Sigma, Kappa, Omega, Xi
“Wait for Me, for I am coming. The land pulses with the change of seasons and soon I will leave this world. But I will not abandon you, My darlings. Rejoice now, for I am coming to share My splendid glory with you for the these nine days.
“Fret not, and know that I can not be persuaded to remain here. The winter is long and arduous, and My leave can not be avoided. Though I will soon embark upon the journey, I am coming now to comfort you.
“Difficulties build the character of my beloveds, so endure what is difficult, grow and change with the oncoming storm. The rain, though it may be dreary, is essential. The snow, though it may freeze the land, also prepares it for new life in the spring. So do I prepare you for My return. For without absence, none may appreciate attachment.
“And if still you are angered by my leaving, know that the wretched emotion will color your thoughts and actions for weeks to come. If you would share beauty with Me for Aegletia, you must first be beautiful, cultivating it in your heart and in your soul.
“Take solace, My loves. I am coming. So, prepare.”
— Apollon (Transcribed by Columbine) [Aegletia, Day 1]
Treasury of Apollon 
Response to Apollon’s Words 10-01-16
Last week, when it first hit me that Your presence
Would be lessened, as it is every year
I wept before your altar like a broken hearted child
Shortly thereafter I ordered special candles
and Yours was the first one I needed
When I lit it there was a fire that caught
as the first breath of day arises consciously
when we awaken
and I knew You never truly leave
Because You live inside my heart
I am learning these days
to practice relaxing into my lessons
sometimes they come like a flock of birds
and I seek to take shelter from their onslaught
But if I can breathe into it and slow my oh so human reactions
I can see that the opportunities they drop into my lap
are ways for me to grow and be more the Priestess I long to be
How else would I survive in a world that sometimes seems so heartless?
That flame in my heart must be kept alive
even when it goes through the stages of being banked
Yesterday on my walk I had a moment of pure joy
and I always think of the crows as Your messengers
There are a lot of oak trees in the wealthy neighborhood
I walk through on my break from work
and it was a very windy day
the crows in their wisdom
could see that the acorns were being tossed off the trees
I could hear them hitting the fences below
and such a glorious murder of crows filling two huge trees
I stopped to watch them feast
and then I walked slowly as to not disturb them
Yet they flew into the trees cawing at me as they waited
to resume feeding.
When the light of the sun waxes
I often feel carried and supported
the lessons like jeweled gifts that fall into my open heart and mind
when it wanes, then I am reminded to process, integrate and make practical use
of all I have been given in that cycle
so that the lessons become part of me and can be used
in my daily work in the world
that truly is a cause of joy and celebration
Such a beautiful reminder that He remains with us, as that little spark of light in our hearts. Sister, thank you so much for this. ❤