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A Blessed Day

No matter how you choose to celebrate – Ēostre, Ostara, or Easter, the symbolism is the same; the death and rebirth of life during this time of year. Make it a blessed one and may your day be filled with much love and light. ❥jill
  

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Blessed Ostara ||☽✯☾


Feel the Cosmic sway
as the balance shifts
Astrological year begins

Equal parts darkness and light
la luna e il sole
in my birthsign aligned

At dusk I go in preparation
for dawnings celebration 
To bask in the promise 
of the light half of this year 

©2015 | jillterry.com

  


Blessed Ostara ||☽✯☾

Feel the Cosmic sway
as the balance shifts
Astrological year begins

Equal parts darkness and light
la luna e il sole
in my birthsign aligned

At dusk I go in preparation
for dawnings celebration
To bask in the promise
of the light half of this year

☮jill

©2015 | jill terry

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Epiphany

Today I am happy to simply be alive
To see this most glorious day
Marking the change of another season
Another shift on the wheel of the world

Of which I am fully
And consciously aware

Planting seeds of wisdom
In the form of words
Scattering them to the winds
To land where they may
And grow where they will

No bars can restrain my spirit this day
No chains to bind me to thy self
This day I am a child of the universe

This day I am bringing out my wings

To soar wherever the warm breeze guides
Gathering a bounty on my lone journey
Of the natural mysteries and beauty
Of our world

Yes…

Today I am thankful
To simply be alive

©2012 Jill Terry
Jillterry.com


Universal Wheel

Calendars with pictures and numbered blocks; devices keeping time that buzz or tick-tock; schedules and appointments, days rushing past; constantly looking forward, no time to look back; living on the planet is a commonality we all share – but living in this magical world, is something too few of us do.

Without a calendar to give advance notice, under the cloak of penetrating darkness; my ancient oaks spread their limbs, shaking off all that had clung through the winter; a universal knowing of the changing of seasons, nature’s internal clock by which all others are set.

Instilling hope and acting as reminder, that if we allow the universe to do the guiding instead of grasping to illusory reigns, convincing ourselves that we’re in control, the world would be a better place, for having us live in her and not simply on her.

Happy Spring!

©2012 Jill Terry
Jillterry.com


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