5/12/2022 Thursday day of Jupiter
11:45 pm Hour of The Sun
Waxing Gibbous Moon
Happy Friday the 13th!!
As I start to write this it is a short time before a Friday the 13th. Since early in my Withcraft journey I’ve felt Friday the 13th’s to be a special day, even a lucky or auspicious one. 13 Moons in a year, and all that… but also it’s been my bone deep conviction that Witches can make our own luck! That and being aware of folklore regarding inauspicious days and unlucky things is very different from being powerless in the face of such things.
I am enjoying the first of two full days off, in a row, where I am not already ridiculously overbooked with appointments and tasks. Not that the Husbear and I won’t be doing some running around tomorrow, but it’s stuff we need to get done and rather free-form.
My Journey lately has been turning mostly inward, shying away from listening to news and current events. I was on a Twitter deep dive for a time and am enjoying that platform as a venue in which to interact with the written word. But I had to pull away from it shortly after the war in Ukrain started. I fell into Minecraft and music playlists and a period of struggling to get things done. A lot of overnight shifts and a lot of unexpected extra hours at work, and a lot of just needing to back away from the world for a time.
I debated doing something special for Walpurgisnacht, or as I have jokingly started thinking of it, Halloween 2: Electric Bugaloo (as tainted as that reference has become by certain bad actors it’s still useful on occasion).
Walpurgisnacht and Beltaine sit opposite the Wheel of The Year from Halloween, and while traditionally associated with Life and Fertility in popular folklore, this too is a time when the veils between the worlds are thin, why else is there so much lore about the Fair Folk associated with it? I was especially excited at the prospect of it being the Astrological New Moon on 4/30. Part of me wanted to pull out the Full Kit and do something special for the Sabbat, but an unexpected resignation at work and my own duties as a manager there meant my time was not my own and once again my schedule became a thing of chaos…
Yet I managed to light some incense in offering that night. A few days later Coffee was poured for the Spirits & The Dead. I’ve also dabbled in some sigil-craft, nothing operative, more a few sigils designating places for future operations.
I haven’t done nearly as much writing or journaling as I had been hoping to do… but that’s part of why I am here tonight. I’ve been developing my thoughts on the power and importance of language and word choice in ones Craft, and also on what it means to take up the mantle of Witchcraft in an era where so many people are tying together words and symbols for so many different purposes, some of them quite malicious and evil… witness the works of the Alt-Right over the last 20 decades.
My thoughts have wandered to the pendulum swings of history and culture over the last 40 years or so that I have witnessed…
It feels as if my nation is at some very difficult cross-roads right now, and I feel small and powerless in the face of sweeping forces of change that are inimical, dangerous, and potentially deadly to myself and those I love.
Then, once more, I take a breath, and connect my spirit with Earth and Sky, breath up through my Centers, and do whatever needs must be done that day to get by and get through.
This is no longer enough for me, I must start taking better charge of myself and my time and work hard once more towards the kind of life I wish to live.
So Mote It Be.
Bliss and Blessed Be,
Pax / Geoffrey