Love this thread! :tup: Reading it makes me quite happy, because it's easy to feel alone when you're in a funk.
I'm kind of like @KwanYingirl in that I'm sort a hippy deep down in my soul. I don't wear the tie-dies anymore, and had to cut my hair to fit with the dress code at work, but it's still been totally there. I gave it all up and became a nihilist for a decade following my bipolar diagnosis, but recently I dove back into full-blown witchery with both feet and the feeling is amazing. It's not perfect exactly (and what is), but it's certainly fun. A lot of what drove me to give it another shot was earlier threads like this one, that spoke of spiritual approaches to life. I started praying to Sweet Kali-Ma again, making offerings to my totem animal, Snake (who is also Damballa), and practically my entire apartment is an altar to Erzulie and La Sirene. I'm quite eclectic in my faith, as many solitaries are. But they came to me in my youth, and when I looked again, they were still there waiting for me.
I've been burning incense (Nag Champa and others) at times, which smells quite nice and was recently found to have some properties that helped combat depression. I broke out my tarot cards and have done some readings, which have been insightful. I'm not sure that the cards are really a mystic oracle, or if they just help you to look at your situation from a different perspective; but once again, it's fun. I've set up my old altar again, it took some digging but I found all my pieces and components and cleared a space for them.
And then there's Westly. Westly Civilized is something of a fetish-box that I built in college long ago. He's representative of the hunger of Capitalism and Western Civilization in general, in that it's greed can never be sated. The more resources it consumes in the search for profit, the more it's desire for money increases. Told you I was a hippy.. :hilarious: This greed is very much like the Wendigo (a cannibal spirit of Algonquin myth), in that the more it eats, the hungrier it gets. (And incidentally is what the name Go Hungry is a reference too)..
But the thing about Westley is that he's very good at grounding. When I'm really hurting and my mind is consumed with anger and fear and negativity, I pick him up and hold him to my chest and stroke his head like a baby. And somehow, he eats my pain. I feel a noticeable change in my attitude and grow much calmer. I'll see if I can get a picture of him uploaded sometime. :)
I've also been looking into different crystal and herbal correspondences, and someday when I have some money I plan on raiding the local spirituality shops for those things. Until then I just bask in the great outdoors and work my spells in silence.
I will go on the record though, in agreeing with Lionheart. Spirituality has made me feel much better and life and my place in it. I think it's a wonderful pursuit and I'm enjoying it immensely. But for goodness sake I'm still planning on going to therapy and keep taking my meds. Science has great strength to deal with illness. I'd be a fool to try and deny it.
I'm kind of like @KwanYingirl in that I'm sort a hippy deep down in my soul. I don't wear the tie-dies anymore, and had to cut my hair to fit with the dress code at work, but it's still been totally there. I gave it all up and became a nihilist for a decade following my bipolar diagnosis, but recently I dove back into full-blown witchery with both feet and the feeling is amazing. It's not perfect exactly (and what is), but it's certainly fun. A lot of what drove me to give it another shot was earlier threads like this one, that spoke of spiritual approaches to life. I started praying to Sweet Kali-Ma again, making offerings to my totem animal, Snake (who is also Damballa), and practically my entire apartment is an altar to Erzulie and La Sirene. I'm quite eclectic in my faith, as many solitaries are. But they came to me in my youth, and when I looked again, they were still there waiting for me.
I've been burning incense (Nag Champa and others) at times, which smells quite nice and was recently found to have some properties that helped combat depression. I broke out my tarot cards and have done some readings, which have been insightful. I'm not sure that the cards are really a mystic oracle, or if they just help you to look at your situation from a different perspective; but once again, it's fun. I've set up my old altar again, it took some digging but I found all my pieces and components and cleared a space for them.
And then there's Westly. Westly Civilized is something of a fetish-box that I built in college long ago. He's representative of the hunger of Capitalism and Western Civilization in general, in that it's greed can never be sated. The more resources it consumes in the search for profit, the more it's desire for money increases. Told you I was a hippy.. :hilarious: This greed is very much like the Wendigo (a cannibal spirit of Algonquin myth), in that the more it eats, the hungrier it gets. (And incidentally is what the name Go Hungry is a reference too)..
But the thing about Westley is that he's very good at grounding. When I'm really hurting and my mind is consumed with anger and fear and negativity, I pick him up and hold him to my chest and stroke his head like a baby. And somehow, he eats my pain. I feel a noticeable change in my attitude and grow much calmer. I'll see if I can get a picture of him uploaded sometime. :)
I've also been looking into different crystal and herbal correspondences, and someday when I have some money I plan on raiding the local spirituality shops for those things. Until then I just bask in the great outdoors and work my spells in silence.
I will go on the record though, in agreeing with Lionheart. Spirituality has made me feel much better and life and my place in it. I think it's a wonderful pursuit and I'm enjoying it immensely. But for goodness sake I'm still planning on going to therapy and keep taking my meds. Science has great strength to deal with illness. I'd be a fool to try and deny it.