The Winter In My Heart Turns To Spring

I'm starting this not knowing exactly what I want to say. I guess I feel I need to catch up. I've started a Mirror Book, as well as a Book of Shadows. I've performed a spell. One was interrupted, so I'm not counting it. I feel in tune with nature. I feel...joyous. Even though things in my life seem to be falling to pieces. Or maybe the pieces were never meant to fit together. Either way, rough changes are being made. Life is taking an abrupt turn. I'm just thankful that I have my Wicca to see me through. I got two Scott Cunningham books, and I find myself mourning his death. He died the year after I was born, but I feel we could have been kindred spirits. He seems to take my feelings on Wicca and give them life. I'm so thankful to have been able to learn from him. He was a great man. A great Wicca. I wonder where he is now...

Come what may, let Wicca guide my way.
Gentle breezes.

Willow