To complete your daily divination, use the divination tool you feel most drawn to for the challenge. You can use Tarot, Oracle Cards, Runes, your bones and/or curios, or any other method you feel drawn to. For this challenge, I’ll be using the Faerie Tarot by Nathalie Hertz
As part of my Creating Synthesis Project 2020, I am creating monthly divination challenges. In February, the focus was Relationships (if you missed that challenge, you can find it here). As we move into and towards Spring, here in the Northern Hemisphere, thoughts of gardens, growth, and seeds are on my mind and so the metaphor of Planting Seeds of Growth began.
You may notice a pattern as you move through the challenge. This challenge invites you to plan and prepare your spiritual garden by moving through the elements of Air (thoughts), Fire (actions), and Water (feelings) before moving into Earth where you identify the seeds you are ready to plant.
You certainly could jump right into planting your spiritual garden with whatever seeds of growth you like – but will this be sustainable? Will you TRULY experience transformation if you don’t take the time to plan your garden? Embarking on this journey allows you to identify the thoughts, actions, and feelings you need to address to not only PLANT your seeds but to sustain your growth.
As you move through each element, using daily divination you discover which energy would best serve each of your chakras to prepare your spiritual garden and eventually identify your seeds.
To answer this fully is the work of a lifetime – or more! The incredibly concise answer is that the word chakra translates from Sanskrit to English as “wheel”. They are part of our “subtle energy body”. Each chakra is like a 360° spinning wheel of energy with correspondences to certain aspects of your being. Each chakra – in English – is identified based on the location in the physical body. Depending on tradition and school of thought, the number of chakras can vary. For the purposes of this challenge, the focus is on the seven “main” chakras, or energy centers.
Each week, the focus begins with the first chakra – the Root – which concerns your safety. Next, you move to the second chakra – the Sacral – to discover what your creativity needs. Then, you visit your third chakra – the Solar Plexus – to look at your motivation. Onto your fourth chakra – the Heart – to uncover what needs healed. Moving upwards to your fifth chakra – the Throat – you find your voice and how to communicate. In the center of your forehead, lives the sixth chakra – the Third Eye – here, you look within to discover your vision. Finally, hovering slightly above the top of your head, you visit your seventh chakra – The Crown – to unlock your freedom.
By the end of the month, you’ll have worked through each of your chakras in conjunction with the four elements to plant YOUR seeds of growth!
Starting today, every Saturday on the Creating Synthesis Facebook page look for #SynthesisSaturday. In the space of this weekly thread, I invite you to share an image and/or story of your recent creative pursuits.
Together, let us celebrate the creativity that resides in each of us by sharing our projects with one another.
Words and language fascinate me. I especially LOVE alliteration (repeating letters/sounds at the beginning of closely connected words). So, I knew if I wanted to create a space for sharing creative acts on Saturdays I had to find a word that also started with an “S” AND was relevant to creativity.
Much scouring of internet thesauruses (thesauri?) happened. I quickly learned “s” is not a letter that commonly begins words associated with creativity. I need to get creative about my word usage.
At some point in this journey, I stumbled upon the concept of alchemy and the definition for synthesis:
SYNTHESIS [ sin-thuh-sis ]
noun, plural syn·the·ses [sin–thuh-seez] .
1. the combining of the constituent elements of separate material or abstract entities into a single or unified entity (opposed to analysis,) the separating of any material or abstract entity into its constituent elements.
2. a complex whole formed by combining.https://www.dictionary.com/browse/synthesis
Combining multiple parts into a new whole is a part of what constitutes creation! I had my word! SYNTHESIS SATURDAY was born!
Because creativity is an essential part of being human. It is the energy swirling in our sacral chakra. It is the drive to procreate. It is the desire to merge function and beauty. It is the impulse to make that provides our tools, our innovations, and our technology.
As expressed in my article Creating Synthesis: YOU Are the CREATIVE Magick-Maker of Your Life!, creativity is not limited to arts and crafts. All acts of creation are creative.
For some, our creativity may manifest as art or craft… for some it may be creating space in our homes… spellwork or witchcrafting… the written word… a proposal for change at work or school… ways to implement change in our lives… bringing new life into being… putting together a piece of IKEA furniture… a song… a dance… etc.
is to celebrate and share the diversity in which creativity manifests. Share your creations from a place of celebration… not promotion. What do I mean?
