I was sitting outside in the early hours of the morning looking at the bootiful moon, thinking about my two families. The one I was born into and the one I have now, that have accepted me as a daughter and sister.

The one I was born into is so different to the one I have now. Don't get me wrong, I love my mom and dad dearly and they are very special to me, but they are exhausting!!!! I have had the longest weekend of my entire life, and I have missed my new family so much there are so many things that we talk about so naturally and I cant talk to my mother about it as she does not believe in the ways of the old religion and in the duality of God and Goddess.

I was working in the garden on Sunday, re-potting plants and planting more herbs, my mother said I am planting at the wrong time its not summer yet and bla bla bla bla, I said it is the right time its full moon and the Goddess is smiling and the time is ripe for planting as the Moon has reached her... My mom almost fell over backwards, I forgot for a moment that she doesn't see things my way, she never said anything only looked at me with such heartache in her eyes. I don't want to hurt my mother but for the first time in my life I have a sense of belonging and I know where I'm headed and I have a purpose and that purpose is to serve, I am Hestia!!!!