First of all sorry for not posted in a long time, I got some coaching on new sigils and I will share that with you. With this post, let’s get a little high-minded and poetic. Burning away the past — the dead emotional grass of long-past summers, grayed wooden planks of plans and ambitions we no longer have now warped from time and neglect, old papers filled with memories as unimportant as third-grade spelling assignments — doesn’t have to be destructive. Don’t burn away that which is important. Burn that which is taking up space just for the sake of nostalgia or an obligation of memory that you never really had in the first place. Build a bonfire to light up your dark hours, reclaiming the space inside for things you deem worthy of a place inside your heart.
“I will burn the fuel of the past to light the flame of the future.”