Samhain 2020, part one

Today, I celebrate my New year as a witch. Tomorrow, my first task on the first day of my fifth year with witchcraft, is to write about the beautiful ritual that my husband and I shared this afternoon.

I have good pictures, too. But for now, my writing concerns the new response system for Covid-19. There are five steps. We are at step 3, where step 4 and five happen when the shit hits the fan.

It is meant to be used once a week to be able to respond quickly to the rapid changes with this damned Coronavirus. Pardon my French and bear over with me, I ask the Universe to end this strange year soon.

My anxiety rests calmly in its corner, my bipolar disorder allows me to use my extra energy wisely, and my other ailments cooperate as well. And, speaking frankly, I need to divert myself even on a perfect day.

So, this post is my interpretation of Samhain. Samhain is like New Year´s Eve to me. At this time of year, I renew my pledge to be a witch, I let go of what no longer serves me, and I celebrate the completion of the year.

Everything is different outside my home and my witch´s den. Samhain is also known as the third harvest, where sacrifices are made to ensure good harvest next year.

My sacrifice is my bottles of collected rain water from 2020. Mother Earth shakes us humans, perhaps to remind us that we are not alone to decide the future on this blue planet. I will sacrifice Sunday morning.

Samhain is a time to remember our ancestors who went before us in life. Their day is today. Therefore, remembrance and memories are in our thoughts this weekend.

I will write part two about the ritual itself tomorrow. To be honest, I´m too tired mentally today to write more than a few lines. I also choose a longer nap after the ritual today.

And, I have a creative date with my dear friend right after this. We will work with a sewing machine, drawings, and glue and glitter. We will talk about what matters the most. And we will laugh and cry together.

The perfect way to relax after a rather demanding ritual with plenty of positive energy and careful preparations. All the good stuff were on my three altars, and lit candles made it cozy and pleasant to be present.

So, may you enjoy a happy Halloween, dear readers and followers. And may the world be freed from the threat of the Coronavirus and all the bullshit in its wake.

So it is. Merry meet and merry part and merry meet again.

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A ray of hope on a gray day

The rain filled the day with a feeling of way too many people shopping. The face mask felt heavy and too dense against especially my nose, and it took its toll on us to go shopping today.

But we got most of what we needed, we enjoyed the company of dear friends, and the weather quickened our trip. We went to two stores only, that was more than enough to me, thank you.

A ray of hope on a gray day is the prospect of hours with creative pursuits after yet another positive meeting over a cup of fresh coffee. With happy kids, one of which already touches the future teenager aspect.

With a positive, helpful, and interesting conversation between adults who truly enjoy each other´s company. And with about an hour of creative freestyle writing.

Tomorrow, it is time for Samhain, my kind of New Year as a witch. Also known as Halloween, All Hallow´s Eve, and the third harvest Sabbath. In 2020, it is also Blue Moon and Full Moon.

So there is plenty of positive energy around to use in the ritual that I prepared Wednesday and yesterday. Space for the usual stage fright from anticipations. And a pleasant feeling of trustworthy intuition.

Another ray of hope on a gray day is my level of productivity this week. I know that I´m in the high side of my bipolar disorder, and much of my creative drive and energy stems from that.

But this time, I can manage to do the little extra every day, and now I´m downstairs in my home, where we will continue our overhaul of a house and a garden with personality and character.

I did not plan this blog post. It came alive with the arrival of my creative muse. She rests on my shoulders, sparkling with new ideas and thoughts, and so demanding.

What I plan, however, is a follow-up on my Samhain ritual tomorrow. I will try to guide you through my rite, so you feel that you were there. Therefore, expect pictures of beauty, inner peace, and happiness.

Last, but not least, a ray of hope is also the ability to conquer fear of going out into the outside world in times of serious trouble. Oh yeah, the numbers are rising in Denmark, too.

It has been a gray day, but we came through it without whining. Now, the evening is full of tingling anticipation for a couple of hours with the creative drive at full speed.

