I’d be making cornbread as we speak, but I’m out of eggs. Unprepared in some respects, I’m prepared for my Lughnasadh ritual in other respects. I plan to call upon Danu and Lugh and celebrate my biggest accomplishment of the year, getting my own place with my son. I can’t believe it’s been almost a year. We’ve had more than a few rough patches, but we’ve gotten through them.
I also plan to ask for inspiration in my career… I could definitely use some. To say that I’m uninspired is a gross understament. Bored to death would better sum it up.
Lastly I plan to offer some cornbread with some symbols of my bad habits, in hopes that they may be removed.