Sometimes appreciating and communing with nature means accepting the limitations of where you live.
I used to feel bad when I read so much about meditating outside, sitting in stillness with your eyes closed. I thought these writers had to be much better pagans and witches than me to accept the consequences of that in order to be close to nature.
Then I was lucky enough to visit the UK a few years ago and I realized there's just not the same kind of bugs there. These people weren't somehow ignoring swarms of mosquitos to meditate. They weren't better pagans than me; they lived in a different place.
Since then, I've tried to adjust advice to fit my home. I do nature walk meditations instead of sitting by water and I accept that I can't be out for hours when the temperatures get into the high 90s in July. Once I started working within the limits of Florida, I felt a lot more at home in it.
Now I understand that loving nature doesn't have to look the same in every place and that's okay. You're not a bad witch or pagan because you have to adjust your practice to your home.
do you exercise? What kind?
I walk every morning around the neighborhood and do yoga on the weekends. i need to do more, i know. it's so hard to get the motivation when its so cold outside!
Lovlies, it is well worth the commitment.
Skinny is your right.
Why not accept it?
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Strangers will look at you differently.
With love, awe, envy.
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Dont tell me you don't want that?
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You're too delecate to suffer.
So you'll be pampered, cottled, taken care of.
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Is that not something you crave?
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You look exquisite...under all those layers...
Why not shed a few?
Why conceal your beauty with bloat?
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Silly silly, you forget you could be Divine.
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Why not strive for the success?
Thinness is your medallion.
Hunger, your reward.
Smaller numbers mean you've won.
What's keeping you from achieving?
Yourself?
Honey.... you're better than that.
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No one said skinny was always easy. But saying it's impossible is a disgusting lie. 🤍
❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・❀
Didnt lose as much as i hoped from being sick. i need some motivation, i guess.
walk barefoot on stones in shallow streams.
talk to the wind and let it carry away your regrets.
forage for wildflowers to place on your altar, press in thrifted books, or give to loved ones —be careful when identifying
watch sunrises and sunsets. wake up before the sun. bare witness to the painted sky.
spend hours in the woods among the wild. take long long walks or sit still and watch the world.
talk to plants and listen to them. make friends.
get field guides to trees, plants, birds, etc. that are native to your area. learn which are which. bookmark pages that you recognize or want to find.
sing back to the robins. caw back to the crows.
journal by firelight and feel the flame burn your worries away.
gather snow and bring a bowl inside. talk to it and tell it your worries. your fears. let it melt, transmuting your stress and worries into healing nourishment. bring it outside and water the soil. see how things can be changed.
dance. run. move your body to sweat, if this is something you can do
collect stones from the river and try to find the best ones. keep them in your pocket. hold onto them to remember that you’re an animal.
go to a lake and float. feel the water carry you. lifting you from your stress. bring a vial and collect some for spellwork.
make a necklace out of an acorn and thread.
stand in the rain. dance in it. lay down in the grass and let it pour. let it wash fears away, transform doubt to hope. start anew.
𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘
(wild winter witchcraft here)
I want collar bones like this.