Cajun Witch

I have been feeling lately that my shadow work is not done.  I thought it done for a long time.  However, I've always had a feeling in the back of me that there was more.  I've felt for a while I have a past trauma, either from my childhood or my past lives, blocking me from progressing.  So, it is time to do more research and dive deeper. I'll admit I'm a bit scared.  The last workings took a lot out of me (the joys of shadow work + chronic illnesses).  But I know I need this.  It's needed not only to progress, but also to heal and grow.   Any tips?  A trip into shadow work is hard as heck, but I want to do it this time (last time it literally fell onto me like a house--pun intended).  Blessed Be.  

I haven't posted anything on social media about what's going on in the world around us.  Some people see that as not caring or hating on things.  Trust me, it isn't. Every moment I feel the pain around me.  I feel it all.  I'm an Empath.  It's draining.  I find myself crying when I'm not knowing why.  It all hurts.  It all effects me.   I can't and won't state my feelings online.  All I can say is, while so many other witches are hexing tonight, I will not.  I will, if anything, use any strength I do have for healing.  That's my gift.  That's my job.   So that is what you'll get from me.  If you think this makes me a bad person or biased or racist or whatever, that's your choice.   This is my choice. I choose healing.  I choose love.  I choose life.  

I think that title diminishes how big of a shift I had yesterday. First off, we woke up bright and early and went fishing in the Gulf.  I was exhausted because we moved The Girl out of her dorm Friday.  However, I knew the water and wind would help me.  And boy, did it!  I enjoyed every wave.  Each splash in my face awakened me.  The wind swirling around me cleansed me.  I felt so much peace. Then, the horror of my evening.  I thought The Boy's dog peed on my floor.  For the record, that's how she retaliates.  And for two days in a row we weren't home to let her be free in the house.  My anxiety broke when I requested The Hubby's help and he didn't come straight away.  Then, when I tried to apologize, he made it worse.  He got short with me, threw down some things to get them out the way of the mess, and made a mess of my altar area.  I felt like I was the one thrown on the wall.  I broke.  I curled up i...

Let's take a moment off the topic of witchery... Instead, I want to tell you something more personal about my life.  I have a sister....technically a 1/2 sister, but I didn't know that 'til we were adults.  Anyway, she's about 6 1/2 years older than me.  She didn't like me growing up.  I was the annoying little bother.  Once she was an adult and moved out, we became closer, but never really close.  I always wanted to be close.  But as the years have passed, she just never reciprocated.  I was always one call away--but the call was always when she needed something. I could go into more detail, but I'm working on release all the hurt, so I just won't.  In November, she and her family moved 5 hours away.  It made sense for them--her son is in college there and her daughter went to my daughter's school (she dropped this semester).  I try to stay in contact with my niece and nephew, but they respond about as much as she does. ...