![]() Looking back at the whole situation, I see exactly how none of it was an accident or a coincidence. … And having been 33 years old for the past eight months now, I can definitely attest to it being a very powerful year for me… But nothing could have prepared me for what I’ve encountered on the road to get here.Īs a magickal mentor, I really try to emphasize in my teachings that we really should be careful what we wish for… And in some cases, how we wish for it! My ex boyfriend actually summed it up perfectly in one of his stand up comedy bits – He would tell this annoying joke about how his girlfriend was a witch, and how she manifested him, and now she has to deal with the consequences of being with a guy like him.Īnd what was most annoying about it was that it was true! Some would say that I’d manifested a toxic relationship because I’d been doing the manifestation process “wrong.” But I see it differently – I actually believe that we manifest exactly what we need at any given time.įor some reason, I was stubbornly convinced that I needed to be with that guy, and I stayed with him through nearly 3 years of toxicity (which was out of character from my normal relationship style)… Even though I couldn’t quite put my finger on why. (And as a total side note, I’ve also since discovered that my life purpose numerology is a series of repeating 3s, so perhaps I intuitively knew this would be an important year for me). I learned about the power of the number 33, and was kind of excited to see how magickal and powerful I would be by age 33. Since I had discovered magick and self-development in my early 20s, I was observing how my life seemed to improve as I got older – Contrary to the toxic societal conditioning that I’d fed into growing up. I knew by the time I was 24 that I was slowly becoming “more 30.” And by the time I was 27 I was actually looking forward to my 30s in a way. ![]() Sometimes in people’s lives, there’s an abrupt ‘death’ of a version of themeselves when something suddenly forces them to pivot… But other times, we have plenty of warning that an era is gradually coming to an end, and it’s up to us to make peace with it and prepare for the change. While it’s been somewhat of a gradual change over the course of the past few years, this year in particular stands out as the true “end” of something and the start of a new era in my life. Some of these have been very slow and painful deaths like, while others felt like a breath of fresh air after a period of more graceful, gradual transition – Like with my cat familiars who have passed away in the past few years – I loved them dearly, and always will, but I understood and accepted that they were like 1200 years old in cat years, and I knew their time was coming, giving way to a new chapter of mine and Mowgli’s lives where we’re no longer essentially living in a cat nursing home.Īlong with the end of the nearly two decades long dynasty of my old family of cats, is the overarching theme of the death of my old identity of my teens and 20s. It definitely feels like I’ve gone through an “ego death,” of some kind, where I’ve watched parts of myself die to clear the way for new experiences. I’ve experienced a lot of the theme of death in the past few years. My three favorite themes to focus on this time of year are DEATH, ANCESTORS and DARKNESS. Mexico celebrates the Day of the Dead, which emphasizes not the fear factor, but the honoring of those loved ones who have passed out of this world and on to the next. ![]() ![]() The modern adaptation is Halloween, a pop culture holiday in which we toy with ideas of what humans are most afraid of. In Christian times, the church adapted this theme into All Hallows Eve, a time to acknowledge the souls of those who had passed away. The Celtic Pagans of the distant past called it Samhain, or “Summer’s End.” It was a time to communicate with the ancestors and muse about what lay on the other side of the veil of death. The late Autumn time, when the very last of the harvest was brought in for winter, was always riddled with themes of death, darkness, and mystery. The midpoint between the Autumn Equinox and the Winter Solstice is a time when the days are being consumed by longer, colder nights. November’s Eve, AKA Samhain, Halloween or All Hallows Eve is the third harvest festival, celebrated around November 1st.
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