Morning Journal – A Strange Awakening

March 29, 2023

Moon Fase Waxing Gibbous

I woke up this morning, feeling hung over and somehow, disconnected. I’d known last night when I went to sleep, I’d be groggy when I woke, because I’d forgotten to take my late afternoon meds and though it wouldn’t hurt anything to take them with my night time meds, I knew it would leave me in a bit of a fog. What I’d not prepared myself for, was the apparent out of body experience I’d had during the night. I suppose, I should be honest and state, I did cast magik before I went to bed. I took the time to wash up at the bathroom sink and to brush my hair until it hung in long, smooth curls. Then, I’d cast a circle of protection around the bed where Blue and I slept and asked to be shown what I needed to know.

Even now, the words I’d said, as I cast the circle, ring clear in my head. “I summon stir and call ye up. East, South, West and north. Powers I know to be. Powers which strengthen and impower me and this magik work I do. I ask you surround Blue and me, where we sleep. I ask you protection keep. Then, once we’re asleep, I ask you, show me what I need to see. Open my third eye and let me see. As I will. As she will. As we will. So, Mote, It Be. Blessid Be, Amen.”

Then, remembering I’d forgotten to pick a stone from my window seal I got back out of bed and chose one, but as I got back into bed, I was suddenly unsure which stone it was. There were several kinds ranging from a piece of petrified wood, which although not a stone has earth bound quality which now I think of it, might have been the best to use, since I’d hoped to stay tethered while traveling, to tourmaline which also wouldn’t be a bad choice but looking back, not being sure and knowing crystals each contain their own power and purpose was a bad idea.

I’d had them all in order from left to right but somehow they’d become scattered and out of order and my not having memorized which were which by feel yet, I should have either somehow made sure of which was which or left them where they were. There was already a rose quarts stone in my elephant pouch and I should have let that be enough.

Anyhow, this morning, when I woke up, not only did I have a medication fog but I was completely disoriented and disconnected. I didn’t realize it at first. I went into the kitchen, flipped on the coffeepot and as I stumbled back to the bathroom for my morning routine, I said, “Damn I knew I’d need the coffee to be ready to start but I had no idea I’d feel quite like this.”

I didn’t really become aware something was wrong though, until I began readying my cup for the coffee to come. As I worked to heat the half and half and put in the little bit of sugar, I allowed myself, things began to go weird. First, the cup I wanted to heat the half and half in was buried in the dish drainer. Every time I tried to get it out, things fell overtop of it. Frustrated, I grabbed a coffee canister I’d saved to put sugar in and went to the cabinet to put it away. When I tried it wouldn’t go in so thinking the cabinet was too full I went to another. Still the stupid thing didn’t want to go. “Damn it! Kitchen! What’s your problem?” I snarled as I shoved the canister in and slammed the door.

Then, realizing I had to open a new pack of sugar I declared, “Blast it! I just put the thing away and now I need it again.”

A moment later, when I began pouring the sugar into the canister I’d just forced into the cabinet, I also began coming fully to myself and realized, something was wrong. As I poured the now warmed half and half and sugar into my insulated cup I began to chant. “There is no part of our life which does not belong to the Goddess. There is no part of our body which does not belong to the goddess. We are she and she is we as we will. As she will. As we all will. Blessid Be.” For a moment I wondered why I’d said it that way. It wasn’t the normal way. Then, as I began my morning prayers, Blue came bumbling into the room. “Oh hell! How stupid am i?” I asked the air. “He traveled with me. Damn! Why can’t I remember.”

I cannot remember what we did or where we went but fragments are coming back. I’m hopeful when we take our morning walk later, it will come back to me. I’ve a designated place for magik along my route. If I’m feeling more grounded by then, I may try and look back to last night while we’re out but it will depend on how many people are around. I certainly don’t want to be in a trance and have someone walk up and talk to me.

For now, the coffee is hot and the weather is not and that’s the way the chief and I love it. There’s no danger afoot but there is some presence here. I am certain something happened last night, I just don’t know what. What I do know is that what I chanted while making my first cup of what is for me surely a magik brew is true. Our lives and bodies are of the creator, no matter what name we call. Blue is powerful in his own right and I’m only sorry I’m just now realizing how much and what kind. I suppose I’ve been frightened to see and accept it. But it is what it is and I’m glad.

My tale for now is done. I thank you for reading all the way to the end. May Harmony find You and Blessid Be.

About Patty L. Fletcher

Patty Fletcher is a single mother with a beautiful daughter, of whom she is enormously proud. She has a great son-in-law and six beautiful grandchildren. From April 2011 through September 2020, she owned and handled a black Labrador from The Seeing Eye® named King Campbell Lee Fletcher A.K.A. Bubba. Sadly, after a long battle with illness on September 24, 2020, King Campbell went to the Rainbow Bridge where all is peace and love. In July 2021, she returned to The Seeing Eye® and was paired with a Black Labrador Golden Retriever cross named Blue.

PATTY’S BLINDNESS…

Patty was born one and a half months premature. Her blindness was caused by her being given too much oxygen in the incubator. She was partially sighted until 1991, at which time she lost her sight due to an infection after cataract surgery and high eye pressure. She used a cane for 31 years before making the change to a guide dog.

WHERE SHE LIVES AND WORKS…

Currently, Patty lives and works in Kingsport, Tenn.

She’s the creator and owner of Tell-It-To-The-World Marketing (Author, Blogger, Business Assist), The Writer’s Grapevine Online Magazine and the creator and host of the Talk to Tell-It-To-The-World Marketing Podcast.

WRITING GOAL…

Patty writes with the goal of bridging the great chasm which separates the disabled from the non-disabled.

HOBBIES…

Patty’s hobbies include reading, music, and attending book clubs via Zoom.

FAVORITE TUNES…

Some of her favorite types of tunes are classic rock, rhythm and blues, and classic country.

FAVORITE READS…

Patty enjoys fantasy, science fiction, and books about the supernatural. She loves books by Stephen King, Dean Koontz, Norah Roberts, and many more. Some favorite books include Norah Roberts’ Hide Away, Stephen King’s Dark Tower series, J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter series, Robert Jordan’s Wheel of Time series, and J.R.R. Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings series.

SPIRITUAL FAITH…

Patty describes herself as a spiritual Walker. She says she knows both Mother Goddess and Father God and embraces all they have to offer.

CONTACT…

Email: patty.volunteer1@gmail.com

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