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Whatcha gonna do about it, Girly?

June16
Now, I am well aware that I am aware that I need to make changes in my life. I am also aware that I have been both avoiding doing the things that I KNOW that I should do to make changes, and worrying about the impact of changing my routine…

If you know me personally you know that I have been going back and forth, mentally pacing about WANTING to change and having the ideas of how I can start to change, and then FREAKING OUT because in order to make the changes I would have to commit to DOING something…

So I go from the THOUGHT (east) of what I want to change, I build in the DESIRE (south) to change things in my life, I start feeling EMOTIONAL (west) about how much I need to make these changes…

And then I get stuck there… I get caught up in the constant emotional feedback loop  — I want to do this, I have to do this… but I can’t do this, I don’t know how to do this, how can I start doing this right now, where do I start… but I have to change this, I have to do this… but… — and I never make the final leap to the completion of my circle… I have so far not been able to make the move to DO (north) the things that I know I need to do.

I’m having manifest problems. Obviously my sticking point is in the mud… somewhere between the water of the west (emotions) and the eart of the north (physical/doing) I get bogged down.
At least I REALIZE this, right?

Right?

Okay… so realizing things doesn’t really HELP get things done, in fact we’ve already established that I have no problem with facing the things going on in my mental processes (the East, ironically enough). I have no end of ability to conceptualize what I want changed, I can come up with ideas and thoughts and visualizations about solutions or outcomes… but I can’t get the kick in the ass to do the WORK that I need to do to “break ground”…

Its a blockage, something I stumble over. And in stumbling, I end up sitting in the grass ruminating over the fall rather than dealing with the  WHY of the stopping, I go back to thinking about something ELSE rather than making the move FORWARD to make my goals a reality. Instead of inspecting the thing getting in my way, I start thinking about other things, avoiding acknowledging that there is a THING (whether this is a physical, spiritual, emotional, or mental THING) getting in my way.

And so I have fallen into a pattern of become the thought provoker, the instigator, the idea girl… I get the ideas and then I find someone ELSE to pump up about them and send them on their way… never really completing anything myself.

And it HURTS.

But the “othersiders” (people who are on the otherside of my consciousness, aka not ME (laugh)) seem to think of these issues, these “stucknesses” as non-important and tend to brush them aside in my struggle to find myself and grow in myself. The advice I get focuses mainly on forcing the doing without getting down and looking at what the stumbling block really IS…

“Just write every day for X amount of minutes and after a while you’ll get used to it” — well, I might get used to it, but I doubt that the stuckness troll that lives under that particular bridge will just “go away”. I might be able to generate text, but in my experience the actual FEELING of forced/timed writing just to write makes me feel almost SICK. Trying to force a habit of writing doesn’t get my voice out, it doesn’t RELIEVE pressure, it creates a feeling of punishment that becomes associated with the process. It is the same thing with drawing and knitting and any other thing I resist.

Most of the advice is just the same as if I said I was afraid of bees (which, I am not, btw…):
  • You’re just being silly, there isn’t anything to be afraid of
  • It can’t hurt you
  • Its more afraid of you than you are of it
  • It doesn’t even register you as a threat
  • You’re anthromorphizing this
  • Stand still and it won’t notice you
  • Its a good thing, you shouldn’t be afraid of it, a bee(creativity) is a good thing for the world (and then all the reasons bees are good for everything)
  • stop screaming!
I’m not sure you get the point, but there it is anyway.

So… without droning (snicker) on endlessly about the stuckness, I have decided that I need to find OTHER ways, other than forcing myself to start dreading the things that I am longing to do… and thus ensuring that I STOP not only doing these things but AVOID doing them at all costs.
Which is, to change my perspective.

I intend to find out what I am stumbling over here, taking a look at the things in my environment that detract from what I want to do… taking a look at the way my enviroment, my diet, my level of exercise, my social activities, and my spirituality are all working or not working. I think there is something THERE.

So… for the next 6 weeks I am working on getting my environment in order (or at least HOPEFULLY getting it in order) and getting rid of things that I no longer need or want or serve any purpose other than to make me feel bad about things…

And so I started out on the Making Space for your Goddess To Shine Online course…

And I’ll try to keep up with how this is changing me and things and if it is helping me do anything in my life…
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Sing a song of Spirituality

January9
One thing that I have, in the recent past, been accused (or, rather, verbally assaulted) about is the fact that I haven’t been practicing my spirituality.
 
