Thursday, February 14, 2008

Is anyone still reading?

It's been awhile hasn't it? A lot happened since May. I got a new job, that I commute to. My Dad died during one very dramatic and painful Sunday in June. Then in October, not only to help my mom pay bills, but so Grandma wouldn't have to live alone anymore, she and I moved in with Mom and Erica, my sister. It's a three bedroom house. I sleep in the living room. But we are dealing with it all and seem to be adjusting.

I haven't done much of anything the past 7 months, except work. Not a lot of writing or crafting, though I manage to get a little in. I don't even get to see people very much, people as in friends, rather than acquaintances. But I am trying to get back in the groove.

I am writing in short bursts, carrying notepaper folded in my pocket during work hours, scribbling bits during breaks. Its not as much as I was doing before last June, but I'll get there.

ANd I found another charity to craft for. It's called The Preemie Project, I really liked making the preemie hats for Save the Children on 06' so I thought I would do it again. If nothing else, it may keep me from wallowing in my own grief and do something for someone with more immediate problems.

Probably the worst part of all these changes is the disconnect I have been feeling from my religion. No doubt, mind you, just a lack of space to practice. I have no privacy, no sacred space and the majority of my books and stuff is in storage. So I am seeking out ways to pick up my practice as best I can. I put an altar on the dashboard of my car where I do my morning prayer each day before my commute. I am finally putting together my Book of Shadows as well. Since I have little spiritual life lately, it makes it very hard to write about it, so my column with Mystic Witch has suffered as well. I intend to write about this vary fact for my next article. I guess the Solitary Witch now gets to learn to practice in new ways.

So I am back and plan on once again chronicling my life, whether or not anyone is around to read it.

Blessings to all,
Agate