I Admit It - I'm A Lapsed Wiccan

I missed the Winter Solstice this year entirely. Having dealt with a deathly sick dog over Thanksgiving, and a plumbing disaster the week after, and a subsequent oil burner SNAFU fast on the heels, as well as a week-long snow/ice/freezing weather system AND the traditional Christmas shopping and preparation for the celebration that my youngest brother relishes, I was utterly and completely absorbed.

And I just forgot.

Sadly, I am a lapsed Wiccan. I have been an on-again, off-again celebrant and student and while I have utterly embraced my spiritual path, I'm not traveling well-prepared.

I was pondering today that perhaps my lax practices have led to the series of mishaps, bad luck and misfortune that I have experienced of late. Unpleasantness with neighbors, illness of family members, financial distress and household calamity all seem to point to a need for me to focus more attention on my practices, prayers, and remember from whence I come.

The Goddess.

So, I'm making a late-Samhain, early New Year's resolution - From now on, I'm going to be a good witch.