Or, rather, that I am not doing what OTHER people think that I need to do.
 
Which, although they may be correct in stating that I haven’t been picking up on a spiritual practice yet, makes me wonder…
 
What the hell does it matter to ANYONE else how I feed my soul?
 
And I have come to the natural and perfectly acceptable conclusion:   

MY SPIRITUALITY IS NONE OF ANYONE ELSE’S BUSINESS UNTIL OR UNLESS I MAKE IT THEIR BUSINESS.

 
Phew. Glad I got that off my chest.
 
I have always been one that has been relatively QUIET about my spirituality. Even before I started dating STBX I was a solitary Pagan. True that I had attended Pagan meetings and had some sense of community at that time (and partially into my marriage, prior to having children) that had been essential to me as a Pagan, but I didn’t REQUIRE a working group or even another person to really be spiritual. 
 
I don’t think my solitary path was completely in regards to the fact that STBX was intensely uncomfortable with my chosen Path (although that did have a lot to do with my feeling that it was something that had to be hidden from not only HIS family, but him and my children as well — which was an intensely DAMAGING experience, spiritually), but also because I didn’t feel an aching NEED to be intensely involved in a Circle or Coven group at that time. I could have easily been happy with my spiritual connection to the world.
 
Why worry about other people then?
 
This seems to definately be a downfall of mine, in my life, the fact that I put too much stock in what other people think I should or shouldn’t do… and its something that I am very consciously working on in this new year. But to answer the question, I felt very OFFENDED when the Stalker confronted me about my “failure to live up to my spiritual goals” (which is a paraphrase of what he was saying, since he was involved in lecturing me on what he thought I needed to hear, and I was trying to get to sleep) and it got me thinking. 
 
First of all I thought to myself, “how dare this person, someone who I no longer feel intimately close with, give me a lecture on one of the MOST initimate things in my life?” And that made me step back and reflect on what part my spirituality plays in my life, and how I have dealth with my spirituality in the past and present and how I present myself in the world as a spritual person. 
 
And I have realized that I have ALWAYS been one to whom my spirituality is of the utmostly private matter. This is “inner sanctum” type stuff for me, my spiritual feelings, my practice, my connection to the Greater Divinity(s) is, truth be told, something reserved for ME and MY DIETY/IES… and not something I feel terribly comfortable dragging out and placing right on my front lawn in 30 foot blazing LED lights stating “HEREIN LIES A WITCH”… 
 
Nope… not my style… 
 
Paganism… Pam style…
 
So what do I feel, spiritually speaking, since I have openned myself up for this discussion (even in the limited amount that I have done so here)?
 
Well… to me my spirituality is private, and it deserves quite respect and reflection. I wear a pentacle, given to me by one of my best friends in the world. It is a golden pentacle with a cresent moon in silver, with a moonstone in the center. I wear it every day on a long (26″) silver chain. I would bet you that 90% of the people who know me, including RGG whom I have been initimate with, have actually never seen this symbol of my spirituality, despite the fact that I rarely leave it off. My best friends, my children, and a few others of like mind would have seen it… and yet I do not consider the fact that it isn’t “out there” to be a statement on the hiddenness of my spirituality or even a symbol that I am somehow embarassed of my religion.
 
It is simply something INTIMATE, worn close to my heart and next to my skin, something ever present that reminds me of my connection to the Greater Divine in the world, and keeps me conscious of the way I interact with the world around me. It reminds me to be aware of the differences in people, in their essential freedoms to be whom they want to be, and to be aware of what I say and how I speak to people. It reminds me of the need to respect all life, and yet is a reminder that I have a right to defend my consciousness and being (including my psyche and spirit)… In this I act as my own altar to my own vision of Diety.
 
Is that wrong?
 
Well… no. That’s the glory of Paganism, for me. There is no set doctrine or dogma. I do not NEED to be a full out decked in gothic makeup, black clothes and big public pentacle jewlry in order to be Pagan… I can CHOOSE to do so, and some do, or I can choose to dress casually, not wear makeup, and not wear my pentacle on the outside of my clothes. Neither style is better, just like no religions is better than another (IMHO), its just different ways that we look at ourselves and interact with our worlds.
 
