Time to Awaken again.
Two nights ago I got home from work and my husband and oldest son handed me a gift. Apparently my son, of whom I understand more then people think, had chosen it.
It touched my hands and my heart jumped, my mind swirled and I was on the verge of a memory. Every time I've had a memory surge as such, it brings me to tears. I was literally crying. My husband, being as he is, new some of what I was experiencing when I said it brought up a past life.
Now, I just need to take the time and sit with my new spells book (i'll get a pic in later): It's deep, faded red. Of the type of plastic that is very hard and like wood or metal. The paper inside is thin, and the binding is a gold cord that spirals through the pages and cover with tassels on either end.
Even now, thinking about it brings a slight surge of memory, but it's minimal. All I need to do now is just hold it in my hand with pen & paper and just let it flow. Very hard to do these days, considering I hardly get alone time at home, what with the toddler to take care of, or on the way to work, or at work...
I did dream though. Some sort of phrasing that was tickling my mind as I went to sleep and was nearly complete when I woke. Unfortunately, I cannot remember it exactly as when I woke.
Something to do with the elements and how they would affect the body.
I'll get it back, when I can sit with my new book and just.... relax and write.
It touched my hands and my heart jumped, my mind swirled and I was on the verge of a memory. Every time I've had a memory surge as such, it brings me to tears. I was literally crying. My husband, being as he is, new some of what I was experiencing when I said it brought up a past life.
Now, I just need to take the time and sit with my new spells book (i'll get a pic in later): It's deep, faded red. Of the type of plastic that is very hard and like wood or metal. The paper inside is thin, and the binding is a gold cord that spirals through the pages and cover with tassels on either end.
Even now, thinking about it brings a slight surge of memory, but it's minimal. All I need to do now is just hold it in my hand with pen & paper and just let it flow. Very hard to do these days, considering I hardly get alone time at home, what with the toddler to take care of, or on the way to work, or at work...
I did dream though. Some sort of phrasing that was tickling my mind as I went to sleep and was nearly complete when I woke. Unfortunately, I cannot remember it exactly as when I woke.
Something to do with the elements and how they would affect the body.
I'll get it back, when I can sit with my new book and just.... relax and write.