All Ways, awareness, Crystal and Stone, desire, destiny, Earth, Eros, face all odds, Fire and Flood, Magick, sensuality, spirit to spirit, the light in her eyes, the Wyrd's, transcendence, transformation
~ Crystal And Stone ~
There were moments, before and after the missive above, that in the interim, the Muse and I experienced beautiful and passionate abandon, the type that was spontaneous, vigorous, and sensual. The sexual magick between us was, to say the least, what true lovers, experience. The heat, the honesty, the intimacy are of the utmost sincerity in moments like this, and the intentions are more than support, they are the elixir of union.
Many days would pass, and the Muse would remain apart, partly for her own reasons, and partly circumstantial. I was learning patience. This was a process that, in many respects, I was on familiar ground. This time in my life, however, was to test me severely. The wanting to aid the Muse, and being rebuffed for many a logical reason, made the time away, that much more difficult.
The early days of magick, or random occurrence, would almost always bring us together, unannounced, synchronistically bringing us exactly what we both needed: each other. These moments were also tinged with tender moments of individuality, when either Her or I, would visit those special places that we jealously guarded, and in that particular place, still throbbing with the attention we gave to each other, would leave a small token – something that the Muse and I did, without planning, for each other, from the very beginning.
Such was a moment for me. A gift from the Muse, one to encourage, support, and remind me, that She remained, for me.