Burning The Dear Universe.

Every week, usually on Sunday, I write a letter to The Universe.  In it I write what I want to get done for the week. What I have largely on my mind. In general, it's my "prayer" for the week.  I tuck it under my pillow and sleep with it just below my head, anticipating insights in my dreams.

And at the end of the week, I light it on fire. 

I release the previous week's prayer, and prepare to write a new one.

This may seem silly. But it's my way of ceremonially preparing for my week. Out with the old energy, and in with the new one.

I let the ashes remain in the pit. The wind blows the along a little.

A new week. A new prayer. A new focus.

Just let things flow.