Well…here we are. The last Full Moon of 2020!
On this December’s Winter Full Moon….I reflect. What a year! It started out well…really, it did. I made no New Year’s Resolutions, been there, done that, for 2020. Didn’t even looked or used the calendars.
Something. Something was in the air that stirred me to write in a 800-page Colossal notebook that turn out to be the most consistent habit during this year of Covid-19. Little did I know that my first entry on January 1st. 2020 was just my little mundane day events of work…life…boring shit, ya know!
Then….March 16th 2020. The last day I worked. What was to be two week stay at home became as of this Full Moon….Nine months, 13 days…and counting. For it is now….a surge, upon a surge, upon a surge.
The Dark Winter is Here.
And, that brings me, today’s blog entry!
I am a creature of habit. An introvert. I LOVE my “Alone Time”, I could be alone and never be bored or lonely….an Aquarian. A Generation X’er. Need I say more? You be right! To come to the conclusion that I have been Surviving COVID-19 lockdowns/shutdowns/ stay-at-home mandates voluntarily or not…..just fine.
Years ago I read an article about Corona viruses. They been around since the 30’s. Seven so far, I believe, with COVID-19 being the worst strain. Who knew it would be the one to reach our shores and kill over 330,000 Americans to date that were ALIVE this time last year. And, it is not over. I never thought it wasn’t serious from the start. I wear the Mask without thinking about. I stayed home to save lives. Happily. I stay more than six feet apart. Wash hands repeatedly and due to my makeup artistry must do….I don’t touch my face or eyes….due to it! Full face, pandemic or no pandemic, as it was my livelihood. And will continue to with or without vaccination until we can live with it or eradicate it. With a cure.
Until then….I will take the lessons I learned, oh, wait! I should mention…this is not my first “Stay at Home”. I now believe it prepared me for this.
Long story-short…..
I ended a twenty-eight year career. A life. I literally just walked out one Saturday, got up, fed up, telling myself….”I don’t need to be here” with that I stood up, collected my things, said nothing….walked out the door, and never looked back. 28 years of a life that wasn’t really mine. Others molded me and I went with it. It was never me.
Never have I done anything like that! Sure, in the days following, I did wonder….what did I just do?!!! Went through all the stages of grief. I had no safety net, no savings, no job, nothing to fall back unto. Nothing! Well, after I cleaned the whole house, twice, cried. And cried some more….it was January. 2019. I sat down one 3:30 a.m. morning, alone, in the quiet, before the world was awake…..At my, what I call, “Writing Altar” my “Sanctumn Scriptorium” , my sacred place…..I turned to my left and notice a book I bought in 2013.
Let me just say….that book? Saved me. It was, IS, a book that I have been waiting for this time of my life. Is all about Retreating. Sanctuary. Sequestering oneself to find yourself. Again. And, it involves….MAGICK!
And, so….I sequestered myself from Mid-January 2019, at my humble home where I woke up every morning to that book and read, wrote, study, but most importantly, found PEACE. For nine months. Just like these past Covid-19 months!
On, September 19, 2019, LIFE….interrupted my “Magickal Retreat”. I wished another year of it….no. Lie.
For me, these 10 months of this pandemic of 2020, was no picnic but due to my 1st “self-sequestered” at home experience I was able to survive it. Healthy and Alive.
Best part….I have that Colossal Notebook of 800 pages that I titled “The Coronavirus Diaries“ to look back to. And, also….my journals of those 9months in 2019 when little did I know that “Magickal Retreat” was to help me get through 2020.
Moral to this blog entry……be careful what you wish for.
As for me….2021 will be more homesteading, more nesting, more purging, and more Magick! I’m going to continue with this blog, and those 800 page notebooks merging 2019 and 2020 experience and perhaps make something out of it…..maybe, just maybe…..it will find itself in my “The Gotham Witch Society “ stories.
Until the Next Full Moon! 2021.
The Gotham Witch Society 