Carrying on in that vein, I found on kindle a diary of an American witch. She supposedly grew up in a family that has many witches in its tree, mostly on the female side. A family tradition, not Wiccan. Rather disappointingly most of what I have read so far is pure Wicca, still her writing is fairly engaging. The book is Family Tradition Witchcraft by Kit McGoey. And if nothing else it has reminded me how much I have been drifting and not practising my craft.
Although I have been delving in the deep recesses of my mind and emotions, learning more about me, finding peace, acceptance ; that in its self is important craft work; know thyself I began many moons ago, working with a friend who now lives overseas. She was to become my teacher, alas my focus was rubbish and it never progressed, I'm still not in a place to progress, I need to resolve me first, but I have realised that does not mean neglecting the spiritual side of me. I need my connection to the land, I need to feel the weather upon me, to feel that sense of awe, of sacred. I need to get out in nature more, you know, this is the first Autumn I have not been foraging, haven't collected chestnuts, pine cones, acorns, gone fungi hunting, just being outdoors.
Funny how fluffy reading can still sometime have an impact.
As for hooking, I am beavering away making mini motif stockings:
I have about 25 hooked now. Quick, colourful makes that provide instant gratification :-)
Same with this ever growing pile of snow flakes.
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