This mornings alter.
Every morning I try my best to exercise, meditate and count my blessings. I never leave the house without having done my Morning Blessing to the Sisters Three and without smudging my aura to rid the excess debris from the previous night, taking care not to spill my morning brew with another little chant. These little rituals are my ways to set myself up for the day ahead. I’d be less energetic and unbalanced if I chose to ignore these quirky and pleasant rituals of Love Light and Joy.
There have been mornings where i’d literally leave in such a hurry or choose to go on the internet instead of quieting my mind. As a result I would feel unbalanced, agitated and exposed to all types of energies. Since I made the conscious decisions to start everyday filled with love, my mentality has changed and I’ve felt a shift mentally, physically and spiritually.
I’m so grateful for all that has been presented to me. For if I wasn’t shown the ‘Everyday Magic’ book by my mum over 10 years ago I wouldn’t have memorised such a powerful blessing, or if hadn’t gone to a Mind Body and Spirit event during one of my greatest times in need I wouldn’t have been introduced to my favourite yogi of all time in such a profound way – Shiva Rea. All that we are introduced to and everything we experience is manifested for a reason. I believe that reason is to help us grow. We’re all divinely guided by an array of spiritual beings who want to help. Be open to receiving and the magic that yearns to be unlocked will reveal itself in the most beautifully rewarding ways. I promise.
Light a white candle shortly after awakening and chant:
I call upon you Sister Three
You who sit beneath Life’s Tree
Bless and watch over me this day
These things of you I ask and pray.
Mighty Colothos, you who spin
The thread and yarn of my life on whim,
Grant my thread by soft yet strong
And the essence of my own Life’s song
Mighty Lachesis, you who weave
And measure the cloth of Life with ease
With my life beautifully
With colour and texture for all to see.
Mighty Atropos you who slice
Life’s fabric and thread with a snip precise
Grant me now another day
To return to thank you, this I pray.
Mighty ones, oh Sisters Three,
You who sit beneath the Tree
For each day I awaken to
Accept the thanks I offer you!