When I wrote this, I hadn’t realized today was the new moon. After reading it with that in mind, I realized it was a reawakening of sorts. Never underestimate the power of the moon.
Enough of a break. And no more declarative announcements about leaving Paganism/Wicca, taking breaks, or anything like that. If I need a break, I’ll simply take it. I’ve exhausted you & myself with that kind of stuff. I value you guys so much, and I need to remember that on a daily basis!
Yesterday was one of those internal, soul-searching days for me. Those are somewhat dangerous for me, as they can morph into a depressive state. There was a bit of that, but mostly I was just thinking about the person I’ve become.
I’ve often said that I’m mostly hippie and slightly goth. True enough, but the hippie is definitely overshadowing the goth. It started when I was pondering the fact that I’m still using store-bought liquid hand soap, which has about 20 ingredients I can’t even pronounce. I’ve decided to cut down on that, hoping to phase it out. Bar soap is healthier, and less drying. I found myself on Amazon, looking up soap holders, thinking these are what I will get.
While I was thinking about that, I was thinking about my deodorant situation. I’ve mostly settled into a patchouli & almond oil blend, similar to what I use as a facial moisturizer, but with a bit more patchouli. I do defer to Degree deodorant if we will be somewhere crowded, where people might be sensitive to patchouli. I’ve noticed that on days when I use the homemade blend, even if I sweat, I don’t stink. I think I’ve detoxed my underarms. Because I’ve gotten some oil stains on a couple of shirts, I am going to cut down on the amount I use, and see how that goes.
Patchouli is my default scent. We are a patchouli family couple, and even my wife loves it now. That’s good, because when I take a load of towels out of the dryer, there is always a faint patchouli scent. Patchouli is an acquired scent, but it took me about 3 seconds to acquire it!
We used to lead a more lavish lifestyle. Not a Donald Trump lavish, but a middle class lavish. With the onset of hippie-witchdom, that all went away. Gone are the days of full closets of clothes, buying unnecessary trinkets, overspending on gifts, or new cars every few years. It took a while to get away from the “I want, want, want” lifestyle, but we’ve managed to do it.
One of the hardest things to overcome was jealousy over some of the things other people have. Coming from a “keeping up with the Joneses” lifestyle to a self-imposed simple lifestyle is a process. Part of the process is realizing it involves sacrifices. There is a shift in what makes you happy. Sure, the purchase of a new (fill in the blank) might make you happy for a bit, but we still have lots of stuff sitting in curio cabinets that brought us joy for a bit, but are now largely ignored. Not going out all the time was difficult at first, but spending quality time at home ends up being better.
If I could impart one piece of wisdom on those just starting out on their own it would be this: before you purchase something, ask yourself if that item will bring you happiness, and if so, for how long? If we had all the money we spent on things that brought us only momentary happiness, we’d have a lot more financial security, which would definitely make up happier! Find your base-line joy level, and stick close to it.
It’s hard to not want a lot of things if you spend much time online. My Instagram, Twitter, and Facebook feeds are full of sparkly Pagan goodies that are tempting. Witchcraft can be practiced with no tools, or items at all, but you sure couldn’t tell that by the number of people and companies peddling stones, tools, crystals, oils, herbs, tarot readings, astrology readings, and on and on. I’m not saying to never buy anything. I have plenty of that stuff! And I’m happy people are able to make a living selling it. But it’s so easy to fall into a trap of constantly wanting more stuff. Sometimes to one’s financial detriment.
This has morphed, or perhaps was in the first place, a hippie stream of consciousness. I love how Paganism, Wicca, and witchcraft was able to rekindle my inner hippie. I am happy to have broken free from a total consumerism lifestyle.
I’ve subjected you to enough! Thanks for reading my ramblings, and I hope this finds you healthy and happy.
Peace, and Blessed Be!