I had plans for a nice little ostara ritual. I should know better.

Spirit decided to be sick again yesterday morning. He was flat out on his side in the arena when I decided that obviously my drugs weren’t working so I called in reinforcements. Of course by the time reinforcements came, he was up and eating his breakfast in his stall. Lots of medication and Spirit-annoying later, he is feeling better. But this morning when I wanted to put his halter on him, he turned his head away. I had to give him solemn promises that we were just going outside and that it was not a trick to give him more medicine before he would let me put it on.

After all that I had some time before I had to go to work. I lit a small fire in the outdoor fireplace and lit an incense stick off of that. I poured out water and birdseed on the ground as offerings. Then I decided it was too cold and windy to stay outside and my incense stick kept blowing out anyway. So I came inside and relit the incense. I took it into each room and asked a blessing on each room and the activities that took place there. I worked my way through the house ending at the altar downstairs where I left the stick to finish burning.

I ended up nice even though (or maybe because) it was made up on the fly.

One Reply to “Ostara”

  1. Happy spring equinox! Like you, my plans for celebrating don’t often turn out the way they were planned. But I tend to find that when I end up improvising, I end up with something more heartfelt, too.

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