Wednesday, 24 February 2010

End of the Road

I guess this is a good bye post.

Not just a good bye though but the consideration and explanation that has developed since I actually went....

I am a Libran. I have two distinct sides of everything within my personality. I am mostly one thing but every so often my balance flips and I am something completely different. Sometimes those things are complete opposites and people can find this a little bewildering. Heck, I do to sometimes.

I am scientist. I am rational, logical, analytical etc etc. In being that, I think I had neglected the other side of me for a while, the spiritual, creative side. The logical bit hadn't got me where I wanted to go either, life had not quite worked out the way somehow I thought it should.

Last was, I think a reaction to these facts. That other side of me needed to come out and play. To be top dog and the number one focus. It was long over due and I was pissed off with being logical and blah de blah, where had that gotten me?

So that was what last year was all about, creativity, nature and spirituality. It was a lovely year and I learnt a lot. But something was missing, some spark of excitement, some something. The lists helped carve my life into what I wanted it to be, a more perfect me, with a perfect life. All very worthy and lovely. And it was great....

But I can not stay in that spiritual place, not all the time, my logical side can't live there, so I can't either. Now you might think this means everything spiritual has gone. It hasn't. it is there but back held close. I still see magpies and read their omens but it is just a part of me. My logical side can ignore it, just part of life. All of the little things are just there now, they have been assimilated back into me.

I may find my self rhyming a few words and saying them with intent on occasion. Last year that would have been a spell and something to really think about and pore over. This year it just is.

Last year I wanted to become things other than I was. I wanted to be a witch. I wanted to be a crafts person. I wanted to be so many things.... well read, well traveled, well everything. I am not a witch, I am nothing with a label apart from my name. My spirituality is my own, even if it is not on overt show any more.

And being a Libran I can affect this shift with little more than a blink of an eye. I could feel it coming though, but I had no idea what it was exactly. but I am back to being the person I was before, almost....

It leaves me a little uncomfortable with some aspects of last year. Some of the directions I was going are ones I would shy away from very heavily right now. And i can't but help think this is the way things are supposed to be for me. All the things where I was going to make some commitment, have some real deep starting on this path, just never quite happened....

The witchy friend who visited was not able to spend any real time with me as I became very ill. The shamaness who was going to start tutoring me via email a little, never quite got round to beginning. The group I started to pursue such things and look at doing the Witch Alone book failed, in part due to the actions of a friend who could have supported it but chose instead to detract from it. All these little things, now seem to me to be lifes way of stopping me from traveling a path that is not really mine. And really, it isn't...

It was like a holiday path.... A time away....

Apart from time to bring my spirituality out and play it gave me a few other wonderful gifts. Most notably, writing....

As I have mentioned before, I pay the highly adictive World of Warcraft and I roleplay my character. My new character has developed an entire story and personality of her own. She grows of her own accord, like my stories do. Every so often I reach a part of her story which sings to be written down and I do. I never knew where my writing would take me and that same spirit lives in her, I never know where she is going to end up either.

i love this story side of things. Chance events and interactions with other characters alter her life. A friend choosing not to date someons and persuading her that she should go out with him instead has somehow ended up in her capturing the heart of one of the most notorious womanisers on my server. Not something you could predict. (they are not a womaniser in real life, it is just this one particular character that is)

So writing lives on, I am creative, I am spiritual.... Just not in the same way as last year. This blog is a slightly uncomfortable place for me now. It doesn't fit me well any more, not at all.

I love all the dear people I have met through it and my rejection of this blog, may feel like a rejection of you. It isn't (but it may well look like one *sigh*). I just think that with this side of me, sort of going back in it's box, so many things associated with it have gone with it...

I will try and keep in contact with some of you via email but I have to admit I am pretty bad at keeping in contact....

And some of you may think this a strange way to be, but it is not new to me. I walk through a door and i tend to let it close behind me... New jobs, new homes, new areas of the world to live in. Maybe there is alittle bit of gypsy blood somewhere in my soul.

So I wish you all the very best *hugs*


  1. All the best to you, may you be happy. hugs to you too.

  2. Bless your heart, life is a journey, live it...

  3. Thank you Rose for coming back to say goodbye. I have so enjoyed knowing you - the part of you you chose to share here - I have checked ever day to see if you had returned. I wish you much happyness on what ever road you choose to take. Life is such a changing journey and it's great when you can welcome it with open arms. *hugs* to you and take care.

  4. Rose, thanks for coming back and telling your reasons so well. You sound really good. I hope you don't doubt yourself or feel at all bad for leaving this place, and your witchy journey behind. You are clearly doing the right thing for you, and I wish you all the best.
    I too am pretty terrible at keeping in touch, and realize I have let my blogger friendships slide somewhat as I have moved on to new projects - I too am good at letting doors close behind me. I think you have to be, in order to move on to something new.
    Sentimental Me would have liked to take all the good stuff with me into the new phase, but it just isn't quite allowed. And I think you understand that.
    It seems beautifully poetic that your journey naturally filled the year, and the new year has moved you on to something different (yet it sounds like a return to form, more whole and inclusive).
    I don't want to say too much here, as it would probably be inappropriate. Just wanted you to know that you've been on my mind, and thanks for the lovely memories.
    All the best.

  5. If you find yourself wanting to write in a different vein - share some of the fiction - express the new side of yourself - you can always start over. But give us some notice by doing a quick blog here about where you are going. If not - well, I've enjoyed getting to know you - or the parts of you that were expressed here. Great good fortune be yours!

  6. A liar is not believed when he speaks the truth. .........................................

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  8. passando para te desejar uma ótima semana,
    abçs e sucesso!!!