Magickal Spring Cleaning

The sun shone in every window making the entire house buzz with energy, newly alive and vibrant. The "warm" spring breeze floated through the open windows and doors, cleansing, purifying, and transforming the mini blinds into a worthy opponent for our self-proclaimed house guardian, Sabrina -- also known as "Bad Kitty" -- who was intently doing battle with "the enemy." I felt new life and energy in the air and was ready to take on the world myself. Even the plants looked happy. It was time for Spring Cleaning.

"What are you doing with all the windows open? Are you crazy? It's 50 degrees outside, It's freezing in here!" cried my loving, yet obviously distressed spouse when he returned home from running errands.

He was still put out by the fact that we had taken a vacation day off--while the kid was in school--to enjoy a day of skiing, and there had not been enough snow to make it worth the drive. He had resigned himself to Chinese take-out, a video, and cuddling on the couch, only to come home and find his crazy wife dancing around the house like an idiot on an obvious "chai high" to boot.

Noticing that I had included incense, salt, herbs and essential oils with my cleaning arsenal, he said, "You're doing witch stuff, aren't you?"

I thought that was a keen observation coming from a man who thinks it's amusing that he sleeps in the same room with an altar containing, among other things, a seven-inch "dagger." He resigned himself to grabbing a comforter and curling up on the couch while I started my routine. He would have yet another interesting tale to tell the guys at work about his eccentric, dangerous life filled with daggers and the threat of hypothermia.

I have many seasonal routines, but none as important--or noisy--as spring-cleaning. It has always been important for me to clean magickally as well as physically. As usual, I started out this time with open windows so that all the mold, dust, cooking odors and yucky energy from seasonal depression, colds and other nasty stuff that builds up over the winter can escape.

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