Pagan Rat Ceremonies

Had another late evening last night; not getting home until after 8 pm.  So of course, everyone was sleeping by the time I decided it was bed time.  Went to take a shower only find a giant dead rat inside.  YUCK!  There is not much to do except get the plastic bags, grab the dead animal and throw it in the trash.  Now at this point, I was skyclad.  So I felt like a pagan goddess going outside to worship the trashcan under an almost full moon.


Author: Heres to ART not Cockroaches

Welcome to my life. My life as a mom is changing as the kids grow up, leave home, and build their own lives. This gives me a chance to rebuild myself as an artist, develop a spiritual path, and most fun of all, start going out on dates with my husband. Come here the stories about the small things in life that can make one very happy. Dogs running on a beach, great breakfast dates, kids and their adventures, and my own adventures in this wacky life. I'll share some of my progress in learning art while juggling a full time job as an engineer. And best of all, it's a chance for me to practice writing stories while keeping in touch with my kids. I look forward to hearing from you. Comments, thoughts, and invitations to meet for coffee are all welcomed. Enjoy the stories.

One thought on “Pagan Rat Ceremonies”

  1. Do you think maybe the rat gave you the gift of basking in the light of the full moon, alone, on a cold, brisk night, inviting you to reflect?

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