It is one of these muggy summer days. It is just before Midsummer. And a thunderstorm with positive odds for regular cloudbursts. Whenever during the day and the night.
I´m in my creative den with fast-going music in my ears, fresh coffee coming up, and a mood in the higher end of the scale between highs and lows.
I will collect storm and summer rain water later today. To use in magick when the summer is long gone, and months in hibernation await me inside my dream house.
After this blog post, I will create a beautiful, mindful, and healing Summer Solstice witchcraft ritual. Where we celebrate the greatness of the Sun and its life-giving warmth. On next Sunday morning.
The news are turned off, there are no signs of any anxiety attempts, and from my writing spot the beauty of summer in my husband´s yard nourishes my eyes and my soul.
The air feels dense and constricting. The rain warms up the show with minor showers now and then. A cooling and relaxing bath in the afternoon will be a pleasant experience.
The outside world seems so far away even though its only a few feet way physically. We live up to a busy road, and the next phases in the re-opening of Denmark create more noise, more activity, and more stress.
But I´m prepared now. My choice with a higher dose of anxiety medicine has been a major success until now. I feel less stress, and my body relaxes easier.
I still get a few moments of unrest, but that is particularly when I either watches the news or something unexpected happens too fast around me. Anyway, I´m able to control the most part of it, at last.
During the week, I have been re-arranging and decorating my Book of Shadows. I have also been offline for I needed a break from the issues of the world today.
I can´t believe it is Midsummer already. How time flies so hastily that it can be hard to find the right pace for the soul to keep just a little bit up with this never-ending ticking clock of life.
This Spring has been the longest in my life so far. However, the summer races along as were the Devil in its tail. Soon, it is my birthday again, and another year has passed by even faster than usual.
On June 30, I have one year anniversary with this blog. It has changed during the journey from a troubled world to a pandemic world. I have changed personally, too.
But I stick to my core values and ideas with this. There will be more structure again. Just don´t know when right now. It feels better to just write these months, perhaps even years.
After all, it is a personal blog where I from the beginning clearly stated that this is a pagan space where concepts like witchcraft and writing would have the highest priority.
And where my personal inputs are visible, as if there were music in my words. I need to listen to and preferably play music every day. It helps me create the right mood in my different writings.
At the moment, I´m working with yet another idea for a novel. It is only two sentences long just now, but I know the words will come, e.g. around a bonfire in the garden.
This one will be written in my native born language, Danish, whereas the first novel will be in American English. Because I can, and to honor my grandmother to my mother´s side for being born American.
I can see now that my deadline for December 31 2020 may be way too short for me. But I will present at least a quarter of my novel because I have outlined enough for that.
My imagination was surpassed for three months by the outside world. It shook me for a while, it still try to haunt me, and yet, I´m ready to write a lot again.
I also want to create more solitary rituals, where I can work in-depth with my Book of Shadows, subject by subject. My biggest book project so far, which now contain five ring binders and eight Sabbath ritual books.
There is a lot of work and countless hours left building my Book of Shadows. I´m only done with about half the pile of ideas and chapters that is written in its temporary index.
It´s more than a hobby. It´s a choice of lifestyle, a path for the rest of my life, and a safe haven to rely upon in times of trouble. Witchcraft is as much a must here as is writing and living a simple, yet complicated life.
Just before a thunderstorm, there is tension and chaos in the air. The fire is awaiting in the lightning, the earth is preparing for the intake of water, which the weather forecasts warn about.
The elements are in motion, together, and Spirit, the life-force is keeping it all together in a symphonic harmony with Mother Nature. I´ll raise the stakes by gathering my storm water in the midst of the storm itself.
I´ll use the power of the storm in my magick after Midsummer and the Summer Solstice. I follow the rhythms of Nature throughout the year, and one of my methods are the use of collected rain water in my rituals.
Now it is time for some magick planning. And to wish you, dear readers and followers, a fantastic weekend with positive and life-affirming moments of joy, freedom, and happiness.
I will write about my Summer Solstice ritual on Midsummer´s Night next week. And then on Friday, I may surprise you with something different, perhaps even a short story, if I manage to write it in a presentable way.
The difference between a first draft and the novel in the end is only the hours used behind the scenes. The path is often long and lonely, but nothing compares to the feeling of fulfillment when the writing is done.
May the world by tomorrow know its full potential rather than pessimistic news, social unrest, and human stupidity. As we people will it, so mote it be.
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