Diary of an American Witch
wind and sea
Today I saw the wind and sea in my meditation. The words
came first, and then the picture. A gray sky, and the sea
crashing against the rocks, and the wind blowing the sea
spray so that it swirled in the air. I don't quite know
what it means, but it is the first real vision I have had
in quite some time.
I think there is someone waiting for me there. Someone
sailing in on an old viking ship, I can see it parting the
mists like the old boat, returning from the shores of
Is someone coming home? Is someone coming to see me?
I think Im ready now. Im ready to go, and start again.