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Two years.

I shouldn’t be surprised. If it’s not a decent television series or one of my favorite comedians, I’m not really known for my staying power. I just seem to choose things to do and then forget about them, like a particularly wishy-washy goldfish. I can’t even remember the last time I finished a project – any project.

  • I’ve got four blogs. Well, had.
  • I wanted to learn how to draw in thirty days. I can’t even count how many days its been since I picked up a pencil.
  • I wanted to lose weight through yoga this year. I lasted two weeks into January, with a scattering of days here and there.
  • I wanted to play the ukelele, for music and Hawaii reasons. ‘Nuff said.

Most of all, I wanted to be a blog mom, one of those perky pastel kitchen queens with big smiles and perfect food photography (Seriously, how can they make oatmeal look so luscious?). Not to imply that all successful bloggers fit that cookie-cutter description, but here in the Philippines, they certainly seem to be the most popular ones. They deserve it too: they put in the time, the patience, the wordage.

They did that. I didn’t.

But I want to now. As someone who’s reaching her third decade on this lovely Earth, I should have something to leave behind, a mark that I made, a legacy I can be remember for. Even if it’s just a teensy corner of the interwebs.

I should stop procrastinating and just do.

So I am. The new moon was yesterday, and now as the big beautiful silver ball starts to show her face again, so should I start to write and learn and blog along with her.

I rejoined The Magical Circle School, a free online school that aims to help the solitary witch in her quest to find the magic, wherever that may be. I’m doing the Entrance Exam at the moment, and it’s slow-going, but I know it’s going to be worth it. The school has had some negative press, but so far I’ve neither seen or experienced anything that would make me nope out of studying. I’m just really looking forward to a community to learn with. I’ve always liked study groups. Once I’ve been in the school for a few months, I’ll do a proper review on it and share my experience.

Aside from that, I should look into finding other bloggers with like minds. If one should happens to drop by, don’t be afraid to say hello!

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‘1. What’s your witchy background?

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At some point, anyone who dabbles in religious philosophy will encounter a question like this. Nowadays, it’s not enough to say Christian, Muslim or pagan- it has to be Greek Orthodox Christian, Shi’i Muslim or Dianic Wiccan. It feels like the deconstruction of a religion, breaking it down to its many different parts. It gets all too confusing for me.

To tell the truth, I’m not a religious or even an overly spiritual person. I come from a family of Christmas-and-Easter churchgoers who have evolved, over time, into Sunday mass regulars with very social church groups. I go to a local Charismatic group with them sometimes, and I enjoy the teachings and sing-alongs. My own personal faith is very bland though. I’m naturally a morose and morbid person and I just like taking things one day at a time. I don’t lend myself to deep metaphysical or philosophical thinking very often because it might send me down a very unpleasant spiral. Then there’s no way back up except through a box of donuts.

When people ask me my religion (off the cuff, as they do around here), I just answer with an automatic ‘Catholic’. 90% of Filipinos are Catholic, the rest are either Muslim or  a miscellaneous mish-mash. By how alone I feel, probably only 0.01% of the Philippine population are practicing witches or neo-pagans. Yep, on those days when I’m feeling existential, I feel very alone indeed.

So what do I believe?

A is for AnimismThe umbrella definition of ‘animism’ is that it is a belief that everything has a spirit. Going by that term , I would possibly classify myself as a part-time or agnostic animist. Yes, I believe in nature spirits and house spirits, but I don’t think the rock at the bottom of the garden or the sofa have spirits. For me, it simply means the Earth is alive. It might not be sentient in a way we understand it, but I believe that She is. I honor the Earth in my own small way. I may not be overly strict with my recyclables, but I’m making an effort. I make a point not to litter, and I have my work cut out making sure the rest of my family doesn’t litter as well. I used to tithe when I was working, but now that I’m a Stay-at-Home Mom (SAHM), I was thinking of putting together a care package for an orphanage, as well as donate to wildlife conservation. The world goes round, and I say every little bit helps.

1 question down, 44 more to go 🙂

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