I had an hour to write this, to find an appropriate picture, and to read it aloud to listen to the music between the lines. Tonight, it is the old stuff that still catches my attention.

Because the writing process has its own sounds, depending on my moods on the day. Because I dance with the keyboard, when I sit for a creative writing session. And because you can feel it if I do my work properly.

So, this is it for today. I hope that you are well, happy, and content, dear readers and followers. May this Samhain be the opposite of this terrible year. So mote it be.

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New routines again

From today, we can only gather ten people at a time. From Thursday, we are to wear a face mask when we do our shopping and more or less everywhere when inside in public.

We can take it off when we sit down. And tomorrow, I will buy some for our necessary supply. It doesn´t appeal to me because I find it difficult to wear glasses when wearing a face mask.

But I do it without complaining because we are told to do it. I respect the authorities and do my part. Here, rubbing alcohol and frequent hand wash are a must.

New routines again mean that the world outside is closer than we like to think of. My appointment with my GP was peaceful and full of good news. Now, I need to go to the hospital tomorrow for my mammography.

I´m rewarding myself tomorrow afternoon by doing something I love to do. Yeah, to tidy and clean my little big house and get some high quality pictures to serve as memories when we are old and gray.

Tonight, I calming myself by writing her at my window to the world and by spending creative hours with my dear friend. I hate doctors and hospitals. My only worse fear is for dentists.

But I know I will go through it with strength and character. And tomorrow will also be as good a day as today. I may not control the circumstances, but I can control my response to them.

At this moment, it is fair to write that my bipolar disorder cooperates this Fall. Right now, it helps me to get through a long wanted and needed overhaul of our home.

It is also a bliss that my anxiety level remains low at this critical moment of the strangest Fall I have ever experienced. It is here, however, for I sense its presence in its corner where it hisses at me occasionally.

My next blog post will be published on Saturday 31, 2020, and not on Friday as usual. It happens due to my celebration of Samhain on Saturday. My plan is to write right after my New Year´s ritual as a witch.

It is the beginning of my fifth year as a practicing eclectic witch. I plan to write a lot more about witchcraft in 2021 and to practice more often than I have done this strange and unfamiliar year of 2020.

So, new routines again trigger my desire to stay at home as much as possible. And with more energy, I want to embrace more magick in my daily life as a writer and a witch.

Tonight, I´m simply celebrating that I managed to pull myself together and cleared and cleaned our bedroom, where I keep my many instruments. Three guitars, one bass, one keyboard, and one set of drums.

Tomorrow, I plan to do the same for the remains of the first floor. Then it will be time for my witch´s den that needs to be ready for Samhain on Saturday. And so on, until we are through this overhaul.

It is a major victory for me because I physically have less energy than I prefer. So everything takes more time for me. But it is okay, Self, to do things at your own pace.

At the same time, new routines again are a constant reminder that some things just need to be done. And I participate as much as my limited physical energy will allow me to.

So, despite the negativity in the outside world, we are coping quite well, thank you. But, of course, we feel the Coronavirus closing in on us, too. Therefore, I need to rant every once in a while.

But tonight, everything feels okay from my point of view. Tonight, I enjoy life and the accomplishment of a big goal. And tonight, I reward myself for the little extra that I´m doing these weeks in October 2020.

May your evening be full of happiness, inner peace, good health, and kindness, dear readers and followers. And may these beautiful concepts be the new cool in our world. So Mote It Be.

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Yet another press conference in Denmark

Our prime minister was serious, indeed. New restrictions, new habits, and new thoughts. She was also touched in the heart because her voice was coarse, however, so, so seriously crystal clear.

It is happening now, in the present moment that I appreciate so much. Once again, the world outside my little window at my peaceful spot on Mother Earth has caught up with my best intentions.

Today, I realized that the Fall of 2020 is getting worse than the Spring of 2020. So, this time I need to banish any kind of negativity and what no longer serves me.

That I do tonight by drawing my interpretation of the Greek goddess Hekate, the Queen of Witches. And I´ll do it in the company of my dear friend and with a lit black candle.

