I figure every witch goes through this at one point or another, and I bet they come to the same conclusion that I have. I've been a witch for a long time, but I've lapsed in my craft for even longer. Pretty sad. I never lost my faith or stopped believing, but it became more, 'Meh, I don't need to do magic for this.' I thought if there was no real need, if there was no outcome that I desired everything else was window dressing.
Nope.
Belief and ritual go hand in hand when you commune with your deities. Creating the sacred space, calling forth elementals, raising energy, and reaching out to the Goddess reminds you why you believe. It is the most basic of lessons, and the easiest to forget. You can do spells to help you prosper, to get that promotion at work, to find love, to protect family and friends, and you should. But don't forget your holidays. Don't forget your full moons and your sunrises. Don't forget to meditate, don't forget to exercise. It's a lot easier to say, 'I believe,' than it is to say, 'I believe because...'.
After this year, which has had some serious downs, I've decided to brush off a few cobwebs (seewhatIdidthere) and reconnect. I may go so far as back to the very basics - visualization, meditation, basic rites, and relearn what I've lost. Solid foundations and all that. Beyond that, well, there's life to live. I have friends to hang out with, a husband to treasure, a home to nurture, and....and...and life! So expect not only pagan musings, but also the daily stuff. Chapters may or may not include Adventures in Learning to Ride a Motorcycle, Kitchen Witchery and Oh Yeah We Cook in There To, Greyhound Madness, the Importance of Baking Bread, I Was Listening to NPR the Other Day, and Stupid Pinterest Addiction. You can let me know how it goes.
This is purely personal opinion, coming from the mouth of an English major.
Oh, and I cuss sometimes to. Fair warning.
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