When problems abound, whether a savage wind blows debris into my face or is at my back carrying me swiftly toward my destination, I try to release my heartfelt desires to the wind and into the care of the cosmos, which is endless, loving magic. I seek to learn—not just in my head but in my gut—that to acknowledge my fears and misgivings and then turn away from them and release my life, let go, trust in magic, is to fully participate in life.

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The Equinox ritual at the beach yesterday turned out differently from what I’d planned. There was one problem after another. And I loved the event. 

Chaos Gods accompanied us from the beginning. Things kept going “wrong.” Even getting to the beach was enormously problematic. 

There was a fierce ocean wind, to which we surrendered, letting it carry us through the chaos as part of the chaos.

Here’s an example. A friend had generously gifted me boxes of fresh rose petals that I used in another ritual. Then I dried them and planned to use them in the Equinox ritual. I was excited about that because, though it may not be apparent in the photograph, I ended up with a huge box of dried petals.

Envisioning calm weather, I’d planned that each person would receive two handfuls of petals to throw into the ocean, one handful to make a wish by giving it to the cosmos’ care, and one handful as an offering. 

When the time came, I started to open the box. As soon as it had opened the tiniest bit, the ocean wind whipped into the sliver of space between lid and box, then started scooping up all the petals. Every single one would’ve been swept away in no time, had I not immediately slammed the lid closed. 

Having made its point, the wind graciously died down. Kindly wind—the living presence of kindly Gods.  

I changed my plans for the petals. 

The wind whipped itself up again, but not quite as ferociously as before. I’d be able to open the box. I suggested everyone take a handful of petals and make a wish by opening their hands to release their wishes to the wind and into the cosmos’ care, which is endless loving magic.  Release, let go, trust in magic. 

Some of our petals took flight to the Gods. Others scurried across the sand on their magical errand. 

Then we each took another handful and opened our palms to let the wind snatch the petals as an offering. 

The ritual included a series of things gone wrong and, actually, going right. 

I am very organized. I like that about myself, but everything has its place. Yesterday, surely all of us came to the ritual bringing wild Gods in our wake. Divinely mad wind, divinely mad energy. I loved it. Amazing people attend my events. I am so blessed by that. … My organizational skills helped me quickly reshape the ritual so we could reap the benefits of the chaos. … The amazing people who attend my events are so amazing that they also see the need for them to usually be really organized during my classes. Bless them!

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