The emerging of what is meant to be - not what You plan
"If You realize that in truth time does not exist, know that everything has equal importance; Already as You prepare for the ritual, the ritual has begun"
Èowynn Morrigan Poletreader
This is what I always remind my clients when doing rituals.
Preparation of the ritual is just as important as actually the DOING of it. An puzzling series of events last week, led me to experience the truth of this in a very practical way.
I was preparing my Sacred space for a beautiful ritual with my Golden Miracle Oil. I was tidying the room and my altar, or visual focus. Starting with the altar. Taking away everything, washing it off with lukewarm water, salt and a drop of lavender oil. I was rinsing my dusty items, the crystals (aaaall of them), the small Bridie-sculpture, the glass-box with my little magical tokens.
And after some thought, I re-organized the altar with fewer items (it always seems to accumulate more and more items as the weeks pass), a couple of new ones including a purple glass-cauldron with sea-salted water, and finally sprayed it with my Smudging-Spray.
It looked beautiful. It felt good - like a fresh start and light energies.
And then I continued to prepare the rest of the room. Changing linens, dusting, airing, vacuuming, tidying and finally smudging with a beautiful Sage-incense. I was looking forward to the ritual I was doing later that night, but not actually using my focus consciously. Just doing my thing in a light-hearted manner with expectation.
As the cherry on the pie, I finally put my beautiful bottle of Golden Miracle Oil in the middle of the altar. It was done.
My Golden Miracle Oil
As I later slightly tired but excitedly entered the space and added some of my Sacred oil to start the ritual, it seemed everything fell apart. I just couldn't get the link for my sacred sister-circle and ritual to work. It took me nearly half an hour to realize it wasn't meant to be - and by that time the disappointed and frustration of my disrupted plans had brought me to tears.
I mean - I had planned a beautiful evening for myself. I had prepared thoroughly and everything was ready - I had even lighted the candles and put on my anointing oil. The children were put to bed. The new moon was here. I was going to connect with my sisters. And then there was just silence. Silence and non-doing. I decided to go to sleep.
And lying there in bed - listening to the disruption of my plans, the disappointment and frustration, another energy erupted. The emerging of what was meant to be - not what I had planned!
And for several hours that night, I received a constant flow of information, revelations and new insights about life, destiny, spiritual entities, our energy-system but foremost; about LOVE. In the end, I was so excited that I had to wake up my husband that by now also had gotten into bed. We ended up talking for a couple of hours, and I managed to convey the importance of my new revelations and we were both stunned by the importance of these new insights.
In the end - I pushed my personal love-reset button I realized was there, and the next morning waking up, I felt like my life had taken another turn. A new, more loving and PURER way had opened up. And my mind bowed down in appreciation to what was created - without my actually creating it. The shaping of life through non-doing.
And it was perfect.
And I looked at my Miracle-Oil and thanked its Deva for coming to me and sharing its gifts with me. Maybe in the end it was all her doing?