Cajun Witch

I have returned from our long journey in Minnesota.  We drove there, moved my husband in, spent time adventuring, and drove home.  We have been home for a couple of days, and I'm still exhausted! So much happened in the past few weeks... I fell more in love with Minnesota My daughter lost a dear friend I struggled with my depression knowing I'd have to leave my husband there I was outdoors more than I've been since I was a kid I also found it hard to be a witch up there...mostly because most of my books and things were down south.  I did my daily card pull from my Oracles still...and 9 out of 10 I pulled the "well being" card.  I know now that it was fussing me.  I didn't put myself first up there very much.  I wanted my daughter to get the most out of our time.  It became even more important after her friend took his life.   A child should never have to struggle with such loss.  I was so worried about her.  She went into id...

This isn't totally witch-focused... But this is my outlet my way, so here I am. I am a fat Cajun gal who is really good at cooking and eating.  In 10 days, we are traveling to Detroit Lakes, MN for about a month.  There's so much beauty and nature there.  And, at the health I'm in, I won't be able to enjoy it all.  So I've been trying to be a little more active.  I'll be the first to admit this Coronacation has made me very sedentary.  Other than fishing, I haven't done much physical stuff. Yesterday I was going to start watching what I eat.  And, in true fashion, my body went, "EAT ALL THE THINGS!!!"  I had a hysterectomy in December, but I swear I still get moments of PMS.  Add to that The Girl being an AMAZING baker that just happened to make a coconut cream cake last night--diet fail!!! So, I'm at a crossroads.  Do I continue to only try to move more?  Do I ignore the cake and eat healthy?  ....Yeah, that won't happ...

So something I found amusing but terrifying happened to me the other day and I thought I'd share because I'm sure I'm not the only one.... As per one of my recent posts, I attempted smoking an herb the other day out of desperation for pain relief of any sort.  And no, it's not the herb most  of you may think of straight off the bat, so there.  Well, Saturday, I was saging the house, and some of the said herb's residue was still in the thing I use to keep myself from dropping burning embers all over the place while I cleanse.  So the house smelled heavy of many burning herbs.  Yes, the windows were open--the weather was SO nice Saturday that the windows stayed open all day--lovely treat for May in South Louisiana! Anyway, no sooner I get the smoke going all over the place, my phone rings--it's my parents.  They wanted to stop by for a little visit since they were already in the area.  Great, now I smell like smoke, the house smells like I'm trying t...

Strange things I've said/done since starting this journey: ~collecting yarn, even though I can't sew ~transferring herbs to and from my room/kitchen ~Saying good morning to the tree in my yard, the plants my daughter is growing, the spider that I'm terrified of in my mailbox ~Saying aloud, "Damn, that was a sign," hours after something happens ~mentally debating if I should get a jar for the rainwater when it's falling ~changing clothes just to do something witchy and then back again ~arguing with myself about whether there's something in my dream that's important ~taking pics of random grass and weeds to look up if they're important ~going to the store for one thing, and leaving with many many others.  And, when questioned, simply saying, "because witchy." I'm sure there are more...I may add more as I go.  These just popped in my head while reading another's page. Be blessed.

Yesterday was strange. First off, from the moment I woke up, I heard voices (in my head).  Something/someone was saying something....almost muffled yelling...but I couldn't understand it.  I tried meditating.  I tried mindful sitting.  I just couldn't get it. To be fair, I have been asking lately that my guardians come to me in my dreams.  Instead of that happening, I've been having repetitive dreams from when I was younger.  I used to have these 3-5 same dreams all the time.  They're all about people in my past/past relationships.  They're all fictional events.  But now they're back. I can't shake this feeling that something is calling to me.  Something or someone is trying to tell me something, and I don't know how to hear it. ~~~~~ Now, for the "signs" title.  We were taking the boat out yesterday for the first time.  It's an old boat that The Hubby has worked a lot on, and Saturday he got it up and running fin...