We had a great friendship ritual yesterday. It lasted more than two hours, just because we had one of the conversations where you can go on without wanting to stop talking.

And after the ritual, we helped each other with her wardrobe and laundry. We also shared dinner, three tired children, and a couple of hours filled with creativity.

I know there is trouble ahead. Therefore, I immediately turned to write this blog post as an effective way to divert my thoughts from going racing and to remain as sane as possible.

Denmark is on the edge of closing down again. We will now get to know the face masks, the rubbing alcohol, and the news stream for real. And now people really need to listen and adapt.

The last couple of months has been about opening up. In the late Spring, I wrote that I thought it would be way too soon, and how devastating it is to be proven right.

What scares me the most is the incomprehensible amount of stupid people whose stupid actions we now all pay for. Was it worth it with the many parties and craziness then?

I´m thankful that my anxiety treatment is so well regulated by now. Because I truly feel with all people with an anxiety diagnosis tonight, no, may I correct myself, I feel with everybody in the world right now.

I feel like I´m in a living nightmare horror movie without any signs of an ending in the foreseeable future. It is no fun at all. On the contrary, it is sad, terrible, and tough to grasp.

So tonight, I´ll probably sigh a lot, divert myself repeatedly, and try to think of all the positive things about life in general. After yet another press conference in Denmark, it is so soothing to write here.

It immediately calms me down, it urges me to do my best each time, and it enables me to relax and think more than twice before writing down my thoughts.

To be brutally honest, this press conference was scary, solemn, and gloomy. So, I need to think about anything but the Coronavirus to enjoy what´s left of this Friday evening.

So, so different from the week until now. I began working on the top floor of our home, I got our clothes in order, and I planned my next move upstairs.

That´s my weekend what concerns plans in the nearest future. And then I will continue downstairs next week. To stay at home as much as possible is not stupid right now.

And we also plan to shop even less. Less is definitely more this crazy year of 2020. My appeal tonight is that people understand that it is crucial to listen to the authorities and do what it takes to get us through this.

We really live in dangerous times, and I simply can´t understand why so many people excel in responding with stupidity and disrespect when something serious goes on in society.

Here, we listen and are extremely cautious when outside in this so-called modern world, where it seems as anything goes, as long as you don´t get caught in action.

We just have to acknowledge that things are different for a reason. That we can´t keep on exploiting this planet and behaving so egoistical. And that we need to support each other by adapting to social distancing.

Yet another press conference in Denmark turned a beautiful day into a thoughtful night. But my anxiety disorder is under strict control, my bipolar disorder, too, and my medicine´s side effects are tolerable.

To make it merrier, the rain has begun again. And the worst part is that I need to see my doctor and go to the hospital for a yearly conversation and mammography next week.

I need to meditate about it during the weekend to avoid triggering my anxiety. And on top of that, I absolutely hate doctors and hospitals. It makes me ill at ease, stressed, and hypersensitive.

It doesn´t make it better with the Coronavirus on the loose out there. But I know I have to go, and I know that I will do it as long as it is secure enough for me.

But tonight, I turn to creativity, positive things, and being comfortable. May your weekend be blessed with good news, positive moments, and the feeling of freedom, dear readers and followers.

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A little extra every day

This week, it finally happened. I cleared and cleaned my creative work spaces. Now, it is time to grab the cell phone and get some good pictures that can become lasting memories.

Tomorrow, I will do the same in my dining room and library. Next week, I will work my way through the rooms upstairs, my witch´s den, and our living room.

After that, the kitchen, the utility room, and my husband´s den are up for a makeover too. A little extra every day is all what it takes to get things done.

And I have promised myself to do exactly that. Despite my many ailments, it is possible to find the necessary extra source of energy. It makes me happy and proud that I´m able to contribute and help again.

I admit frankly that I had two of the bad days during the week. I slept a lot, I tried to relax as much as possible, and I used writing to get in a higher mood and drawing to calm down again.

I accomplished something this week, and for the first time this year I have finally found my little extra energy. There is plenty of time to do what I love to do after I finish tidying my beloved home.

