I'm sort of unpacked (it is a rental until May after all, then we hope to move into a house we BUY). I'm mostly settled into my new job. I'm delighted to be living in the same freaking state and house as my long-term love interest.
Now, Hallowe'en/Samhain is fast upon me....and I've got nuthin'.
I've battled through the homesickness of family and friends back in Chicago by way of FaceTime and care packages.
But what to do without any of my pointy-hatted community of Brothers and Sisters of the Art? I miss them like crazy. And at this time of year, they're missing my annual tradition of bringing a Cauldron full of jello-shots to the Samhain feast!
So what's a lone-witch in a new town to do?
Why....go back to school, of course!
A goodly dose of humility and an opportunity to see how a western Wicca 101 looks from this new scene is in order.
Had attended a lovely, well-comprised lecture about "Magick and Spellcasting" today, as directed and hosted by a practitioner who appears to have actually had some training. She knew her stuff and was an excellent speaker.
I learned a lot. I reinforced a lot. I was grateful as heck to have a few knowing smiles thrown my way since it would seem that teacher figured out I was a ringer auditing the class.
I had to smile throughout because this particular class was one of my favorites to teach and it was illuminating and delightful for me to view it from the student's chair all over again. In any case, I walked out after thanking her for the lesson-within-the-lesson and was greeted by a warm autumnal day with a sunny, resplendent, Colorado bluebird sky.
One way to meet new friends is to go back to trying on the newbie hat for the day.
