My Gods and Goddesses flow through me
Strong and powerful rising up in me
I offer my devotion and my love.
My mind is open to receive
The wisdom and guidance of Divine grace.
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Update: Both decks offered below have been claimed. But watch my own sites—their links are below—because I'll give the rest of the decks away there, bit by bit as I have the chance to photograph and post about 'em. The post below will remain, in case you want a sense of the giveaways I'm doing. Thanks for participating, this was fun for me! Blessed be. End of update
I am giving away two divination decks.
Backstory: Thirty-plus years as a spiritual counselor has led me to use a wide variety of decks.
But when gifted a huge collection of divination decks recently, I decided to pass on the handful that don't resonate with me. Receiving so many divination decks was a gift of bounty. It felt right to share the gift by only keeping decks I'd use.
Why is it so important to take only what we really need? Because everything we take harms another life. I included this Native American teaching as one of the Nine Touchstones I offered as a counterpoint to the Ten Commandments in Rebirth of the Goddess.
Recently, I have begun to realize that the concept of taking only what you need is the heart of sustainability ethics, an ethical system that can orient us to living in harmony with others and the natural world. The practice of great generosity is its counterpoint. When you have worked for, received, or accumulated more than you need, you should give it away.
I am washing wet clothes cast off by refugees who crossed the Sea of Death, the new name for channel only 4 nautical miles wide that separates Turkey and Lesbos. A tiny pink long-sleeved shirt with a boat neck, for a girl, size 3 months. The channel was relatively safe in the spring and summer, even though people were pushed into black rubber dinghies wearing illegal life jackets that would not float. A pair of leggings with feet, grey with pink, orange, brown, white, and blue polka-dots, to be worn over diapers. North winds have made the journey treacherous.
I am not on the front lines, pulling wet children alive and dead from the sea. I think my heart would break.
The character of autumn you experience will depend a lot on where you live. An autumn in New England is sharper, brighter, frostier and more resplendent with tree colours than the UK. In my corner of the world, damp, grey, misty conditions are common – although we do get other weather too. We may get frost, or a lot of rain, warm balmy days, or high winds, or combinations of any and all of these things.
Yesterday I walked over the hills, and found that the flood plain of the River Severn was full of mist. A great torrent of cloud had washed up the river valley, looking like a river in full spate, breaking against the hills in distinctive waves, ocean-like at times. Whole settlements vanished from sight beneath it, the hills across the river were entirely gone. The effect was uncanny, as though everything had been washed away. I do not have any images, and an image alone would not convey the effect, because without knowing what was hidden, the scene would lose much of its power....
We don't shy away from talk of death in my house. With five cats, some of them sneaks who get out the front door before we can catch them, we see enough death on a regular basis in the form of rodent and bird carcasses laid out for us.
Some parents would tell their little ones the dead mouse is sleeping, but I believe in being honest and direct with my children. Death is a part of life, and it happens all around us. Living in a forest near a busy road we see the cycles of life as a tangible constant: sex, birth, growth, decline, decay, and renewal. They're in the plants and animals who share our space as our neighbors and family....