On Sunday, I will work with witchcraft again. It has been a while since I did that. But things have changed for the better here, and therefore I can relax enough to meditate, create beautiful rituals, and count my blessings.

Today, it is family time with good food, sweet children, and meaningful conversations. Our little rainbow clan has moved on by now. So it´s back to business, to living in the present moment, and to show happiness.

Inner peace is essential here, and therefore we stand together and fight whatever challenges life throws at us. Good health comes with less stress, anxiety, and trouble. Then kindness is more likely to occur.

A little extra every day helps when it feels difficult to accomplish anything. It is so mentally enriching to overcome procrastination, and it is way easier to create something beautiful and practical at the same time.

I have fresh coffee in my cup, there are lit candles and beautiful flowers on my creative desk, and the Sun shines from a clear October sky. It is a bit chilly, but nevertheless, the little wise, old dog will get his walk soon.

My anxiety moves a bit in its corner, my bipolar disorder tries to make me feel miserable, and my ADHD preaches procrastination. But I have something to keep them silent.

My counselor and I have discussed what to work with in the next couple of months. I have asked for professional advice regarding especially my bipolar disorder, which can be difficult to understand and respond to.

We will also work in depth with my anxiety and whatever comes along the way. The goal is for me to become a master of my everyday in a manner that corresponds with the needs of my loved ones.

Therefore, I have asked for professional advice to how I speak with them about my challenges for life. I need to learn when to choose to have a necessary conversation, when to keep silent, and when to just be me.

Today, my reward for the cleaning is to write this blog post. Tomorrow, it will be to go through six ring binders filled with creative ideas, drawings, and templates for many a creative project.

On Sunday, the recompense is a whole day full of witchcraft. I need to plan two very different rituals. The first one is between friends, and it has been postponed enough now.

The other is my Samhain ritual for October 31 2020. It is so important to me, because I had to cancel both my ritual for Lammas and Mabon due to private events that have taken up all my time until now.

So, next week, my dear friend and I will meet in my witch´s den to create magick together. And at Samhain, I will invite my sweet husband to a beautiful and mentally enhancing ritual.

A little extra every day makes it possible to unite the practical with the creative drive that I love so much to work with. I have already a picture in progress for my dear husbond to enjoy.

So, to get through it all, I will make a list to work from this Fall. I have many creative ideas which I want to work in depth with. Now, I also have the necessary extra energy to put action behind my words.

I also need to think through as to where this blog is headed next year. It will take me a couple of weeks to make monthly plans which I used in the beginning of this blog.

So, there are plenty of things to do this Fall. Now, I will take the liberty to relax and enjoy the remains of the day. May your weekend be merry, peaceful, and memorable, dear readers and followers.

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Full throttle

Yesterday, I saved myself for an irritating extra buy. My laptop has been acting funny since Friday. And after many attempts where nothing happened at all, then suddenly, everything is back to normal.

I need to buy a cooler for my laptop, however. But it is still way cheaper than buying a brand new laptop. I absolutely hate when there is something wrong with technical details. I prefer it simple, thank you.

So, it is full throttle and fast forward, since miracles seem to happen. I need to write something worth reading, for things have changed here at my sacred spot on Mother Earth.

My dear friend has her home to herself and her three children by now. It has been a tough ride until this past weekend. Now, the peace and calm are back, and everything turns for the better.

Tonight, we will draw together again, enjoy a dessert, and talk about life in general and love in particular. The love of her life will live here soon, and life will be fun and enriching again.

The world is even more crazy than usual, but here I gladly turn the TV off and turn to more creative little projects. And from tomorrow, I will be busy tidying my home and making my photo album of memories.

I begin with my creative desk, the dining room, and my creative room. After that, it is time to clear out some old clothes and make it comfortable upstairs in the bedroom, the guest room, and the bathroom.

Later, probably first next week, it is time to refresh my witch´s den and my witch cabinets in the kitchen. And last, but not least, the rest of our home will get an overhaul too.

I feel a need to work full throttle for a week or two. The past summer has been tough on me, and I haven´t been able to pull myself together at all. Despite the fact that my mood is in the creative and fast side.

But now, the skies are blue once again, and the Sun shines in my mind. I´m so ready to get some work done, and I can again show my loved ones that I´m okay and happy with my life.

I have, in return, learned a couple of life lessons about my bipolar disorder. The most important is the constant need to control it and never use it as an excuse for doing nothing at all.

My medication and therapy are crucial to succeed, but my own hard work daily makes way for the good life possible with as much effort as necessary.

Full throttle also means to resume our wanted life here in our little rainbow clan. Therefore, I know that I´ll need to be extra careful with using my reborn energy.

Today, I curled up on the couch most of the day. My lower back is killing me with pain. And my stomach won´t allow any pain killers. But it is okay, Self, to take a day out of the equation now and then.

As long as you tomorrow try again, preferably with tenacity, persistence, and inner passion. And tomorrow will be my perfect day. If I believe in that, then magick is already working.

By the way, we believe in magick here. It is what happens when we work together toward a common goal about sacred peace. From chaos to happiness, inner peace, good health, and kindness.

My ritual between friends is due this week. At the first opportunity, we will try to catch the chance and enjoy a magick conversation to lit candles, chai tea, and a releasing ceremony.

May your week be joyful, mentally enhancing, and rich in memorable moments, dear readers and followers. Hereby, I release what no longer serves me. So Mote It Be. And may the world relax for once.

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Instant Karma

Today began with a personal reminder about the importance of letting go of what no longer serves me. So I´ll include a major release element in my next ritual, this time between friends.

Instant Karma happens when you expect it the least. And Karma knows how to deal with toxic people and energy vampires. So there is absolutely no need for my personal participation in any negativity whatsoever.

It is only in my later years that I have come to realize that it ain´t worth the fight to play along with some people´s little mind games. To gaslighting there is only one answer.

And that is to take yet a few deep breaths, pull oneself together, and get the hell up and fight by making the everyday as calm and comfortable as possible.

It does most certainly not mean that I forget anything. But I forgive people for not knowing better. I´m happy that it ain´t my eyes that will stare back at me when I look in the mirror.

I know from the bottom of my heart that my eyes are strong and direct. I know that I can be proud to look myself in the mirror. And I know that my eyes will show the worst possible toward somebody, which is contempt.

I dislike it so much that I save for those occasions where there is nothing left to say. When there is only a short and silent, yes so silent, expression in my eyes.

Today, I choose to forgive rather than being the involuntary part of a mind game that is a sad story, when looked upon with human eyes. I choose never to forget that trust broke a piece in my heart today.

Instant Karma hurts. I know because I have been here long enough to understand quite a few life lessons by now. Every choice has a consequence.

Anger doesn´t suit me well, neither do I enhance any beauty by feeling hurt and sad. Therefore, I choose to be happy and content with my life. I´m releasing my thoughts with a lit black candle.

I need to focus all my positive energy, my iron will, and love for a friend today. So, this is a rant about the positive aspects to the concept of Karma. It is about picking the right fight to invest time, energy, and life time in.

I hereby choose to let go of the past, any kind of negativity, and what no longer serves me. So Mote It Be.

It is one of those days where the thought stream makes it necessary to divert myself into thinking about what I appreciate in my life. And again music plays an important role when I ask Karma for help.

I live in the present moment, I´m more than good enough, and Self, anxiety will not get the last word here anymore. I´m done with being afraid of becoming afraid.

Karma is much more suited to deal with negativity and people who take others for granted, who betrays your trust, and who loses your respect. I have neither time, nor interest in anything but moving on from them.

It is with a calm and reassuring feeling that I write this. I won a major victory by letting go. Today, I was reminded that anger and frustration won´t solve anything at all.

I´m not forgetting, however. When I close my door, it is a permanent decision that is not up for any attempt of discussion. I do it with a small sigh and a silent, so silent tear in my eye.

