tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586813249327017578.post2282013361024293406..comments2022-11-18T07:17:53.569-08:00Comments on Living a Life Enchanted: DarkLunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02687982349262548107noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586813249327017578.post-63199904278331599042010-01-04T10:37:15.328-08:002010-01-04T10:37:15.328-08:00Donna, as someone who typically finds this time of...Donna, as someone who typically finds this time of year a challenge, I really loved this post and how it reframes my thought. Thank you for the inspiration!...if only the darkness were warmer!searching for sattvahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16399441882105835900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586813249327017578.post-73698060254263258582010-01-03T12:44:50.473-08:002010-01-03T12:44:50.473-08:00:) *hug*:) *hug*Lunahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02687982349262548107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586813249327017578.post-56144319251328216242010-01-03T07:53:53.485-08:002010-01-03T07:53:53.485-08:00I loved this entry. It brought to mind a time in ...I loved this entry. It brought to mind a time in winter years ago when I was spending Christmas at the home of a close friend. She lived in a town I had never been to in a part of Pennsylvania with which I was completely unfamiliar. Christmas Eve I took my dog on a snowy walk into a dark field. I had no idea what I would encounter. There was no sound except for the falling snow which is more of a feeling than a sound. I remember saying aloud to the Goddess: "I am in your hands as I walk into the unknown. Whatever you choose for me I am willing." Thank you for reminding me of that time. Perhaps it's time for me to give myself over to Her again.Bettina Stahlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10597826222151510876noreply@blogger.com