These days


Totally time for a little update – especially since February decided today that spring has been called off for at least one snowy day – and some pictures of a wonderful sunny day.

These days, I’m…

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A Lughnasadh celebration


We have our own little “circle” here, even though probably most more organized Wiccans would smile about our lack of professionality or even continuity. It’s by far not every ritual we celebrate together, we don’t even have a fire for a lot of them and also a lot of them cannot happen outside because of cold and weather. We have no “Priestess” and no male participants, we barely have a certain process or defined order in which stuff happens in our rituals. Most of the time we’re only three or four women, meeting, celebrating and focussing our energy and thoughts.

That used to be different for quite a while. But life is what it is, so some have moved on, meet with other people or just can’t find the time any longer.

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Creating traditions

Icon-Summer (18)With Lughnasad up ahead and the boys turning one, the question of how to build traditions, what traditions and how to celebrate which holidays gets ever closer to my heart. Neither Leander nor I celebrate Christian festivals and while I found a spiritual home in paganism with a big touch of Wicca, he is not so settled in any religious or spiritual frame, despite being a very spiritual person. So it’s not only that we celebrate different days and fests than all of our family and most of our friends, it’s also that we celebrate them differently. Plus, we both don’t believe in forcing a spiritual or religious view on children and would rather they find their own way. That does however not cancel out celebrating certain occasions.

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Day 19 ~ Blessed Randomness


Don’t Stop the Rockin’. Write at least four-hundred words, and once you start typing, don’t stop. No self-editing, no trash-talking, and no second guessing: just go.

It’s funny that just yesterday I said to Leander how I didn’t like the prefabricated story assignments, because they feel too constricted, too narrow for me, for my writing. I joined the class to learn something about my writing, to hone it, to just keep going. But prefabricated stories do nothing for me. No creativity comes from it, no real flow and I don’t feel like I learn something from it. The free writing we already did on Day 1 on the other hand – that really surprised the hell out of me because it was much better than I anticipated. First I could only think about how hard it was but then, suddenly, the words flowed and a natural theme evolved, without editing, without thinking on what I would write beforehand. Thoughts directly to words…

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Day 8 – A place to be


Go to a local café, park, or public place and report on what you see. Get detailed: leave no nuance behind.

At the moment I just don’t have the time to get out for two hours to really soak in a place to be able to adequately describe it. So I’ll take you on a journey, eight years back, to a place in France – I can’t even remember exactly where it was or what it was called.

When I left the car, I had no idea what to expect. We had been seeing quite a number of monasteries and churches and other touristic sites, so I didn’t really think this would be a big change of the last few days. Boy, was I wrong. The white walls of the monastery bathed in the warm summer sun, framed by the lush green of ivy, only shadowed by the huge, towering oak trees. A warm breeze rustled the leaves and there was nothing to be heard except this calm whispering and the chorals of the monks, only faintly audible from the church somewhere in the back of the monastery.

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