Maybe you have a new blog post or painting or song or handcrafted candles (etc etc etc) that is available for sale… post a comment with or without picture(s) that tells us about the thing you created. When posting, share some details about why, when, who, what, where, or hows of your creation.
You may include links to your work, but resist the urge to post asking for likes/follows or to sell your work. Posts focused on self-promotion rather than sharing (as determined by me) may be deleted.
In the interest of uplifting all acts of creativity, your posts should be focused on what you created not on selling it. However, if someone replies to your creativity asking for details on purchasing or a link to your shop, by all means, reply to them with the details.
It was October… 2015… The name Loki was all around me at festival. As was the sense that Loki was not appreciated by most… that he wasn’t to be trusted… and certainly not sought out.
Thursday night, while hula hooping in ritual circle, my grip seemed to be slipping more than usual resulting in my hoop rolling away. I chased it, beginning my dance again. The second or third time this happened, “Dammit, Loki!” was out of my mouth before I realized I was speaking.
“WHAT?! LOKI?!” A quizzical expression… a shrug… I ran after my hoop… and returned to my dance. That dance turned into an experience with Freyja. I was confused and not confused by my outburst towards Loki.
Festival ended. Months passed. I began experiencing occasional trances with visitations / conversations with various Norse deities. Then, 19 June 2016… Loki showed up. I recognized Loki immediately… Their name filling my mind… pausing, almost asking if I’d listen. I had an opportunity to dismiss Them.
Echoes in my mind. No visuals, just words. They spoke of self-denial, self-acceptance, the divine spark, me carrying a piece of Their energy. Emotionally, I was in a rough place when this conversation began. Struggling with my sexuality, my desire, and my expression of passion.
The advice I received felt comfortable, it felt right. It all made sense. Memories and feelings surfaced moving through me like a video playing in fast forward. I remembered expressing my frustration in middle/high school with feeling like a constant contradiction. Feeling like I never quite fit in with others. Thinking that for a girl… I sure did act like a boy. Reflecting on my ability to solve problems… though often making things more difficult than necessary.
According to Loki, accept Loki… and I accept myself. As the conversation ended… I felt both certain of doing so… and highly doubtful. I may have even argued back a bit, questioning… “But… you are a trickster… how do I trust you?!?!” At the same time, admitting that this was a connection I felt good about.
Fear enveloped me. It took quite some time to realize this fear was rooted in beliefs influenced by Christianity. I hadn’t been raised going to church every Sunday, none-the-less I certainly picked up the dichotomy of good and evil, black and white, right and wrong. Somewhere deep, buried in my subconscious, was the idea that listening to Loki… meant I was listening to THE DEVIL.
While this binary world didn’t seem right, I felt if I didn’t fall in line – maybe, I WAS EVIL, TOO. A belief that stayed with me… subconsciously informing my reluctance to accept my spiritual “father”.
Although, I have been surrounded by people who accepted Loki is the primary deity in my spiritual landscape… I tried to hide from this knowledge. I allowed and created space for Loki to be hailed at our rituals. I researched and read other’s experiences of Them. I completed a ritual or two honoring Them. I interacted with him while not quite accepting him.
Loki, isn’t one to be silenced or be kept as a “dirty little secret”. As I began serving as a Council Member of The Witches’ Realm (a Keeping Her Keys Facebook group), I found myself responding to posts about Loki… sharing that They are my “patron” a term that never quite felt right but managed to get the point across.
Now, three years after They set out to explain the importance of my acceptance… I’m being prodded to share this tale… to share my fears… my experiences. Admitting and accepting the mantle of Follower of Loki, Child of Loki (mayhaps even Priestess of Loki) publicly, still leaves me wondering about my sanity from time to time.
Following Loki… Listening to Loki… in my experience brings the dismantling of beliefs which hold one back. Walking with Loki is a journey towards fulfilling dreams… doing what makes my soul sing. It’s learning to use my voice again… after being silent for so long.
Howdy, y’all wonderful Wyrd~Os. Welcome to my Creating Synthesis Project 2020.
As some of you may know… I’ve decided to do a deep dive into a “depth year” for 2020. A depth year is when you narrow your focus to specific interests and look to go deeper into those interests instead of shallowly seeking a larger quantity of interests. This can also be done with a mind towards conservative spending so you use what you have versus going out and buying more things.
