I started the #30daysmagicalroots challenge to get back to basic Magick and build up a practice which incorporated my heathenness.
To some extent, with the challenge itself, that was successful.
When it came to some of the specific challnges, plants and stones, spellwriting…it felt forced for my purpose.
My daily practice started to slip away as the summer break wound down. Daily libations began to feel rote and routine which made them lose their meaning.
My libations aren’t what are connecting me to the gods. My thoughts and actions done with meaningful integrity in my daily life. Who I am to my children is the best honor I can give to Frigg. Who I am to my husband is another honor to Frigg. How I interact with those around me: am I hospitable and generous? Do I take a stand and follow what I believe in?
I realized something while I was spending a quiet, tech-free weekend at a lake house with family: my crocheting has increased exponentially since I started again…and it’s been 4+ years. I could almost make a straight edge rectangle years ago. Now, I can make intricate designs without following a pattern.
This crocheting, this wool work, is a libation to Frigg. Every time I look at the sky and see wispy clouds and am reminded of her weaving is a libation to her.
Every time there is a storm, and I recognize Thor at it’s center is a libation to him.
Every night at beg time when I share and Asgard story with my daughter is a gift to them.
This week, I will be bringing a large crow feather, which I found on campus many years ago, into my classroom and inviting Odin to join me as I return to my instructional position.
Intentions of this challenge have been met. Keep on going with my practice and my gnosis. It may not always be a clean fit, but if done with integrity, it will be done right for myself and for my honoring of the gods.