from 8.1.22 newsletter
Today, I celebrate both the festival of Lammas/Lughnasadh (the halfway point between the summer solstice and fall equinox in the northern hemisphere and a celebration of the first harvest) and the 13th anniversary of my initiation into witchcraft and paganism.
Despite being quite open about my practices, I don’t often discuss spiritualism with folks - there is a long history of judgment and persecution, so witches tend to be a bit tight-lipped. I was also born to bible-thumping Christian parents, so talking about personal spiritual practices can feel uncomfortably evangelical at times, and I hate getting preachy with people unless they really want all the juicy details of my beliefs.
Regardless, I wanted to take a soft, semi-quiet moment to celebrate this long, beautiful journey and all of the deep wisdom and magic passed down through my African (honoring that I do not know where due to years of colonization and slavery), Cherokee, and Irish ancestors (among all the others), and especially the wild women healers in my family who held deep knowledge of herbs, embodied practices, and community care.
Although none of us can know beyond doubt if there “is anything out there”, I do know that the world around us is breathing, cycling through seasons, and putting on a constant masterpiece of a show called Life and Death. Feeling close to these cycles and connected to other living and dead creatures that we so often feel we are superior to (or the “shepherds” of) feels supportive for me in the midst of so much agony in the world - which I think is the primary purpose of spirituality for me.
There’s not much else for me to share today - just this celebration and a hope that the sun will come out at some point today. Also, I will be offering a few workshops and classes this month. You can find out more in the updates section below.
I hope you all have a lovely week and are able to find some time to be intimately close to nature.