilla cupcakes, and Dana O'Shee, which is a thick, creamy almond scent with grain and honey notes. My body is certainly in tune with the Wheel of the Year, even when my brain forgets.

On the docket for tonight: Sushi with my Annabean. And this weekend, I get to go swing dancing, then hang out with some of my favorite birthday girls.

And if at all possible, maybe I can fit in a haircut. The hair is getting too long, to the point where it looks all one length, and I just pull it back. I have a round face, and so it's time to get things layered again. I keep going back and forth. Part of me wants to go really short, like this, maybe. I just don't know if it will suit me, and I'm not sure I'm willing to spend a small eternity growing my hair out if I hate it. Plus, there's the whole thing where I might look really top-heavy. I'll probably go for a shag that hits about an inch below my chin. I'm also considering getting blonde on red highlights. Time for a change.