First Sunday after Allentide: Virgen San Juan Los Lagos

When they come to us it is through dreams and coincidences to perfect you know it was meant. For some time I honored Lake Michigan as not only the chief temple the Watery Mother, but her chief manifestation. The honoring happened alongside with Clarissa Pinkola's own honoring of Lake Michigan as a form of Our Lady which she records in her book about Our Lady, and it was echoed in a remark by the Chicago practioner Scarlet Ravenwood.

This has been a hard year in many ways and hard to travel. I plan four trips a year to be at the Lake and this year I settled for three, but the third did not seem to be happening, at least not until I asked for it. On the edge of that water in the chill of late October, I thanked the Lady and only a few days later saw the blue votive candle of Virgen San Juan Los Lagos, an image I had always revered but never seen a votive for. I then knew that, for me, this crowned Virgin in her blue with her blue wax candle was the image by which I would revere the Lady of the Lakes. I was even too stupid to realize until last night, that Los Lagos, means the Lakes.

Today, with the news of a new presidency, I feast in her honor, not only grateful for the end of a wicked era, grateful at having lived to see it pass, but resolved to remember that this is only the beginning of things, not the end goal. Our Lady is Maristella, she who is the Lady of the Seas and Waters as well as the guiding star above them. She is Lucifer the Morning Star and Lucifuge the Evening Star as well. So she is one with Babalon the Creatrix. She is Tanit and Caelestis, the Virgin Asherah and she is the chief of the female spirits of the sea. She is, in Nahuatl Cihuapilli, Great Lady, and being my Great Lady, I honor her.