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When we moved from California to Iowa in January 2003, we only took seven bags and a few blankets and pillows on the Greyhound with us. It was a grueling three-day trip, but that friends, is another dairy entry in itself.
Anyway, we didn't take much, that's established. Among the heirlooms, furnishings, memorablila, etc., left behind: my altar tools. *major frowny-face* Among my altar tools, a $100 athame I purchased at an auction for $16. What I miss most is my sweet, mellow, happy little (yeah, right!) clear quartz gen. She was full of rainbows, and bright energies. A *huge* generator I bought at the same e-auction for $20, that would knock your socks off. We had to leave that night, and our bus took off earlier than expected. I had to grab our bags, get the kids ready, and literally tie my shoes in the car on the way to the bus station. Gen was left behind. I miss the crystal and think about what I lost on the trip to Iowa, but the end justified the means. Life is good here, my kids are happy and healthy, we're all safe. Just a year ago today I would have done just about anything to get out of the little $400/mo. roach motel I was living in. And I did. I just left when I could. I'm not sorry. I left CA for the first time, I saw Nevada, Utah, Wyoming, Nebraska. I actually saw real snow for the first time in my life, showed it to my kids.
My birthday is next month, money has been sparse--but, I gave one small reqest for a gift to my family: a beautiful new gen--from the auction. :) I will never replace my old things, but they really (in the scheme of things) just that--material. In time, I will slowly rebuild my supplies, but I now know--truly know--the most powerful magickal tool of all...is me.
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