Craft Name

Where has the time gone? Almost two months have passed, and I can only remember bits and pieces. No big surprise there, though.

I turned 16 last month, which was nice. My mom had apparently co-conspired with my boyfriend of two months, Justin, and a bunch of my friends and threw me a surprise party. She had me out shopping with her for birthday things. When we arrived home, she asked me to open the door for her while she got our bags out of the car. I was met by a large yelling of SURPRISE and I jumped about a foot in the air and dropped my bags. All of my close friends from school were all there and even Luis Nuñez DJ'd the soiree, making sure to pay close attention to the taste of the majority of my friends. It was a nice blend of heavy metal, alternative, and pop/R&B hits.

I bought an incense burner, and some oil. I jacked some of J's incense. Hey, he's not going to be using it while he‘s away at basic training, right? I can't wait to see him next Thursday when he graduates from his Air Force training. Goodness, I miss him so much. And lately I've been having trouble speaking. I keep slurring my vowels and stuttering.

On another note, I dedicated myself to Wicca last month.  It was the last day of school on the 6th, so I figured that was the best time to do it. Not only that, but it happened to also be a full moon that night. I did a very small, very basic ritual and used whatever words came to mind that night. I wish I could remember them now. I should have written it down. However, I did have a great meditation afterward and was given a Craft name.

Last summer, when I broke up with Chris and was having all of my issues with my mother, I created a safe-haven in my head. I know how crazy it sounds, but it was a lot healthier than resorting to hiding in a closet and eating my hair. This place is a place of magick for me. It's a lovely landscape with fields, a forest, and mountains in the distance. In the center of the scenery is a small cottage right beside a lake. Whenever I'm stressed or upset or whatever, I meditate and go to this safe place.

Well, on that Wednesday, when I dedicated myself to Wicca, I went there to meditate on my decision and my future on this path. I was sitting on the sand, at the edge of the lake with my feet in the water when this beautiful lady came out of nowhere. I can't tell you what she looked like. Her face and her features kept changing. Anyway, she came up to me and stroked me hair. Her presence felt exquisite. That's when I knew she was my beloved Goddess. She knelt down behind me and guided me to her lap, where I rested my head and she continued to stroke my hair. She looked deep into my eyes and said, “You are my moon baby, hidden by the clouds. My blessed lunar sky.” We stared at each other a bit more, her features changing continuously. She smiled, kissed my forehead, and rose up to leave. Then she disappeared, but had left a gift with me. My name. I am her lunar sky. Luna Skye. There's now a new sense of wholeness within me.