I’m calling this: Creating Synthesis Project 2020
Creating Synthesis is my project for this year. Diving deep into this depth year. Narrowing my focus to that which sings to my soul. Figuring out my magickal life and how I want to live it.
Making the changes I feel called to make while tracking the changes, how I feel, and what it is like to move through this process.
Current changes in place:
~ NO SODA 2020
~ Yoga – EVERY DAMN DAY – as often as possible at the The Shiva Yoga Shala
~ Restaurants are for special occasions not everyday
~ Deleted all phone games besides Pokémon Go
~ Walking to the library daily for the PokéStop
~ Intermittent Fasting – Calorie intake hours are 14:00-22:00
~ Daily Update – Currently via going Live on my Serendipity Wyrd Facebook page.
~ Creating monthly divination challenges
Continuing to better my living space and create sacred work space
Yes, this is super ambitious! Yes, I will likely “fail” at some portion of this throughout the year. THIS IS OK! I’m learning – and that’s what matters to me.
📺 Watch my daily lives for updates into how the changes are coming and how I feel emotionally, physically, and spiritually.
DAY 1 – I discuss the basis of the project.
The end of August brought the crossroads of AND. A liminal space of possibility and potential. I stand in this space and see paths weaving out in limitless directions. Overlapping, creating new crossroads as paths converge and mingle out into eternity – a space where multiple truths can exist at once. AND.
I say this both facetiously and seriously. How did I get here? Where am I going? Which path do I take? I stand stationary in this crossroads while walking down my own path. I’m moving forward AND standing still. How can that be truth? I don’t know. Magic?!
I’ve spent much of my life trying to literally and figuratively take up as little space as possible while simultaneously my physical belongings spilled out all over the place. As if my unwillingness and refusal to take up the spiritual space my soul requires became manifest in the physical world. Spirit whispers, “You are too scared to step into your calling? Here’s a physical representation of what your soul naturally does.” A pile of art supplies falls over.
Through this calendar year, this need to sort out my space, my belongings, and myself has been paramount. I’m getting close to completing the physical work. I’ve actively spent a minimum of 20 years working towards coalescence – integration, joining and merging all the elements of me into a whole that I can understand as one being.
Did I enter this incarnation fragmented? Did early childhood trauma create the schism? For a long time, I searched for these answers thinking that healing a specific event would fix everything. I think differently, now.
I no longer seek the “source” of the shattering – it really doesn’t matter and likely wasn’t one event. What does matter to me now is healing, integration, and stepping into my calling. All year, the pieces have been falling into place as I’ve spun my spells, journaled, moved through Yoga Teacher Training, and delved back into art. All of which, I consider my witchcraft. Much like my mentor, Witchcraft is My Medicine.
The picture of the puzzle of Laura AND Serendipity Wyrd is coming into focus. It is still a little fuzzy, yet, there’s clarity on the horizon.
It’s never been my intention to cause hurt or harm to anyone as I heal. Intentions don’t always matter though and healing is messy work. I’ve hurt and harmed myself and others while figuring all this out. I’m not proud of all of my actions AND I own them as steps on this path of self-discovery.
I extend deep gratitude and appreciation to the people who have listened to my musings, rants, and confusion whether they are still actively involved in my life or not.
I extend deep gratitude and appreciation to my soul, self, and shadow.
I’ve been blessed with wonderful partners, friends, guides, and mentors.
This love letter to myself was inspired by a post in The Black Hound Social Club (the “Pub” of The Witches’ Realm) created by Lisa Jade of Living the Liminal. The post was an invitation to share a selfie… and a love letter to ourselves. The thread popped up after a late night of self-reflection and writing a statement of my life’s purpose. I found this to be such an inspiring activity, I thought it should be saved and shared here.
Dearest Self, my Serendipitous Wyrd~o,
We’ve had a rocky relationship at times. It’s taken me a long while to realize my feelings for you. I was so caught up in who I thought you were supposed to be… that I was blind to who you already are.
Thank you for ripping off the blindfold. Thank you for your bravery and courage to wade through the darkness with me while as I stumbled towards your light!
I love you, today, and forever, for everything you are and have been. You are a thing of beauty, darling.
