Today, I spent more than an hour and a half getting my weekly PCR test. Seven times in a row, I have tested negative for Covid-19. A record best kept these days in Denmark as the numbers climb and climb day by day.
The week has been busy decorating our home with the best Christmas stuff. Oh yes, I may be a witch, but I´m still celebrating Christian Christmas. My eighty-three-year-old father comes this year, so, of course, yet another Christmas with all the good stuff that comes along with that tradition.
Except for dinner, it will be different this year, as we already September celebrated Christmas. We did not know then if my father would come in December.
Today, I´m tired after so much waiting and watching so many people care so less about the actual Covid 19 situation in Denmark.
I almost suffered three full-blown anxiety attacks out there. In my home town, my safe haven, my refuge.
So, the witch in me wants to create a love and healing ritual for next week in this weekend. But the human being in me wants to celebrate good people tomorrow. So, therefore, the ceremony will have to wait for Sunday.
Dinner with good people, that warms my heart and makes every sign of anxiety go away.
We take good care of each other on my turf. We help, listen, and are available whenever needed. Oh, and yes, some other people, well, we had to let go, our paths proved too apart for a healthy relationship.
This Spring, I learned the tough lesson of letting go even if it hurts like hell and back again. I know now how to say no when enough is enough, how to set up and maintain healthy boundaries, and how to stay sane in all the bullshit in the wake of Covid 19, pardon my French.
At the same time, some of the rare good people came into our life.
Ever since everything has changed for the better. And now, at last, I´m in my best of moods, and my aspiration is that it last well beyond Christmas.
Today, I may be mentally overloaded with people standing close to me. But, I´m happy and relieved to be home, sweet home again, writing this blog post to you, dear readers and followers.
Consciously diverting my body, mind, and soul from the harsh reality of the world of today, I´m preparing myself for planning my next witchcraft ritual. For Monday, as I would so very much like to attract the remaining energy from today´s Full Moon.
I need some healing, some love. Something directly opposite to all the worries due to the worst crisis since WW2.
And, this time, I will only use my own creative writing, my own spells, and my own altar setup. No need for corresponding notes and countless binders.
I´ve begun my sixth year as a witch, and it is about time to stand on my own two feet and create my own material for the unique rituals.
I need something deeply personal, from intentions to altar setup.
This week, I also got my new Archetype cards. Seventy-four and six for me to create myself. My latest attempt to catch the attention of my writing muse who has deserted me for quite some time now. But I can use my new cards to create the mold from which I´ll draw my characters for my trilogy.
If only the day had more hours, then I would be able to attain so much more. But, on the other hand, things take time, and I prefer to wait until I personally like what I read.
It has to have that indefinable feeling of consistency mixed with lots of action and snappy dialogue. It has to be like being in a movie yourself. And it has to be like listening to great music.
I need something different from the expexted, from the first pitch to the end.
Dinner with good people tomorrow. People who care, who are present, and who embody diversity.
Everything I need right at hand, a comfortable yet complicated life, and beautiful loved ones close by. I need nothing more, nothing less. I´m happy, got inner peace, own fair health, and know the meaning of kindness by heart.
This week, I took a voluntary break from social media. Oh, so much time to do stuff I love to do. And time to think about and count my blessings.
Yes, I´m content with my life. It has taken its toll on me and my surroundings, but it has been and is a beautiful journey to experience. Meeting good people seems to be my lucky strike in life.
Yet they are so rare, so exceptional, and so challenging to learn to love deeply.
Finally, this week, I came to the best possible version of myself. My mood is now in the fast lane; however, well protected by medicine, therapy, and my own hard work.
I found my happy mood again, and now bipolar is more or less about being aware of my body´s signals. It tells me to rest when tired, and I have learned a harsh but helpful lesson about listening to exactly that when in my current mood.
The anxiety almost got me today, but thanks to my loved ones, it stayed inside me. Now, I´m mentally tired, so I´ll divert myself from the outside world by working with my archetypes. I begin with my main character, the female villain.
And, if I still have some energy left, I will use it on my Monday ritual. Those were the words of today; now, I need an extended break.
May your weekend be filled with sunshine, happy moments, and lots of laughter, dear readers and followers. May the world´s people find peace within themselves. And may my current mood last throughout this year and way beyond.
As we will it, so mote it be.
Merry meet, merry part, and merry meet again. Blessed Be.
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