Yesterday was definitely not me. At all.
Like Monday, I was mentally exhausted and physically tired. Therefore, I removed the day from the calendar; I decided to wait for my weekly update until today.
My eighty-three-year-old father visited us last weekend. It was so good to see him again and be able to talk face-to-face for once. Of course, we speak on the cell phone three times a week, but the personal conversation just is that much better.
The first picture today shows my father and me in our garden around a bonfire. I burned a five-year-old police report about my beautiful classic car. May it rest in peace; now is the time to let go of any kind of leftover negativity that has haunted me for so long.
My old neighbor has promised to bring my father whenever she needs to visit her daughters in Copenhagen and Odense. It is only an extra half hour to get to us, so she is very kind, one of the good people in this crazy world.
The second picture is from my witch´s den, where my husband and I celebrated the Autumn Equinox Thursday this week.
My Tarot cards showed me that yes, there is hard work ahead, but it is positive. So to me, it is necessary to work hard daily with my mental illnesses. Because if I don´t, well, then my condition will worsen for no reason but my laziness.
The giant sunflower head was from a plant almost twelve feet high. My husband is suitable to be proud of his hard work in the garden.
The magick happened when I discovered that a Full Moon spell was used on a former occasion a couple of years ago when the Moon and Sun signs were similar but in reverse order.
I blessed some plant bulbs for next year with a prayer to the Universe; we wrote down our future wishes and let the wind grab the ashes, and we had a perfect time together.
But the best and most important event this week was my conversation with a close friend. We may live different lives, we may be apart for years, and we may stop in the middle of a good discussion because life just happens.
She is the person who knows me best, and apart from my husband and a few dear friends, I choose my circle of friends with great care.
It was so relieving to speak with her again today. Usually, we talk for at least one hour, but most often, more than that.
She is the closest I have come to having a sister. And no matter how much time that has passed since our latest conversation, we simply tune in to each other.
Next year, my husband and I will have been married for twelve and a half years, a copper wedding in Denmark. We want to renew our wows to each other, and I pray to the Universe that my dear friend and her beautiful family will be here to witness that.
Anyway, I´m back behind the keyboard, I´m happy and content with my life, and I believe that magick can happen anywhere. If you only dare to look for it the simplest of places and occasions.
This weekend, I´m busy working on my novel, along with countless creative projects. But I know it will not be so many hours. First, I need to recover from a long week and relax in my body, mind, and soul.
I will sit in my witch´s den tomorrow. I want to clean up after our ritual, meditate in silence about my many blessings, and fully take in the magickal atmosphere in the room.
All things considered, I seriously need to spend much more time both there and in my many other creative spaces in my little big home.
We should also begin redecorating the second floor sometime next week because it needs attention big time.
So, there are plenty of projects to take on, and the only problem is choosing where to start. My answer to that is to make a longer list with the tasks cut up into smaller bites.
That will be my work today after writing this blog post and a more extended break.
I´m forever grateful for all my followers; thank you once more for being here, staying, and being you. It is an honor to write to you.
I have been good this week, too. I have cut down the amount of time used to watch the news. I do see and hear what is necessary to see and hear. But I try to shield myself as much as possible.
Therefore, I use diversion with creative projects. It heals, it soothes, it calms. And it works miracles for me.
Burning a police report over a bonfire feels good. It was a time of release, it cleared my mind, and it ended a painful period in my life, just before I became a witch.
I´m already planning my celebration of Samhain 2021. It will be with everything I got to show my love for witchcraft, including pictures of my ancestors and lost loved ones and, therefore, my car. It will be the most extended ritual of the year, the most beautiful, and the most thought-provoking.
I will rewrite my pledge as a witch, and for once, I will go public and publish it here.
Last, but not least, I need to express my gratitude to the goddesses and gods of the Universe. Thank you, for my life, for everything I have, and especially for my loved ones.
May your weekend be blessed with happiness, inner peace, good health, and kindness, dear readers and followers. And may the world relax so that it again is possible to live a simple yet complicated life here at my incredible paradise on Mother Earth. This circle is now closed; may it be remembered.
So mote it be. Merry meet and merry part and merry meet again.