Happy Solstice. This year went largely uncelebrated in the conventional ways, but my heart and soul soared in love and life.
I've been writing letters to my friends and family in MT, and some in Portland also, keep an eye out for those. They aren't long letters, but they are all from my heart and I really wanted to write them.
New job starts this Wednesday. I know I've been job hopping a bit this last year, but the Rock and Roll Cafe doesn't look to be going anywhere, along with the fact that the can't give me the hours I need. At the new place Red Star, (redstartavern.com) I know I'll have the hours with the growth and learning I need. I'm quite excited and a little nervous, also. I have that feeling of dread I get when I don't think I'm going to do well, or I'm not good enough. I know I am, and I've been assured by almost everyone that I'll be fine, but it's,.... change. Change is hard sometimes, and it takes some getting used to. But that's like saying the sun is bright, it just takes some time for your retinas to focus and filter out the excess light. Agh, how redundant and obvious I can be at times.
I've not really anything else on my mind, just the normal romances and such, so in I go with the songs...
"
A pure veil of darkness.
A mysterious fog.
The Moon is full.
And the Wolves you call.
Red as my blood it is the sky above us.
As I witness the arrival of the Winter Solstice.
And I cry from the abyss with the legions of Lilith.
Who grant me, son of Goat, the virtues if the black oath.
And I clime upon the Raven Mountain and yell.
Oh! Thunders of light and pyres of flames
- Fire is my domain -
Oh! Freezing breezes, rain and snow
- Winter is my domain -
Oh! White Whale, Leviathan
-Water is my domain-
Oh! Most beautiful mountains and forests
-The Earth and Air are my domain-
So I invocate: Eaaaaaaa! Winter rise!...
and the Ancient Winter Goddess rises
and sits in her throne of snow and stone.
Soon red will be the colour of the snow under us because
She have sent Her angels and the fury of Winter.
A cold morning will born and white is the sky above us.
And by the powers of Winter
Die!"
"Ancient Winter Goddess", Moonspell, Under Satanae
Twilight and Beauty,
Salome