Going home...

   I've wondered for many years what it would be like if I could visit the places that have resonated in my soul since childhood. How would it feel to step, barefoot, on soil I have walked upon in another life? Would I recognize anyone? Would it make my heart beat faster? Would I cry?

   Sounds silly to some but I truly think of these things. Luckily, for me I get to find out very soon. I leave on the trip of a lifetime in a couple months. New Orleans, England, Ireland and Scotland. I get to see Nine Ladies Stone Circle for myself. I will finally be able to lay hands on the stones of my ancestors and join my energy with theirs.

   I will see the city I love, my Mecca, New Orleans. Where anything can happen, and usually does. Where spirits see me as a taxi and "catch a ride" if need be. No worries...I don't mind.

   I will step foot on Irish soil. Something no one in my family has done since they immigrated to the United States so very many years ago.

   I will walk the alleyways of Mary Kings Close, in Scotland, and bring peace to any who wish to communicate with me from whatever realm they reside in.

   I will meet people I have known forever, and some I've only just discovered. I will sink myself into the mist and let it's mysteries surround me. I hope to gain knowledge in all I see, feel and hear. I wish to share it all with you. I will not shield. I will not fight it.

   I have lived many lives from which I can learn and I want to learn it all. I need to learn it all. This is my final go around on this earth. My only wish is that I leave it a better place than how I found it. The only way I can do that is by going home...

Blessed Be )O(