Happy Solar New Year!!!

[Litha]

credits to L.Edmond

The Spring Equinox and the Sun entering Aries is the time of yearly renewal -- the Zodiac begins from the beginning again.
Solar energy pushes us and all plantlife upwards. The natural energy returns and we begin to reawaken from winter lethargy. This is the time to start new things. Feeling vital and confident about the future, it's time to be adventurous, be brave, just do it, and even be the Fool if that will stimulate growth.
Only a Fool can become the Hero.
Part of Aries' nature is the vulnerability its naivete can create, and Aries often plays the part of the romantic fool. If the energy pushes you out and pulls you up, rush into it. Get out there -- the world needs YOU now!!

Get ready to make your dreams more than fantasy. Aries is ruled by Mars the energizer, creating abundant energy to start new projects and elevate your excitement and enthusiasm levels.
And this year, Mars just made a conjunction with Pluto and trined Venus, which can add extra fuel to your fire and determination to your actions.
Experiment with new ideas and possibilities.
The tempo is fast-paced; fly gracefully without bumping into too many people/walls.
Use this energy to positively assert your beautiful self.

[woodencat]

Thanks for posting this Litha...and the wonderful-Wonderful-WONDERFUL "Touch The Earth" on wicca.com. Both have really inspired me.

Thank You :sunny:

[Litha]

you are ever so welcome Woodencat :D

I think you might appreciate this, that my friend LoneEagleEye sent to me today:

Listen...... The ground on which we stand is holy ground. It is whole, complete, and we are made of it.
It replenishes us, bears our disrespect of it, and never denies us of itself, it's wealth and abundance.

The earth is not ours. Nothing is ours.
What have we created ?
What can we say that we truly possess ?
Even that thing in the head that says "this is mine", and "that is mine", even that is not ours.
We did not invent it, and we can not wish it away.
What can we possess -- we whose every breath is the wind breathing through us ? What is it then, about which we are perpetually at war ? What is it that we think we possess and must defend ? Is it the idea, the dream, the moving, ever changing picture ?

We are not the host.
We are the guest, a fleeting bit of selfish dust which the wind will blow away in its season. We are set here in paradise, in the manifestation of material love and know it not. For we are the earth caught in a dream of itself, and can not see that the dream is only part of the truth of life. It is not life's master. So we walk in the garden petrified of the falling leaves, of the rushing wind, of the great waters which are innocent and have no way of knowing we are terrified of their playfulness.

Why do we kill. The earth, the wind, the seas, and each other with a gun, or a look, a gesture of dismissal ?
Caring is built into the very soil that sustains us, or we could not be healed of our sickness. When we stand alone, with our eyes turned towards the bountiful and the beautiful, how can we not see the holiness of life in its aspects. In the autumn leaf, the summer wild
flower, the fragile snowflake, and the spring rain ? And how can we not see it in each other, who exist by virtue of that bounty and beauty ?

What does it take for the dream to fall and shatter in a thousand pieces on the virgin ground ? When shall we have enough of tears, of blood, of nightmares ? And when shall we come to know the holiness which surrounds us and holds us up despite our callous disrespect of itself, of life ?

Walk softly on the mother's breast and feel her hair beneath your feet. Let the wind touch you -- your arms, your hands and legs and face, and feel its gentle caress. Be free of the terrors of the day and the night, for they are void and have no life. They will not sustain you. They can only plunder and destroy the beauty of the heart before it can even be born.

Listen to the raging water and be part of it's action.
Put your ear to the tree and feel it's life moving inside, it's heart pounding with excited freedom. Give in to
the call of life and be born. There is nothing to lose because we have nothing of value. The real treasure exists in the silent action of life outside the dream. Listen...

[woodencat]

Litha
That is so beautiful :sunny:
Thank you SO much for posting this... !
It really speaks to me ~ Each word.

Who may I ask wrote this? LoneEagleEye?

What wonderful words to take off to my dreams...well it's 5am here..and i'm off to bed...LOL..for real :)

thanks

[Litha]

yes, it touched me as well.
Lone sent it but not certain who wrote it.
I'll ask the ext time we're incontact and find out the author for you.
nighy-night!

[belladonna23]

Litha,
That was really beautiful!

[Litha]

yes, it really speaks to you when you read it doesn't it?!
my friend Lone sends me some great stuff (: