Good evening, dear readers and followers. It has been a hectic week, strange, yet oh so familiar. I´m split between my range of moods from the deepest well in the world to the soaring high flight beneath the Sun.
It´s a slippery lane, the fast one, when the other part of me tries to tear the world apart in a frenzy of apathy, desperation, and sadness. It´s tough, but a necessary transformation that will happen, whatever attitude I may have.
But everything´s just fine, for I know that I´m able to conquer myself again and again and again. I know that also this moment of standstill will pass. I know that with great care it is possible to maintain a life full of quality rather than quantity.
Yesterday, I got some great and inspiring news from my counselor. She has nominated me for an open position in the county. It is not a full-time job, for that is no longer a realistic way for me.
It is called peer-worker, a kind of social work where I will go to e.g. a ward in the psychiatric hospital, a drop-in center with social activities for people with bipolar disorder and other mental disorders, or to give talks to peers.
The offer is being trimmed to suit my needs, as I will need a driver and somebody to follow me along on the way. I will also receive real money, and as an early retired, I may earn a small sum concurrently with my pension.
She told me that she find me easy to talk with, that I know my way with words, and that it also could benefit me personally to work a little bit with something that I´m already used to have to deal with in the everyday.
I said that I was interested but that it may not interfere with my pension and that it must be flexible enough for me to have a bad day from time to time, as I can´t help but take one day at a time.
I think it is an interesting, inspiring, and fun challenge to try out. So now I wait for more details, and of course I will tell you about it too. It raised my spirits, it helped me cross over to the other side of being born with the bipolar disorder.
I´m physically exhausted, for I tend to strain my muscles and joints whenever I feel low and depressed. It´s when I fight to get back to the high-spirited mood. I need to; it is here where my creative energy flow is best.
So there will probably be another couple of days to recover and to think about new possibilities. It has to fit in with my writer´s aspirations as well as practically everything else.
This weekend, I really need to look into my love for witchcraft. It has been a while since I have had both the time and the appropriate energy to work with it. As you know, I never work with magick when I´m out of touch with myself.
I will create two rituals; one for the Sabbath of Ostara/The Spring Equinox; and another with the theme of self-care and self-love. Both are important to me, for I want to attune myself to the rhythms of Nature and to be good to me.
That I will enjoy preparing on Sunday. Tomorrow, it is the continued preparations for my novel-writing process soon to begin. And tonight, it is good times with family and a close friend.
Yesterday was terrible due to the inevitable fact that I spend most of the day and evening dancing the jitterbug inside and hopping and dancing on the outside at the same time. So the whole house jumped with me.
But today, everything, except an enormous feeling of being over-tired, is excellent. My mood is slowly but surely shifting to the best possible version of me. And I need that for my writing process and my life in general.
My sweet husband is busy painting the house inside. After almost 5 years, things need to change slightly, and freshly painted walls are always positive to begin the Spring season.
He is already busy in the garden, but the weather has changed back to a winterly chill, icy cold rain mixed with the occasional sleet and even hail. So, you Weather Gods and Goddesses, come on now, bring fair weather, please.
With these words, I send you my warmest thoughts and online hugs, dear readers and followers. May this weekend be inspiring, creative, and reflecting, may the world pull itself together, and may kindness prevail.
So Mote It Be. Blessed Be.
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