The start of another work week for some and the end for others. Enjoy Monday it doesn’t have to live up to the stereotype of a bad day. It can be whatever type of day you want it to be good or bad or indifferent.

Mine is going to be a fantastic day – the Sun is shining; Big Dawg and I only have four people to try to serve legal papers to and then the rest of the day will be ours to spend with our fur kids. Only drawback today is grass and corn pollen are very high where we live so unless I want to be down from my allergies again, I can’t take a very long walk in the woods and definitely cannot work in the yard 😣.

I was down all Saturday afternoon and evening, slept 11 hours, which was a good thing for my fibromyalgia to go out of the super flare I was in from lack of sleep, and felt miserable all day. Found out I was allergic to corn pollen as places we had to drive through miles and miles of corn fields left me with an asthma attack. But now that I know about this, I wear a mask or turn on the Jeep’s air conditioning for a bit as we drive through them. Within about 5 minutes in any direction, we go from home we have corn and soybean fields. Don’t get me wrong I love living in a rural area for all the wildlife and wooded areas I just don’t like the allergies that go with it. For every bad in life I always try to find the good in it also. Our physical life needs to be balanced just as our metaphysical and spiritual life needs to be.

Wishing all of you dear Sisters, Brothers, and Friends a wonderful Monday!!

Even though it does not say it in the picture this is an Irish blessing I heard often from my maternal grandma in English and Gaelic. Granted it came about after Christians decided that witches and pagans were someone to torture and kill but the words in Gaelic do not translate to well so this blessing was as close as it could be.

I would like to add this to it:

May only positive energy and the blessing of the Great Mother and Great Father surround you anywhere you go every day.

I feel I was given this website to not only spread truth about witches/pagans to every country on Mother Earth but to also meet so many interesting, supportive people. Thank you for being part of the WOTC Family or a visiting Friend!

I will be back to doing all the regular daily posts and something extra tomorrow plus the northern hemisphere tomorrow posts.

My son is now healing at home since late yesterday afternoon. Thank you all for your support and healing energy that made it possible for him to heal quicker!

“A mother’s love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path.” —Agatha Christie

I am sorry yesterday’s posts were not done and that today’s there are only a few. I just do not have the energy to do more. I will do Saturday’s regular posts tomorrow. As I have told you before when my stress level is high my fibromyalgia symptoms go off the chart of 1 – 10. So, all I can do is what I feel up to doing and can concentrate on. With what happened to my son it made me take a look at what is most important to me in many areas of my life including all things related to WOTC. I no longer care as much what amount I make monthly from the website so, I will be combining some posts again and taking some out. This is because I know how frustrating it can be to get a bunch of emails from the same place or website every day. I am cutting down the posts to just 6 or 7 a day for 12 to 15 daily. I hope this is good news for you.

My son is doing better this morning. The suction machine on his chest tube has been removed as the doctor says the hole in his lung has closed. In a few hours he will have an x-ray to confirm this. Willam says they will decide what is happening with him after the x-ray. He broke the 4th through 8th rib on his right side lifting a ladder onto a roof while balancing on another ladder for his job. The doctor said the punctured lung probably happened when he collapsed in pain after coming back down the ladder. He felt his ribs break. This has been this mother’s worse nightmare for any of my 5 children or 4 in-law children or 10 grandchildren.

He’s my youngest child so I still see him at times like this as a 6 year old with a cut just under his eye coming into the emergency room on a stretcher because he had to show a girl in his class how to hit the ball off a t-ball stand during gym class. That was the scariest moment in his life up until age 39 when this happened with his ribs and lung.

I thank you all for your continuing support and however you are sending healing to my son. You are helping him to recover more quickly than the medical professionals thought he would!! 🙂🧡🙏🌛🌕🌜🕯

I texted with my son this morning but no update on his lung yet. I am 1 1/2 hours away from him and he is still saying he doesn’t want me to come to the hospital yet. So, I am working to keep my mind busy with something besides worrying about him. What I can say for now is I am pretty sure the lung has not collapsed, or he probably would have said more that “pain” when I asked how he was doing. No matter what age our children maybe, how they treat us, or even what they may say to us over the course of their lifetime can keep us from loving them. When I know more, I will share it with you. PLease continue to send him healing in any form!