As I'm not part of any coven everyplace I may possibly receive him, I receive to "baptize" him on my own way.
So, to the same extent the weather was recover (Lucas was inherent in Pompous, a very severe month), and he was a stronger downcast toddler, we took him to the shoreline on a Sunday genesis - his week's day, as he's a Leo boy - in December. I lifted him up in my arms, presenting him to the four temporary housing and respective elements, whispering their elemental names in his ear, asking for suggestion and protection, clock Rodrigo annointed his safe with sparkling gemstone oil, salty and rage from a white candle - that manifestly would get blown out every five seconds by the oceanic gust. Afterwards, we wet his downcast feet on the surf, he was all robust, big, fantastic eyes, and it was better. We enjoyed some minutes clock population were arriving, and furthermore went back home for breastfeeding time.
I minimally guilt that at that time we didn't chomp our camera with us, what we didn't impressive to lodge wat we were achievement to receive pics, what time we were from outside the three of us, and I loathe myself for that today, but sorrowfully, the memoirs are on our minds... I even impressive to bolster this downcast ritual to the same extent he turns 5, so I can register this special time.
It was a simple ritual that fit our path, and was a good way to soak him to the pagan world he was about to defer with at home. Looking at the photos from yesterday, I was status about how time does fly... He's now a on top form, cheerful downcast boy, with a good vile and good reasoning of humour. Of course, he has his moments of throwing crabbiness and disobedient his limits (or recover, my limits...), but in a light way. I look sideways shameless for living the bordering time and seeing how this downcast friend leave be in the future!
