Rising, and turning to the assembled supplicants, Owl bows to each in greeting, then finds a place within the circle. Breathing deeply of the moist, salt-laden air, she waits for ... ...Cloud, who remembers places and thanks Ocean for the trigger. She was in a law office last week that is part of a remodeled house that reminds her of her grandmother's, all nooks and crannies and polished woodcarving, and there's a former home of hers that reminded her of that...her parents' old home, nothing like it, and her current home, nothing like THAT. How we collect places, and how they build our souls. She places the stone toad that formerly sat on her grandmother's front porch on the altar. "The history I'm thinking most about is the history here, in this place that is no place and every place, and the people who have contributed so much to building a loving home for our people. Let each of us remember those who have influenced our lives both here and not-here, who have helped us to deepen our understanding of the ways of the old ones, who have helped us grow" She takes small stones from a deep pocket to place on the altar, with a blessing for Terri, Breck, Lady Ardane, Dalen, Nakoah, and Greybeard, and pauses to hug Midnight, Sharon, Poseidon, and "Hey, why not everybody here {G}" as she returns to her place to await... ...Elenya, who stands with her eyes closed, her cheeks flushed by the warmth from the fireplace. She can hear the voices of the ancient mariners, as they weave their tales of the sea while clanking their tankards of ale. Memories begin to echo throughout the room, filling even the dark corners. Elenya smiles and opens her eyes, looking towards her beloved Atlantic... Outside, the moon, high amid the clouds, sparkles downward like diamonds planted in the waves, creating a silhouette of shipmasts against the dark blue sky. Elenya approaches the altar, pulls a weathered compass from her pocket, and places it next to the candle... "Lady and Lord, my eternal light, thank you for this time to listen to, feel and remember my past. My heart is full of wonderful memories and is touched by your love. Help me to use the love I have shared and the knowledge I have gathered to be a catalyst in my growth in the craft, so I may be of better service to you and others...So Mote it Be" Elenya stands for a moment, as the voices grown dim and are replaced by the sound of waves crashing upon the shore. She turns to smile at her Sisters and Brothers assembled here together and closes her eyes, while awaiting.... Ocean's Edge stands once more before the altar and gazes lovingly upon her friends. Remember all, though now we break this circle, the real circle of our friendships of the heart are never broken, and although we have finished out weaving for this night, it is never done, for each movement we make each action we take weaves yet another thread into the fabric that will be the history of our children and the world. "Blessed Mother, Glorious Father, thank you this night for being here with us, thank you for the blessings of friendship and thank you for once again, honouring this place and it's memories. Ocean goes once more around the circle kissing each friend, old and new." And so the group retires to the fireside to enjoy the ale and laugh, and talk long into the night.