Tomorrow is Lughnassadh. I can’t believe that it’s here already – the first harvest.
And I have to ask – what have I harvested lately? Sometimes I feel as if my spirituality falls by the wayside in the midst of day-to-day life. I mean, I work full-time, work on novel-writing on a daily basis, and have other hobbies, as well: counted cross stitch, miniatures (I’m remodeling a doll house, and have others to assemble and do from scratch – as soon as I create enough room in my craft room to work on them), terrariums, houseplants in general, scrapbooking (well, as soon as I create enough room to spread all of that out, as well – right now I’m better at collecting stuff for scrapbooking than I am at actually making them, although I have several planned: one for my poetry, one for poems that I like that were written by other people, a Scrapbook of Shadows, etc).
So, yeah – my life is crazy at times, but it took an email from a friend of mine (Stevie Miller) to pin it down for me.
I had invited her to get together for a write in, and she agreed because, since we would be writing it wouldn’t violate her new rule. I had apparently missed her Facebook post so she emailed it to me:
“I’ve come to a realization that my life is getting too crazy lately. I’m so over-committed that I don’t have time to do the most important things in my life, namely making art and spending time on my spirituality.
This came to my attention first when I read an awesome article called “Creative People Say No” (I sent her that article.) I read this fantastic piece, and then I decided ok, I’m declaring an “art weekend” for myself the first weekend I have available, and I will not allow anything else to intrude on it. Then I saw that the first weekend I had available was a month away. And I still ended up committing myself to something for the Friday of that weekend, despite my best intentions.
It came to my attention again this weekend when I kept trying to pray right before falling asleep in bed (the only free time I had) and I kept falling asleep in the middle of my prayers.
It came to my attention again today when I wanted to spend some time with my sister and I realized the earliest free date I could offer her was September 20th. And it’s only July now!
Clearly declaring one “art weekend” is not going to cut it when art is my chosen way of life. And clearly saying a few hurried prayers right before I pass out at night is not going to be spiritually fulfilling for me.”
Her post went on to say that she was declaring a moratorium on new commitments until October.
And her post made me think. I’m good at guarding my writing time, and my alone time. But I’m not so good at guarding my spiritual space.
I do think about my path on a daily basis, but actual practice? That is often confined to Pagan music in my CD player in my car and prayers said while driving. And I hate that. I hate the idea that I am multi-tasking my religion. It’s not right.
So, instead of cutting something out of my life, I’m adding something in – namely, this blog. I had started it ages ago but never kept it up, and that is changing today.
I will be making weekly posts (Wytchy Wednesdays) to talk about… well, stuff. Whatever has wandered through my head during the week, or progress on daily goals for making my spiritual path as important as my creative ones – including decluttering my way to my altar, and daily morning prayers that occur before I get breakfast and get online or into a novel.
I’d love to hear from my fellow Pagans about their daily practices. What do you do? How well do you do at keeping them up? How and when do you find time?
And I don’t mean just the little things, like dedicating a task to a specific deity, or meditating while, say, repotting plants (guess what else is on my agenda for today?) but setting aside time on a daily basis, whether to light incense and a candle, pray, meditate… I’m open to suggestions and ideas.
Meanwhile, be blessed, and blessed be.