You have always created space for others to feel comfortable, as evidenced by your dog lying on your butt in this photo. I’m so proud of you for learning to create the space for YOU to be comfortable.
Take my love… and forge the glorious beacon you are becoming for your truth, your authenticity, your brilliance, your creativity, and your beauty!
Sincerely, with love and adoration,
Have you ever written yourself a love letter? How did it feel? Do you find it easy to love yourself? Is it a challenge? Let’s chat in the comments below!
One of my greatest spiritual challenges… has been a physical: Constructing an environment in which to create… to imagine… and to work.
I have memory after memory on Facebook that reminds me, my quest for organization and for crafting a space that’s usable for my artistic and witchy aims has been a challenge for over a decade.
This year… I’ve admitted I am a hoarder of treasures… that my dragon-like tendencies MUST be addressed. For months… I’ve wrestled with the anxiety and the frustration of too much stuff for the space I have. What kinda of stuff have I piled into my vast hoard?
Art supplies… trinkets… and seemingly random items which seemed to need a home.
I felt responsible for the items in my hoard – that I must hold them and maintain them because they might otherwise be lost and unloved. Problem was… I was suffocating spiritually and physically I was creating very real obstacles to my ability to bring my ideas to life.
Without physical space… I couldn’t craft… create… and produce the ideas, the spirits, that were screaming to be born!
So… for months… I’ve been pushing through my discomfort – physical and emotional – to work towards realizing a space which I can manifest all the magick sitting dormant in my soul.
I learned to loosen my grip on all of the things. I purged things. I dragged things to a friend’s house to sort through. I found some freedom in this activity instead of the fear of being without what I needed.
How to arrange the room… what furnishings… how much to keep for which projects continued to challenge me.
Then, recently, I awoke on the couch in the living room one morning (because there was no space to sleep in my own room) with a furniture change that would bring alignment to our familial living space by moving another desk into my room. I honestly thought I was crazy to even try… while the idea would fix the common area of our home it certainly would only create more problems in my room.
That day… with motivation I never expected… I moved the furniture despite my fears of wasted time and effort. I moved the desk into my room where I thought it would physically fit… but obstruct my ability to actually get the room in order.
I have a 10′ x 10′ room – 100 square feet – which needs to serve me in multiple ways:
It was pointed out to me by my fantastic mentor, Cyndi Brannen, that perhaps my priorities were out of whack. Sleep is essential to human functioning and it was last on the list of all the ways I wanted my space to work. Point taken.
I laid claim to a folding cot that the Fam was considering parting with. This would fulfill the requirement for a solo sleeping space without resorting to the couch (even if that occasionally brought epiphanies) AND it wouldn’t take up much space when not in use.
Still there was a small bookshelf and all the witchy supplies to deal with.
Tonight, as I dove back into the space creation project uncertain how I was going to fix it… I realized the small bookshelf would fit on the old desk (picture above).
Finally! All the furniture elements are in place… I can sort through the supplies. I sit, writing this, with the wonderful privilege of nearly having a functional space to create and work in. I’m enjoying discovering the supplies I want to keep… and what else can be released.
It might be a chaotic mess in this moment… yet, the outcome is tangible, believable, and becoming!
I’m so close to the functional multi-faceted sacred space of my dreams! I will push forward and manifest what I need. I’m a witch and my will be done!
I don’t know about you… but I can be incredibly stubborn – especially when it comes to answering the call of Spirit.
For many years… there’s been a nagging voice whispering in my ear… invading my thoughts… encouraging me to step into my power… accept the mantle of Witch… share my experiences and my journeys…
The site… Serendipity Wyrd – my public persona and magickal self – is the answer to that call… the refusal to remain living in fear of the “what ifs”.
I’ve spent my life engaging with emotion… with energy… with inspiration… while simultaneously hiding my gifts and talents… afraid of what others would say… afraid of myself, really.
I am learning to listen to myself… that whisper of the “true self”, the “higher self.” I’m not always fantastic at this skill… I’m much more practiced at living by fear. Yet, everyday, I practice.
I grow, I strengthen my belief in myself, my desire to create my own way, my manifestation of magick.
This is a journey and a practice that will never end… and has never ended. Even when this particular physical form ends… my soul shall continue its work.
I tried to ignore the nudge… but eventually… I couldn’t help but listen.