Day: January 10, 2023

What was supposed to be written yesterday had to be postponed until today. Sorry for the inconvenience, dear readers and followers.

But the weekend proved to be draining for me, as I have spent at least a couple of hours searching through ALL of my written work, both written by hand and laptop.

I used to have a perfect set of helpful notes for my new Tarot deck, The Herbcrafter´s Tarot. But somewhere through last year, they seem to have disappeared into thin air for no apparent reason whatsoever.

Nothing was found in my handwritten material, whether witchy or not. Nothing was found on my laptop. Nothing was found, but it left me with the feeling of being played by some inexplicable force. Looking through the booklet in the deck, I know by every atom in my body, mind, and soul that I did create something, as I can recognize what I read in the booklet.

And on top of that, I began my fitness class with a rather nasty anxiety attack as I was warming up to handle the machines. It kept haunting me throughout the day, so I couldn´t stay focused long enough to write anything meaningful.

But today, I´m well and okay again, thank you.

I´m a busy writing witch, working with my Digital Book of Shadows and my Pinterest account. There are countless hours of hard work before me. Still, I need to transfer everything to the digital version, as my arthritis attacks my hands, so that handwriting is no longer an option for me, except for rare occasions.

My novel adventure has yet to find time in my busy schedule. And to be frank, inspiration has not struck me for a long time, so I don´t mind postponing this project. However, I would rather wait than write something terrible.

But I created a small New Year and Happiness ritual yesterday, as I wrote about last week. The main experience was to piece together two spell jars that hopefully will bring us happiness, inner peace, good health, and kindness in 2023.

My husband assisted me in sealing the spell jars with colored wax. But I was somewhat stressed, so I forgot to create beautiful images for you, dear readers and followers.

My next ritual will be the celebration of the festival of Imbolc on February 2, 2023. I will work with the cell phone from the planning phase to the actual ritual activities there.

Right now, I´m listening to fast, orchestral music so that my racing thoughts won´t disturb my writing. I feel happy and content, knowing that my work today at the social house was appreciated, both by the people there and my boss.

I´m furthermore proud of my efforts this morning, assisting my husband with many more daily chores than I used to be able to do.

My hard hours in the fitness gym have paid off big time. I have lost weight, reduced my fat percentage, and raised the weight on the machines.

My husband and I are working harmoniously to save money to do some of the stuff we love: taking care of the house and garden, crafting beautiful and functional projects, and living life as if today were the last.

Despite a crazy world, despite a troubled past, and despite everything, we have managed to come back to life after many, many years of living in the way-too-fast lane.

We are happy. We are safe. And we are privileged.

For all that, we are grateful. Thank you, dear Universe, dear goddesses and gods.

Today, I don´t count the words. Today, I simply write my heart out. And today, I need to write less than usual to spare my hands.

So, may your week be beautiful, engaging, and life-enriching, dear readers and followers. May world peace be the new rich. And may my arthritis shut up and leave me alone.

As we will it, so mote it be.

Merry meet and merry part and merry meet again.