Photos of the ritual:
Bottle the first.
Smashing the bottle inside a ritual cloth provided by Mother of the Child.
The glass, still with the hope and fear enclosed.
Pouring the glass into a catchment jar. We'll need to upgrade to a larger jar.
Me afterwards, pensive.
Mother of the Child and the_child look on.
I stopper the bottle with the cloth, and meditate on my cancer.
calendula_witch and shelly_rae with the bottle.
The three of us.
The mantelpiece, with eleven bottles remaining. One down, eleven to go.
As usual, more at the Flickr set.
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