But it seems, given the amount of passion Stalker was putting into trying to break into this topic with me, that some people have more of a need to SEE spirituality exhibited than others do. And Stalker seems to have been ONE of those people. You see, he couldn’t understand that I didn’t necessarily WANT to have him involved in my spiritual practices or feelings, that I didn’t necessarily DESIRE having discussions on why and how and for what reason I did this or that or the next thing – I liked the ability to just FEEL and know that it was somehow RIGHT for me. I had resisted, either consciously or unconsciously, allowing him to get involved in my spiritual life and spiritual practices, and very rarely even discussed this part of my life with him. I was happy with that… I didn’t want him in my spiritual life at that time (who knows if I would have ever wanted to share that aspect of myself with him?), but he felt that it was a critical part of “us”…
 
Communication Breakdown…
 
Does my choosing to keep my spirituality more private necessarily mean that I am not living up to my spiritual “potential”? Does it necessarily negate my feelings, within my marriage, of being spiritually stiffled by the oppressive form of Christianity that would never have allowed me to express myself outside their narrow vision of “God”? Does it mean that I have no right to have been upset at having to be quiet about my spirituality for those years? Does it mean that I should shut up about not being allowed to have my Pagan books out or have to bite my tongue whenever xFIL ranted about how “evil” non-Christian spiritual practices were? Would it mean that I had no right to have felt that there would have been trouble should I have been open with my children about the various different spiritual paths out there, or if I had dared to tell my in-laws that I didn’t want to attend their church services and that I DEFINATELY did not want my children involved in their particular flavour of Christian faith???
 
NO… no to all the questions.
 
Again, the comments were born not out of genuine CONCERN about MY well being, but rather as more of a pointing out of things that hadn’t gone as per Stalker’s expectations of what it was he decided it meant for ME to reconnect to my spirituality. And, it seems, there was hurt because (and maybe rightly so) he felt that it was something that would have been necessary for us to build a foundation of a life together. And my reluctance to really share this with him (and the red flags that I felt surrounding sharing these things with him) was a clear indication to both of us that I had not shared his feelings about the “us” that he saw. And he admitted, in the dying gasp of the death throes of our “friendship”, that he had wanted to be part of my spirituality in order to not be separated from me in the afterlife…
 
That is just creepy on SO many levels for me…
 

Spirituality as an ongoing goal…
 
Now… as I have stated, my spirituality has always been of a rather private nature, even when I was free to have my books and cards and things out in my own home, as now, I have always opted to treat it as a part of me that is just accepted but not necessarily something I feel the need to share with EVERYONE.
 
But I have also noticed that my spirituality has been changing through the years as well. I no longer feel quite “right” calling myself a “Wiccan” because I feel that as a solitary practitioner of no set Tradition it is hard to justify my “training”. In point of fact, I do not have any formal “training” in the priesthood of the Wiccan Traditions, and have fallen more into the category of layperson. I feel that, having felt so spiritually unwelcome in my own home for so long, I am now in need of really and truely revisiting the deeper site of my spirituality.
 
Rather than starting off as if nothing had happened, as if I could just pick up my Book of Shadows from where, as a 21 year old girl, I had left off, I decided to start on a Seeker’s Path to discover what it is that I NOW, at age 34, feel CONNECTION with. And I am fully aware that to do this means setting down some of the old familar patterns of “practice” and openning myself up, fully, to looking at figuring out what works for ME. Not worrying about creating a Tradition of my own, not worrying (right now) about fitting into an already established Tradition, not worrying (right now) about joining a formalized Coven… but just truely SEEKING.
 
Part of this is my ongoing wish to create a piece of sacred space for myself within my home. It is ongoing, right now, because I am still very much in the process of unpacking the things that I have taken from my old life and sifting through those things to make space for what is truely NECESSARY for me. So, its slower going than, it seems, those who feel free to judge these types of things for others might necessarily be happy with. But its not forgotten. There are plans in the works… but there are many plans in the works and they are all intertwined physical-emotional-psychological-spiritual-theoretical and just because I might not have quite gotten through the cleaning out (physcial/psychological/emotional) phase in order to cleanse (spiritual) and create (physical) and dedicate (spiritual) my own sacred altar.
 
