I’ve been working on settling in over the weekend. I was sick for two weeks while trying to move so all I could manage was packing. Then moving it, then unpacking. Then initiation, the recovery. So here I am 3-4 weeks after this process began and haven’t done hardly any walks and my meals have been a bit of a joke. Time to get back on track.
So I spent the weekend putting things away in their designated spots. It’s starting to feel like home. Yesterday I didn’t do much of anything except the last couple boxes. I watched the movie The Holiday (netflix) three times and also watched In and Out. I adored The Holiday, what a charming romantic comedy. I’m not a big romantic comedy fan but this one and Catch and Release both snagged my little heart and are on the must have list when I start getting a paycheck.
Miss Mitty still spends an inordinate amount of time under my bed but she comes out in the evening and goes and hangs out with my parents while they watch TV. It’s pretty cute and makes them happy.
I/we do spend a lot of time in my room when I’m home as my parents usually have music or the tv on and I’ve been reading a lot which I need quiet for. Nothing of any great import that I’m reading, just what I call candy. The current candy I’m readng my way through is the Lieutenant Eve Dallas series by J.D. Robb. Love Lt. Dallas’ aide, Peabody. I think I read it just for Peabody, or as her honey calls her, She-Body.
I will tell you that the initiation was an incredible experience. I was totally relaxed. If you’re a witch like me you’ve read the Farrar’s A Witches Bible and maybe even, perhaps, Lady Sheba. Both of them went against oath and published initiation rituals. I read these many years ago and remembered certain details but wouldn’t go near them pre-initiation because I wanted to be as uninfluenced as possible. I wanted to be as fresh coming to this as I could.
Suffice it to say that I’ve rarely felt so loved, so cherished, as I did that night. I was ready, willing, and very excited about it all. Someone told me yesterday that I was so eager, so not nervous, that it hadn’t been like that for several of the others. I suppose that is because I waited three years after Outer Grove before taking this step. I knew I wanted it and there was no fear or doubt in me. And the love. Oh, the love.
The ritual itself managed to surprise me in several ways, it isn’t just about the recipe but about the energy. It was an awesome and inspiring and beautiful and powerful experience. I’ll never forget it and always treasure it very close to my heart.
And there were gifts! I didn’t know that! I got prezzies!!! Wonderful handcrafted oils, a blank journal, a tarot deck (the Goddess deck by Kris Waldherr), a snake ring, and best oh lovely bestest, a broom. The handle is made from sweet gum, one of the trees that gives us amber resin. I love my new broom. I’ve never had a cool witches broom before. She sits in the corner, bristles up, and lets me admire her. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
I was verklempt most of the evening. I can hardly express it. High as a kite but the moment my head hit the pillow, I was asleep. I thought I’d be up all night the energy was so bouncy but nope. Slept the sleep of the just and innocent. Still high after several days (even with the feelings of angst here and there about life in general) .
I start my work with my new teacher on Tuesday. We are a good match I think and I look forward to working with him. Even though the weather is less than optimal I’m going to start my walks back up (I’ve got good cold weather walking gear) and get back on track with what I eat. The resting on my laurels is over. Spring is here, even with the little last snow flurries, and I am excited about the future.
Some pics of the new digs (yes, some of them have the same items in them or completely different items, as they tell me where they really live).