It's been a year since I started a self-therapy journey after a bad experience with a therapist, the lack of another in town to take their place, and the struggle to find a therapist in my insurance list within 75 miles of my house. I knew, however, that I needed something to help me get… Continue reading Healing, forward…
Protected: Decisions…
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Reaching into Darkness
As the season continues shifting into the darker part of the year, I find myself thinking more and more about where I'm heading. I announced on Wednesday that I was closing the dyeing portion of my shop and that is still weighing heavy on my heart. Even though I know that it's the best choice… Continue reading Reaching into Darkness
Letting go…
Sometimes you have a wondrous dream and you begin building it the best that you can. That’s precisely what I was doing several years ago when I created The Raven’s Cauldron. I had several other paths growing at the same time and was able to juggle them all. A lot has happened since 2014, though, and it’s time to recognize when things need to be let go.
You see, I was trying to keep all the facets of my life separated into tiny boxes – yarn, herbs, witchy stuff, healing stuff – and it became more burdensome to keep them all going at the same time. After a while, especially after the stress of the last presidential administration and the chaos of 2020, it became too much.
I’m closing the Etsy shop as well as this page in order to focus more on which direction my life is heading now…
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A bit of rambling…
Bounding down the concrete stairs in high heels, wearing coordinated tops and accessories, flitting from one place to the next, not thinking about tomorrow. Fewer high heels but still coordinated, kids are coordinated, too. Still flitting, but a little slower to accommodate the smaller wings at her side. Long dresses, New Age music, challenging the… Continue reading A bit of rambling…
My desk…
The messy, but wonderful surface of my desk. I used to go to the thrift shop quite a bit in the hopes that I'd find some sort of treasure. I've found a few over the years and have loved them all. This time I found a desk that needed to come home with me. She… Continue reading My desk…
Postponed…
We knew that it was a strong possibility, but still held onto the hope that the virus would be under control by now. Instead, the numbers of new cases are rising each day and it's becoming more and more dangerous to leave the house. The states between Ohio and Colorado also have "shelter in place"… Continue reading Postponed…
Deep breaths…
Ofelia is so cute. It's funny how I can think of so many things to write about and when I finally sit in front of this page it all flies out of my head. I can give some updates, though. Therapy has been postponed. This particular therapist wasn't helping me. I wasn't trying to end… Continue reading Deep breaths…
Respite…
I headed out of Sandusky twice. The first time, I was stuck at the bus station in Cleveland for several hours longer than necessary because a headlamp was out on the bus we were supposed to be on. I ended up having Anthony drive an hour to come get me and take me home. I… Continue reading Respite…
One more step forward…
Eclipse, August 2017ce It's been a long while, hasn't it? I've missed writing to you, even though I don't know most of you. Hello to KT, who I see reads my posts every once in a while, I'm holding you & your mom in my heart. Hello to E, who I miss, though we only… Continue reading One more step forward…
Morrigan's Nest 