We stir a magical brew of synergy drawing from life, death, and resurrection. We see it in the world around us. The rays of the sun god fertilize the holy body of Gaia and manifest as root and stem, leaf, bud, and flower. The flowers manifest the beauty, gentility, and blessing of our Holy Mother. They bloom for their season, then they fade and fall back to earth.
Blossoms change form and become one with the soil to hold and nourish next season’s sprouts. We observe and resonate with nature’s ebb and flow as we celebrate our journey on this planet as part and parcel of the web of life. We may say we make magic, but what we mean is that we blend with the magic already afoot. Only after we become one with it can we master the art of bending it.