Invocation of Taurus
Stars move. Moon turns. Sun rises and falls. In newness lurks discomfort, a desire for the the familiar.
Spirit of Taurus, solid ground, I invite you to make your mark upon me, to stabilize and hold fast, to remind me of past fortune as I look ahead.
Xalki, appraiser, thank you for your patience. Your critical eye helps me separate gold from dross, true value from distraction. May my own judgment become as keen as yours, my foresight one day as trained.
The Work Continues.
Invocation of Taurus
And yes, I know I'm still so far behind. I should be doing these about every three weeks apart until I catch up, but life has a way of interfering in ritual.