He found this tiny black feather and gave it to me. He said he thought it was a crow feather and told me not to cast a spell with it. Ha! I told him that even if I did cast a spell, it would be good magic, it would be in service to love and liberation.
So here we go. Let’s cast a little spell together. I’ve put the feather on a piece of art infused with intention. A little bricolage. This is similar to the mantra my yoga teacher said in hot yoga the other day. A spell is a prayer is a mantra.
May all beings be peaceful.
May all beings be happy.
May all beings be well.
May all beings be safe.
May all beings be wild and free.
And so it is.