My husband and I have been busy all day preparing for my father´s visit this weekend. We will celebrate Christmas together Saturday because we don´t know if he will visit in December.
Sixteen hours before a visit, I´m physically tired but mentally happy and more than ready to enjoy the time with my father.
We don´t get to see each other that often because we live 101 miles/163 km apart. However, we speak on the cell phone three times a week, and we share almost everything.
This blog post was written on a cloudy Thursday, but it will go online tomorrow as usual. It is because I want to maximize my time with my father. So, although I will want to write during his visit, I will save the writing sessions for the time with television shows that he likes to watch.
And in those sessions, I will write my heart out and try to create something worth reading aloud for my father while he is here with us.
My father´s Christmas present is a good set of chess. He has expressed a wish to learn to play chess, and we can always play through the cell phone when he is accustomed to the moves and the rules, which I will try my best to teach him this weekend.
Sixteen hours before a visit, I´m also recovering from two tough days this week. The day before yesterday was hideous due to my bipolar disorder. I always get these mood swings a couple of days after shifting from one mood to another.
I have the mixed condition, where it is possible to be both happy and sad simultaneously, even on the very same day.
It is highly annoying because it hinders me from doing something creative to divert my racing thoughts. Then I become so restless that the whole house is affected by it. And it keeps on ruining my concentration until I get so tired of myself that I get up and get everything done with the speed and furious force like a tornado.
Yesterday was somewhat better, but not until today did I manage to regain control over myself again. I have asked my counselor for guidance in such situations. However, it is too tiresome and frustrating not to do something serious about it.
Fifteen and a half hours to a long-awaited visit, and everything in my life seems to be as good as perfect right now.
We have unique opportunities for creating a beautiful and giving life here at our little big spot on Mother Earth.
My husband has spent the whole week making the heavy preparations. In contrast, I had to repair myself over a couple of days before I could contribute as well.
During the weekend, I plan to get the time to prepare for my next great Sabbath, Mabon or the Autumn Equinox, which in Denmark is on September 22.
It will be a rich ritual due to the Full Moon next week. Perhaps I will recharge my crystals in the moonlight, pick a delicate incense, and grab all the good stuff along with altar cloths, corresponding candle and ribbon colors, and a beautiful altar setup. First, I want to send a spell of gratitude to the Universe.
I feel that I have accomplished something significant by being able to live the way I do. I have never before in my life experienced such good things as I do right here, right now.
Second, I want to express my gratitude for all my blessings, and thirdly, I want to send off positive karma to my loved ones around the world.
I think it is here where I tell you, dear readers and followers, that I include you in my idea of what a true family can be.
The best one is not necessarily the one that followed our birth into this world.
But most of all, I´m looking forward to celebrating Samhain on October 31.
I plan to renew my pledge to witchcraft with a solid personal statement about my beliefs and why I became a witch five years ago.
This weekend, however, will also be when I say the final goodbye to my beautiful classic car that was stolen and burnt to ashes just before I took my first insecure steps as a baby witch in 2016.
I will do so by burning the police report. Five years have almost passed, and now the case is as cold as stone. Which I´m happy about because I have no wish whatsoever ever to meet those who did such a meaningless act.
And then I will let go of what no longer serves me over a bonfire together with my husband and my father.
Fifteen hours before a visit, I´m contemplating using the remains of the day to try to build a miniature Chinese house. This week´s blog picture shows the second house, a flower shop I finished building last Sunday.
But first comes a long hot bath and comfortable clothes. Self-care is also essential when living with bipolar disorder and anxiety. Therefore, I take time to spoil myself like I like to spoil my loved ones.
Next Friday will be about my Mabon ritual, and there are pictures from my witch´s den, of course. I will include a closer look into my preparations for a Sabbath as well.
I´m rather curious what my Tarot cards will tell me the next time I touch them because my latest spread showed hard work ahead. So I would very much like to find out more about what it may mean in my everyday.
May your weekend be blessed with lots of love and care, exciting conversations, and happy moments to remember forever, dear readers and followers.
May the peoples of this turbulent world come together rather than apart, and may the Universe grant us all happiness, inner peace, good health, and kindness. As we will it, so mote it be.
Merry meet, merry part, and merry meet again.
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