Dearest Hearths of Heart and Home,
Winter is speeding our way. Time continues to slip past us all the quicker. The world as we know it is changing at dizzying, uncontrollable velocities. What better time to focus on getting one’s house in order? To release that which we cannot control, that which no longer serves us, and pour our energies into creating something beautiful that will in fact serve us the best.
In Homer’s 24th hymn, he invokes Hestia, calling upon her to come into the home and “bestow grace upon my song.” What would your song sound like bestowed with grace? Does your heart long for such a melody? What changes could you make to steer your life in the direction of that sweetly graced song?
Now is the time. Time to build up your hearth’s fire. Metaphorically, literally, or a combination of both. Purification can be found through the flames. You can write a letter of everything you need to purge from your mind, old habits you want to break, ways of relating that don’t serve you, anything you would do better without. Then light your fire and burn the list to release these thoughts.
The process begins by clearing out and making space for the new. Rituals like these clear up headspace and heartspace. And they free up much needed energies to commit to that which is treasured. That which has always been precious but somehow became neglected. Once we make room in our hearts, more beneficial elements in our lives are able to surface.
Go through every bit. Take stock. Weed out what you don’t need. Anytime we release something that is not serving us, it’s a clear message to the universe that we’re ready to let in that which will bring light to our lives. We say we’re willing to receive that which is meant to be. It feeds our souls. Fuels our flames. Deep, previously neglected parts of us now get nourished.
Sometimes it means making hard sacrifices. They might even be painful. But that’s part of the human experience – opening ourselves up to feel everything and experience the entire spectrum of emotions. If we keep a bravely, boldly open heart, there is so much beauty and growth that rises up out of the pain.
That work of releasing might be challenging at first but can become a meditative practice eventually. And once in that state, the song of our highest paths begins to sing more loudly. A whisper that crescendos into a lucid melody.
As time continues to accelerate, there couldn’t be a more ideal moment to clear space in our heads and hearts, to make space in our lives, to manifest that which we most desire. To put energy into something simpler and set us on our highest paths. Your highest path will sing to you with such radiance and grace that it’s undeniable once you start to set off in the right direction.
Once you’ve made space, go back and set your intentions. Get clear on exactly what you want and need and then make it happen. Be specific about your desires and act as though they are already a reality – it will come just as soon as you’re ready. But not a second before. Remember the universe doesn’t work with conventional timelines, so just keep living every day like it’s the most blessed one (because it is!) and keep stoking the flames in your hearth. Tend to the fire in your heart and home and before you know it, more of what you don’t need will fall away and everything you do will be welcomed in.
Begin to make new rituals. Bless both your outer and inner landscapes. Focus on your inner landscape and do the work to make sure everything is well cared for and ready for any climatic changes ahead. Once you’ve looked after the hearth in your heart, turn to that in your home. Nest and create the space you’ve always deserved. What will make it most feel like home? Tend to the hearth. Even if you can’t build a big fire you can always light candles, call upon the magic of your sweetly graced song, speak your intentions aloud or even just give them voice in your head. Spend time being quiet and listen to what speaks around you. Say blessings and prayers to seal in the sacred, to infuse your space with all things divine. Then take a deep breath of gratitude and realize.
You’ve come home.
In lust, love, and all things woo,