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Out of my Element

It comes as no surprise to anyone who knows me that I am,in fact, a Fire sign. I relate to fire easier than I do to any other element. My roommate has even told me that the reason I sweat and overheat so much in the summertime is because I carry so much fire power inside of me. I crave time in front of a fire built in a pit or a cauldron. To me, fire represents passion and wildness and strength.

Don't get me wrong...I have always cherished all the other elements in their own way, and I know that as witches we can tend to want to use that old parental saying, “I love all of them equally.” For me, though, I kept them compartmentalized. Fire, being my primary focus, became the main element of my focus. Earth became second because of my love for gardening and the ability for it to essentially create from what seemed to be nothing. Air was third due to my love of birds and craving for spirit knowledge. Last on the list was water. For some reason, I saw water as the weakest of the elements. This wasn't something that I did intentionally....but it just progressively became a way of thinking for me. I saw water as calming, healing and unobtrusive.....kind of like the Clark Kent of elements. It seemed to always be the last element acknowledged in any of my rituals and the one to whom I paid the least attention.....until quite recently.

The summer here in Atlanta has been so much wetter than normal. Each year, it seemed as though we were under burning bans and drought conditions...only watering plants after dark or before sunlight. We weren't quite prepared for all the rain that came along with June and July. It was a new thing altogether for me. I am not used to carrying umbrellas with me to work each day. I am not used to playing 'dodge-the-puddle' with the dogs when I take them out. By the beginning of August, I had gotten used to being soggy most every day. I was wondering when the webs would start forming between my toes. I was beginning to get used to the dismal gray skies that accompanied it and wondered if I would ever get to see sunshine again.

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