Dreams terrify me & I cannot write a dream journal,
but I did write this. It isn’t a spell as much as my
intent to let go. Forgive me my grief makes me foolish.
Light a small white candles, one for each loss.
Light a blue candle to help release anger.
Burn dragon’s blood incense for healing & protection.
To those who are gone, Bon Voyage
They won’t return. They are gone.
I know they are & I am so angry.
One cannot bargain with death.
The sorrow & depression is crippling.
I will work toward acceptance but
There is so much I have not addressed.
I could say:
“You can’t be dead…”
“How could you leave me?”
“Please, please don’t leave me!”
But my grief stays - complicated
And I wonder if the pain will ever end.
Beloved Goddess hold them,
Accept them, into your care.
But Grant me peace or make me stone.
They are all gone, I don’t want to be alone
I look for comfort, perhaps that’s why I’m here.
What if my longing won’t disappear?
Is my soul corrupt? Or is that survivors guilt.
I feel so empty, Like there’s a cloud in my brain.
Oh my Lady, Forgive my weakness
I am stronger than this,
I always survive. You know I do.
Bless my loved ones. I release them to you
With a kiss and a bow. And gratitude too.
As I have spoken. So let it be.