Author: WhiteWitch
•11:54
I just went for a walk even though I didn't have the time to do so. I made time. I needed to go out in nature, in the sun and be among trees and flowers. It's as though my soul feels weary from all the noise of the city, and all the mechanical sounds and items that make up our lives. Even as I was walking I could hear cars and noise. When I finally got to a particularly quiet street it was as though my entire being sighed with relief. I looked around me and took in all the beauty of fall.

I picked some dandelion leaves that I will chop up and strew onto the soup I will have today. I wonder how that will work. When I got home I made myself some mugwort tea that I'm drinking now. I love mugwort. It feels like such a magical and wise herb, full of silver dreams.

I've been thinking about what kind of person I'd like to be. If I know who I want to be then I can remember that and work towards it with the practices I've learned through gnosis..

I'd like to be at peace, without all the worries about the future that is constantly bothering me. I'd like to be free, and gentle and good, and not worry about what people think of me. I'd like to feel beauty and magical all around me, and take time to nurture these things and myself.

I'll start with that. Today I want to rid myself of the worries that plague me and find some peace.
Author: WhiteWitch
•22:29
I feel you. Closer. Cool. Glittering. Like a beautiful winter's night, with a velvet sky and pristine white snow. An angel. Holding me. Comforting me. Giving me strength and courage to face the world. Beautiful and magical. Loving. I'd be nothing without you. Your mercy makes me want to do good.



Author: WhiteWitch
•22:48




I want everything I do, every movement and deed to be a prayer, a way to be with the divine.
Author: WhiteWitch
•23:10
I've been wanting to write more, about me, about what I'm going through. Somehow it's very hard to actually put things into words. I think I still feel very confused. There's just so much going on inside me, and at the same time I feel empty. Several times I've been wanting to open up to people, to friends that share things with me. But I'm never able to go all the way. There are some things that are so painful for me. Things from the past, as well yearnings and fears of the present.

I want to express myself. I wish I was able to be me with all my heart. In social situations I usually feel faint, timid and blank with no knowledge of who I am. I want to get to know me. I want to find my identity. I want to follow my heart. I suppose losing my family has made me feel lost. Stranded.

I want to feel safe to follow my heart. I want to wear flowing skirts and create magic all around me.