Pam’s Life Lessons:
  • my spirituality is MINE and I have every right to share or not share this aspect of myself as I see fit
  • I have no real NEED for my potential partners in life to be PAGAN, as long as they can accept that I am
  • I can be happy SEEKING my own Path as long as I have the freedom to connect to the Greater Divine on my own terms
  • I accept that things will happen when the time is best, and I will get up an altar when everything comes together to make it right.
  • I can be a spiritual person without having to necessarily have everyone around me share my spirituality
  • I can be a spiritual person and enjoy my connection to the Greater Divine in the small things in life and be quite happy
  • I have the inalienable right to choose who I share my spirituality with, how I share it, and how much I celebrate my spirit, and no one has the right to question ME on what I might NEED or WANT out of my PERSONAL and PRIVATE spiritual journey
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Unpacking the things in my life

December16
Beyond the sickening fear that my ex is going to fuck my life over even further, I have been having an okay time.
 
One of the things that has been going on is that I have been cutting K out of my life. About 3 weeks ago I “slipped” and allowed him to convince me that he had changed and that he was ready to be my friend rather than to sit around whining all the time about how much he loved me, or, alternatively, how much I had screwed up his life (or rather how he had screwed up his life FOR me). But it was just another round of “feel sorry for me for missing you” and subtle guilt tricks. And so I resolved that I would completely cut him out of my life…
 
I took him off my face book (but apparently he didn’t take me off his), deleted him off my phone, and set  up filters on my gmail accounts to auto archive email missives coming from him. I should have listened to Serin and set up the filter to just completely DELETE the emails that K sent to me, but I thought that there might be value in eventually contacting him again.
 
And I left it at that.
 
Every so often he would email me, usually the emails were either light and chirpy, all about how great he was doing, how much better things were without me (new girl, better friends, getting out every week night (since he is never “saddled” with his kid on weekdays), more money… blah blah blah) or how sad he is and how much he misses me and how much he thinks that we were perfect together… except that i need to recognize that I am not really as wonderful as I think I am, but I am the most perfect person… blah blah blah.
 
So… what I got out of reading over (but not replying to) the emails is this:
 
He is over me, but he isn’t and he’d come back if I asked
He is doing better without me in all ways
I was perfect and it was his issue that lead to our break up
I did things that were “weird” and out of character
 
And so… I have been avoiding replying or responding to him in any way.
 
And i was doing better. I was finally feeling better about where I was going and what I was doing and what I was focusing on in my life… and then, out of the blue he freaking PHONES me.
 
Why? To “talk”. Why? Because he wants to let me know that he’s okay with me cutting him out of my life, because he is doing so much better without me. And he is sure that we could be friends, because he is over me, but not over me enough to meet again (does he think I am one of his girly chicks that will fawn all over him??? I know he’s not right for me… and I’m not impressed by the women fawning over him, I’m not impressed by his finances, I am not impressed that someday he’ll be a millionaire, I’m not impressed by his financial advisor, I am not impressed by his swearing an oath to “the Gods” to protect me… nothing he does can make him right for me and my life).
 
And here I am, sitting on the phone with him, telling him that I don’t want to talk to him, and he’s agreeing… and then he starts in on me about things.
 
Oh, apparently I hate being told I am a “goddess” and I have objected that he tells me that there is nothing wrong with me, and then when he does tell me I have flaws, and that he recognizes them (and OH does this ass have a huge catalog of “flaws” that I have but refuse to acknowledge) but that I get ANGRY when he points them out to me. I didn’t respond. What can I say, I hate being ATTACKED and degraded for any little “flaw”… because it isn’t just a gentle pointing out, its a vicious character attack from K.
 
Then he started in on me about how I had been acting “weird” because when I was trying to leave STBX my faith (at the time I would have considered myself “Wiccan” but due to a lot of backlash in the local Pagan community I have since relabled myself as a Pagan “Seeker” since I am not an initiate of Wicca, I have no contact with any of the Traditional English covens or teachings, and would be more likely classified as “Ecclectic”) was a cornerstone of why I wanted to leave. The thing is that it was a cornerstone of why K THOUGHT I wanted to leave STBX, and something that K, who considered himself agnostic with Heathen leanings FOCUSED on citing “abuse” because STBX did not allow me to have my own beliefs, but it was no more a reason for me wanting to leave than his working away, financial fuckery, lack of interest in my life, being unsupportive, or feeling like i was just a sex toy to be used once or twice a week and then tossed aside and ignored the rest of the time.
 
