Oh Autumn!

The seasons are changing, the Wheel is turning, and Autumn is finally upon us in the Northern Hemisphere.
How are you celebrating? Feel free to share any workings you’ve done, your Fall altar, or whatever you choose regarding this new season.

I’ve already touched this subject earlier but I might just as well write a descent post about it. In Sweden Autumn is a season you have to enjoy every second of because you never know how long it will last. It might end next week for all I know (it’s October then after all). So, what will I do to celebrate this season? Well;

1. Learn how to cook. Because I don’t want to starve to death. I don’t know why but I have always thought of Autumn and Winter as a perfect time for cooking and baking and brewing. I’ve just started practising and I love it! I’ve already cooked blueberry jam and a mushroom stew. Next thing on the list is rowanberry gel and pumpkin pie (scary). The world supplies me with so many vegetables and fruits and this year I’m going to actually use them.

2. Acknowledge my creative vein. I have always been creative, especially in the fall (must be the darkness), but most of the time I discard my own work for not being as good as everyone else’s. I suck at art. I suck at jewellery making. I suck at pottery. I suck at wood working. But it still makes me happy to do these things so why not? And who cares if it’s ugly anyway? If no one did ugly things the pretty things wouldn’t look half as pretty, right? Which brings me to the next point:

3. Watch and learn from what I see. When I first got interested in spirituality and paganism I asked Google “How do you learn magick?”. The answer I got was that the best way to learn magick is to watch the world around us. The site gave a lot of examples as “watch a beautiful rose go from bud to flower, watch the stars every night” etcetera you get the point. It’s a good tip, except it should also tell you to watch those things that doesn’t seem beautiful at first sight. Like blue clay. Or Spanish slugs. Everyone knows that roses are beautiful, but can everyone see the beauty in weeds?

4. Walk my own path (and be proud of it too). I am so tired of following “the rules”. Actually I’ve never followed the rules but from now on I’m going to ignore everyone who blames me for it. You have no idea how disheartening it is to join a witch forum, upload a picture of your first altar and then the first comment you get is; “Your Athame is not even a real Athame”. Well thanks to you to Ms. Moodkiller87. Anyhow, I got over it and now I’m back in full force!

Those aren’t very traditional ways to celebrate the Autumn Equinox, I realise that, but It’s what suits me best. Besides, traditional has never been a word that describes me.

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Meditation is harder than it looks

The last couple of days I have been practising meditation regularly. Even before starting I realised it would be a challenge since analysing and philosophising is my brains default-mode. I looked for meditation music only to find out that most mediation music is crap, so I went with Amethystium (since I figured death metal probably wouldn’t help my cause). The night between Monday and Thursday was a hard one. I am an empath and I had attracted a lot of negative emotions due to a forum discussion and a terrible story my dad told me about a guy he knows. I figured it would be a great moment to practise meditation. First I tried a 15 minute session were I only focused on my breathing and tried not to “swirl away” from myself. It didn’t work at all. So I paused and then tried again and this time I allowed myself to “swirl away” (I honestly have no better way to describe it). While swirling I ended up on a station. But instead of buses or trains there were swans lined up. I wish I had looked around a bit more than I did but well, I climbed on of these swans. It was a bit awkward because I didn’t now where to place my legs or where it was ok to put my arms, the swan however didn’t seemed to care very much. It flew me to a place with thousands of glades, all separated from each other by forests. They all looked different from each other. Different seasons, different nature. The swan landed and left me in one of them. It was winter in my glade and snow where covering the ground. There were a pond in the middle of the glade and a rock formation which I climbed. I lay in the snow and listened to the bullfinches chirp until I felt relaxed and happy. Then I got into the pond (which were only frozen at the shores) and the water was cold but not in an unpleasant way. When I came to the centre of the pond I relaxed and let myself sink into it. I sank for some time until I reached my physical self again.

This really helped to remove my negative emotions though I’m not sure this is how you are actually supposed to meditate. One of the texts I read on meditation even said that you shouldn’t let yourself swirl of because it could be dangerous, but it didn’t state how or why it would be dangerous so I ignored that. I guess the lesson I’ve learned from this is; don’t follow the book, follow yourself. But then again, a lot of people has told me that I have to get away from my “I do what I want” attitude when it comes to spirituality or I will get hurt eventually. I’m not sure how I feel about that. On the one hand, yes there are a lot of wise people in the world. But there are also a lot of idiots who pretends to be wise out there. For now I’m going to continue on my own path, listening to others thoughts and opinions, but not to self-appointed experts. The fools knows best as Virginia Woolf would probably tell me if she were around.