And then I turn back to the positive part of being me this very moment. I have a wonderful family and good friends. I live a privileged life even on a small budget. And I even have a window to the world to rant at.

Nonetheless, today also hurts like hell. It is okay, Self. I´m allowed to feel all the way from darkness to light. And I choose to bet on the lighter parts of life rather than following any negative path.

Old school music thundering in my ears, everything I need close by, and a lit candle. Instant Karma may have a ominous reputation, But it is an extremely effective way of moving on ASAP.

Today, I will focus on finishing a drawing that has been neglected long enough now. I have a letter to write in hand. And I have a life to live. Therefore, I´m releasing negativity and distracting thoughts.

It helps being able to write about it. It instantly calms me down, it raises my spirit, and it renews my mental energy. I´m able to focus my thoughts again, although I absolutely hate to fight.

But I will do it, be it necessary. Being a Cancer Crone, beware of the silence after the words. When I´m silent, I´m fed up with something or somebody.

I may seem overwhelmed, but believe me, I´m not. I´m angry as hell, sad, and, most of all, indifferent. I don´t punish, I exclude. I simply stop noticing the one that broke my trust.

My life is way too short to include the risk of allowing toxic people and energy vampires to play any part in it. And it is a direct and immediate consequence that I exclude such people from my life.

If the day should show up that they understood why, it will be so too late that it is a reminder for life. So I don´t play mind games with anybody, no matter how low they choose to sink.

I won´t spoil my wonderful day by spending more time and energy with negativity. So when the candle burns down, I take a deep breath, get up and continue my day as usual.

And so it is.

Between battles

Today, I wish you could see what a beautiful October day it is here in the southern part of Denmark. The Sun shines so bright, there is a chill in the wind, and almost everything seems calm on the surface.

Between battles with the body, mind, and soul, this Sunday afternoon is silent, so silent. The body needs to relax and be comfortable. The mind needs to cool down. And the soul needs to be flying again.

I sit in my living room, with the chills of beautiful music, the little, wise dog right by my side, and a lit healing blue candle. Now, I change the music and turn to old school rock´n´roll.

Yet another battle call, well, there is only one way to deal with that. And that is to stand up, take a deep breath, and keep on fighting for the right to be free, self-confident, and mentally sane.

We live in a crazy era, in a crazy year, and with crazy people. Like the one who yesterday stabbed a passerby before he was shot to death by the police. In a small town.

Yes, welcome to the harsh reality of life. Shit happens anywhere, pardon my French. Therefore, I today stay at home as much as possible. The only reason for going out at all is the little wise, old dog.

He resides in a pile of pillows and blankets on the couch. My dear husband binge-watches a Danish thriller series. And the atmosphere is cozy, however alert.

Today, I´m pretty content with my treatment strategies. It is an unusually warm Fall, with so bright a light that it is necessary to shield your eyes. I can feel, see, hear, taste, smell, and touch life at its rough side.

The good news is that I have fought for the majority of my life. So I´m used to battle fatigue between battles. The bad news, however, I absolutely hate to battle.

But nevertheless, I do it boldly, confident, and out of necessity. And when everything is at high stake at once, I pull myself together, take yet another deep breath, get up, and keep working hard toward my goals.

Behind the scenes, it hurts like hell, it takes its full toll on me, and it haunts my soul. It is a different walk on Memory Road, and it challenges me both as a human being and as a writer.

The witchcraft ritual of the day is a blue healing candle. Consecrated and charged by a quiet prayer and a short meditation about the loved ones concerned.

My mind is thoughtful, alert, and awake. I need to rest and re-build my strength from so long ago. My soul needs to recover, to fly high again, and to regain inner peace.

Between battles, it is okay and acceptable to feel battle fatigue. But it is equally important to remain strong throughout every battle, and the best way to recover between battles is to plan the next move.

It is in times of unrest and personal battles that love, friendship, and ordinary decency must show their full potential and become a daily confirmation of a battle worth fighting.

