Roots: or Why I Don’t Hate September This Year

I know it’s not September, but I was thinking about this post two months back. I’ve reclaimed September, Halloween, and I have a feeling I’m about to put my finger back on Thanksgiving. My ancestors have my back and my family–my kindred–has my present.

The Bad Witch Files

It’s about to be The Bad Witch Files’ second birthday. I was looking back on my ramblings and realized that a whole September has gone by without the typical weirdness. Seems that thing I was hanging on to for four years has found itself unnecessary and gone on to bother some other soul. In less cryptic terms: it seems I have forgiven myself for some imagined wrong that I simply could not shake. I, for one, am better off than I was four years ago.

Nevertheless, in looking back at where I’ve been, I realize that I have a steadfast grasp on where I am. Looking to the past and embracing one’s roots is liberating, validating, and empowering. I highly recommend it. You know how when you are a baby-Pagan, you do those “Shadow-work” exercises where you trace out your personality traits and reactive tendencies in an effort to balance yourself?…

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