athenagrey: (Cherry Blossom)
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My spring cleaning is mostly done for the year. I clean in anticipation of spring, using the weeks between Imbolc and Ostara to shake the cobwebs of winter out of my home and my head.

I have a few tips I'd like to share with you.

First, embrace your cleaning as a spiritual process. You are preparing for most honored Guests. Be glad for the returning light, and be glad that Mother Earth has awakened. Be active and enthusiastic in your welcome.

Second, let in fresh air. A breath of fresh air is more than a cliche. It does awaken and enliven you. When I lived at my most northern way station, I would finish cleaning a room, open the window wide, and scurry out, closing the door behind me. An hour later, I would rush back in to close the window, and eventually the room would warm up. I love the memories of that sudden rush of cold air.

Third, the best way to really clean a room is to take everything out, roll up the rugs, and clean from top to bottom. If you don't have enough space to do this, create four zones in the room and empty each zone completely to clean it. Of course, everything that has to go back must be cleaned first and the put away.

Lastly, when all the cleaning is done, renew the blessing on your home, by earth, air, fire, water and spirit!
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I'm ready for spring. That doesn't mean that my spring cleaning is done. My flu followed by Amber's UTI sidetracked me completely from major cleaning. Until Monday, my days are bounded morning and evening by coaxing a stubborn little cat to swallow a miniscule amount of liquid medicine. Despite our struggles, she still purrs for me and eats treats from my hand.

Nonetheless, the Aerie glows with light, and everything is tidy if not polished within an inch of its life. All the houseplants have been bathed free of their winter's dust, and they are reaching toward the sun with such enthusiasm.

So am I.

There are things that have to change in my life, things that are begging to flourish in the sunlight. I have temporarily lost control of the one day of the week that I make mine. I want it back. My creative and spiritual lives are both a bit dusty and uninspired. I have not had conversation with the sea in a long time.

Tonight is my new moon observance, delayed as late as possible. I want to ride that sigh of completion, that deep and grateful exhalation, and declare these obstacles out of my life. I'm going to do Ritual-with-a-capital R tonight, claiming the raging energy of the rain and flood to power everything that I will to change.

Sunday, I am reclaiming my day. I've always been more focused when I set aside an hour a day, a day a week, and a week each year for myself. I'm really careful about my hour a day and my week each year, but I have been careless about my day a week. No more.

I am looking forward to the Spring Equinox, and can feel the transformative energy building. It's time to blossom, to be transformed.


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June 2012

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