Today, I battle between the old version of me and the better me. Two little devils to conquer and calm down. Today, my bipolar disorder may stay silent, but my ADHD most certainly does not.

And, to my dislike, my anxiety is on the move again. A small attack when walking the little wise, old dog, but it was soon calmed. I don´t need any forms of anxiety right now, thank you from warrior grandmother.

Between battles, it is reassuring to know that we here share a bond for life. We take good care of each other, we share everything for better or worse, and we value trust, respect, love, loyalty, and hope.

May your Sunday be blessed with happiness, inner peace, good health, and kindness, dear readers and followers. And may the world behave for once. So it is.

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To heal from a storm

The silence before a storm is unnerving, eerie, and leaves a sense of the unknown. To survive a storm is difficult, tough, and often a long-lasting experience.

But to heal from a storm demands inner strength, courage, and determination. It is a mental emancipation that takes time, and it is in the midst of the storm that we find the light in the chaos of darkness.

My dear friend is going through an extremely difficult transition in life. She is fighting her way through a necessary divorce with all the trouble that follow and more to that.

Her former husband is trying his best to work against her by being unreasonable, by putting up an unfair fight over money, and by being a complete asshole.

But she fights hard to remain in control and enjoy her new life that has already begun with the meeting with the love of her life. Together, we stand strong, and we fight every obstacle side by side.

Tonight, my writing centers around the issue of healing from a storm. About the necessity to emancipate yourself from any negativity. And about the reality of life when it challenges us humans.

I have told my dear friend that the clouds will disappear from the sky, that the Sun will shine again, and that everything will work out fine, no matter how hard we have to fight our way through this storm.

My dear friend knows that I´m writing this, and tonight, I write for her and every person in need for personal emancipation. I may be 51 years old, but I´m still a rebel, which I take as a healthy sigh.

I was taught the importance of the ability to think for yourself, the clever move in the ability to ask the critical questions that liberate from constricting standards of behavior.

It may not bring an army of friends, but it will definitely make the air so much easier to breathe. I never follow the mainstream of dead herrings. I´m rebel, and I´m proud of it.

So, I told my dear friend to be patient and keep up the good work. She has come so far in emancipating herself from an unfair and dominating man, whose main concern always is himself before anything else.

It is a matter of only a few weeks, and he will finally move out. This is the last gasps of a fight that could have become meaner, had we not been strong together.

It´s only natural to feel overwhelmed, extremely tired, and frustrated in such a stressful situation as a divorce. Especially, when you know what you want, but the other part plays games with you.

To heal from a storm is hard work, a lot of the time uphill, and always a learning experience. But it is possible, as long as you fight every inch back and do your absolute best no matter what life throws at you.

My dear friend will heal, too. We are present in the everyday, we support her whatever she decides is the best to do, and we care deeply for her and her wonderful three children.

I have been through a difficult divorce myself at the time I met the love of my life. He made everything so much easier by his very presence in my life, and I ended up happy and content.

So will my dear friend. We have come so far together, and together we will heal from this unpleasant and ugly storm. It all begins with a mental emancipation from the past and a positive outlook on the future.

And it is of course easier to write about than to practice in reality. But my recipe is simple, yet complicated. Hard work, self-discipline, and iron will are the keys to emancipation from whatever holds you back.

The main focus has to be on achieving one goal at a time, a little more day by day. Until you have come so far that you can let go of the past and move on stronger and free.

That day comes almost by itself. One day you realize that you already have moved on. And, sometimes, it is necessary to leave other people behind, especially if their presence makes you feel miserable.

Nobody and nothing is worth that. Therefore, my self-respect will never be put on sale, no matter the temptation. And, regarding toxic people and energy vampires, there is only one way, move on ASAP.

To heal from a storm is not an easy task. But it is the only way. Nobody can stay in the middle of a storm forever. And when everything is said and done, you will find yourself stronger than before the storm.

May your weekend be filled with domestic bliss, inner peace, and lasting positive memories, dear readers and followers. And may the world pull itself together, so that we again can enjoy life rather than fight against it.