So… in K’s opinion, I had not fulfilled my “spirituality” by focusing SOLELY on becoming more actively PAGAN and out and doing Witchy things or being more witchy.
 
Which made me mad (and again, I didn’t react), because it was K who was the one who was JUDGING what was or was not “reconnecting” with my faith. Because I wasn’t willing to share my spirituality with HIM…
 
The thing is, who is to say WHEN I have to start doing “witchy” things? Who says I have to do certain things for certain days? Apparently K thinks it is HIS schedule that things must work on, that things need to be done a certain way in order to be correct. I have run into this aspect before — he needed everything to be said and done in a certain way at a certain time, or it wasn’t being done.  It was like when we were “together” he kept talking about how things were going to be when we were living together or making plans for that day, even though I had never indicated I wanted to live with him.
The part that annoyed me the most was that I tend to take time to think and discover myself, and my religion is such a personal part of my life that I didn’t see a NEED to share my faith and the most intimate details of it with him. The problem is that, like a lot of other people, there is the idea that being a Pagan is a set thing, that there are things that are always done, or things that you have to do at certain times of the year, and its really not that much.
But the issue is that I feel like I lived like a hermit for 13 years. I lived with all the parts of me wrapped up and stuffed in a box that I put in the back of my closet in order to please my ex, and it wasn’t just spirituality that was packed away, there were many many parts of my personality that eventually I felt I had to take out of my soul, carefully wrap up and pack away. There were many things of the things that had made me a genuine full rounded person, hoKies, interests, learnings, dreams, spirituality, passions and enthusiasms that got packed away from my daily life. I would take them out every so often, unwrap them briefly, consider taking them out and displaying them with prominence, and then realize how bad things could get if I was genuinely me… and stuff them guiltily back into that closet.
As Serin likes to point out, this past year and a half has still very much been a year of unpacking these things. Maybe, if you were focusing only on ONE thing having been packed away, it would be easy to take it out. But the thing is, I packed away a LOT of these little things about myself that I am rediscovering, and its a continual process. And while K thought that my Wiccan/Pagan practice MUST be the most important thing that I should focus on, my soul has felt that there are other things that must be unpacked, evaluated, and modified or discarded first, before I can get back to spiritual practice.
Oh, and for that matter, it may be that I am not INTERESTED in sharing my practices, or even THOUGHTS on the practices, with HIM. I wasn’t ready to share this with someone, heck, I haven’t even really explored it or tried it on for MYSELF, I definately do not need someone sitting there asking “what does that do? Are you sure you have it on right? Aren’t you supposed to wear it this way on this day?” when all I want is to become more comfortable in my own skin, in my own MIND…
And so… I have decided that one thing I have to leave behind, will be K. I will have to walk away from him the way I walked away from Entropy. And I KNOW, deep down, that both decisions to walk away were right… 
 
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split personalities

August8

One issue I have with keeping up with a blog is that there are just things that I can’t write here. So… in order to get things out that I can’t write in a public forum (never mind that no one knows its here) I write on other journal/blog sites. Read the rest of this entry »

Book Of Shadows

April20
As someone who has been solitary almost my entire Pagan Life, I have never really been required to keep a structured Book of Shadows. There was no one who required me to note certain laws or rules or correspondence tables, labouriously copying information by hand from my teachers in my own hand into a book. Instead I felt, due to a feeling of lacking something in not being taught and guided by a group of more experienced Pagans, that I was overwhelmed by the variety of vastly differing information available to me in books. 

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This is the blog of a 30-something woman. I am a single mother of 2 children (7 year old son, 5 year old daughter). I am a Solitary Wiccan. I am walking a Pagan Path. I am separated and going through a divorce. I am a geek girl. I am a nature’s child. I am a seeker. I am a talker. I am sometimes jubilant, sometimes creative, sometimes anxious, sometimes bitter… I run the gamut of emotions as I go through walking not only my Pagan Path but my everyday daily LIFE Path. 

My interests include creativity, art, crafts, magick, nature, spirituality, writing, collecting blank books, pens and office supplies, technology, myths, massive multi-user online role playing games (WOW, Second Life), kids, colours… hell… I might write on ANYTHING that strikes my fancy.


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