We get to keep a journal here? Well this is a delightful surprise. A eerie coincidence, I was thinking about getting back into this.
I occasionally go through periods where I have difficulty keeping my faith. A disconnect between myself, my spirituality and inner magician. I don’t know why it happens, it just does. The scientist in me just can’t seem to fully square with the witch in me. I become what I can only describe as fragmented. It is as though a piece of my soul is torn out, but the void left behind is oddly comforting. Believing in nothing leaves no room for disappointment. It is when that darkness becomes so unbearable, that I find myself drawn back. I am coming out of another one.
I know this may seem a little witchy fluffy poo poo for this forum, but a method I have previously used, and will be using again is a tarot journaling prompt. It is called 22 days of tarot sparks. I can’t explain how it helps, I just know that it does. The first time I tried this, I felt this other worldy pull back in. Half way through the series, I felt like I was being stitched back together. Here is round 2:
Day 1 the fool
"What am I most deeply seeking at this point in my life? How can I reconnect to a sense of wonder? Where in my life do I need to take a risk?
Your Seeker Spark:
Go for a meandering walk around your neighborhood. Tell yourself you will take 15 minutes out of your busy schedule, but if it ends up taking longer, go with it. Don’t have a goal in mind — not a certain amount of steps or a cardio workout or even a destination.
Wander instead. Wander and wonder. Be open to surprise. Notice everything — how the light falls, blossoms on branches, the clatter of delivery trucks, birdsong, the colors and shapes of houses.
Stop. Look around. What do you see that is unique to this day, a day unlike any other?"
This was the first in a while that I took a walk with no destination in mind and no headphones on. I discovered a few new places and met some interesting people.
After about an hour, something strange happened. Though it was getting dimmer out, everything seemed to get brighter. It was surreal. It was like I was looking at the world with new eyes. I saw colors as though I had never seen them before.
I meditated on my adventure when I got home. What struck me after the fact was how much energy was buzzing around. Everyone is busy going on with their lives, completely unaware…almost detached from everyone and everything they passed by.
I thought “don’t I do the same exact thing.” Infact I do. Everytime I leave my house it is always with a specific goal in mind. I grab my purse, keys and mp3 player hoping that 1. I didn’t forget anything 2. That no one stops to talk to me 3. I complete my task unhindered.
Taking a random walk through the neighborhood showed me how much I am missing by not being more attentive to what is happening around me. It showed me that if I am going to resolve my constant feelings of detachment from the rest of the world…move past my fear of connection…then I am going to have to find the strength and courage to meet the world half way.