No truth so sublime but it may be seen to be trivial to-morrow in the light of new thoughts.— Ralph Waldo Emerson
My Rue plant.
Magic courts us and surprises us sometimes.
A place where it comes into your life.
When the time is ripe.
A past life comes a calling.’
When an old myth advances her head?
As it did for me
Materializing history and beauty
In my home
My oasis.
I was studying the idea or symbol of a key. I had a dream where Saturn gave me a key to study. It took me on a real-life journey of study. Books, myths, histories, and ChatGPT. All the older and modern tools of education, information, reflection, and human discernment.
Ancient design based on the Rue Plant.
Forming ideas and written words in my soul, mind, and feelings.
I came upon a charm with a key on it. It is called a Cimaruta.
I ordered a book and then the necklace. The day the book came I was out with the cats in my backyard. It was a moist morning with some intense clouds in the sky. I looked up over my home due west. I saw a perfect thunder bolt come down from the sky. It was amazing.
Then within a few hours the book arrived. While reading I looked outside and saw the strangest thing. Black kittens coming down from the back fence. Four black kittens and two black acting mothers. They have since adopted us.
Wild like the wind they are. Yet we do make love eyes.
I call them my Rues, standing at the Threshold.
“Beginnings are always delightful; the threshold is the place to pause.”
~ Goethe
The story of these black cats is years ago someone abandoned a mother cat and her babies. I have seen them roaming the neighborhood now and then. Yet we were not close, and they rarely came to my yard.
It seems as if now since I received this charm, it has become a part of their and my mythology, intertwining our stories in a way that feels both profound and magical. This charm carries with it whispers of ancient tales and forgotten secrets, reflecting not just my own experiences but also the shared narratives of those before me. I believe more than this too; it serves as a tangible connection to the past, a reminder of the bonds we forge through belief and the powerful symbols that shape our lives. Each time I touch it, I feel the weight of history and the possibility of new adventures, inspiring a deep sense of purpose that transcends the ordinary.
Receiving this Cimaruta—a potent Italian folk charm is a wonder to me. It is associated with protection, feminine power, and magic. To get it on the same day as the black feral cats indicates a notable synchronistic alignment. It appears that the forces invoked by the Cimaruta were making their presence known.
The key on a Cimaruta has been associated with unlocking mysteries, revealing truths, or opening portals to hidden knowledge, particularly knowledge related to lunar or feminine symbolism. It may also be interpreted as representing a threshold, suggesting that something in one’s life may need to be opened, entered, or addressed.
“I embrace the ancient crossroads,
Sacred throughout all time,
And the teachings there once told,
I claim and now make mine.
I hear the call of light,
That dissolves the dark of night,
Phantoms flee with harm’s intent,
From rays of light like arrows sent.
~ Page 43. The Cimaruta and Other Magical Charms from old Italy. By Raven Grimassi
Once while outside before they ran away. The two mothers and four kitties were there before me. The kittens four were formed into a perfect mandala. Weaved together with four faces looking up at me. The sweetest thing I ever saw. I will try to catch my mind’s image in a watercolor painting,
