Ancestral Ties

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I am on a new quest to connect with my roots and my ancestors and be a true child of the earth, whatever that ends up meaning. I have moved beyond needing to have a sky daddy of some sort. I don't believe in any creator deity. But, I still yearn for a connection to the planet I am a part of and the universe I am inside of. I have decided that the best way for me to do that is to learn how to get back to basics, in a sense. Because the true meaning of the quest is equal parts connection and learning how to block out negative energy. I am tired of being bombarded with it, constantly. 

What this looks like is, unplugging from social media for a large part, reading and listening to ancient lore and practices of ancient healers and of those who were considered witches. Learning about this from Germanic, Nordic and Scottish history as these are the bulk of my ancestry. I am not going to be worshipping anything or offering gifts to faeries or anything. But, I do want to learn about these things. 

I was thinking about why these lores exist and how scary it would have been to live back then in one of these rural areas. They were so "at the mercy" of mother nature. There was so much that could kill you, back then compared to today and they didn't have any explanation aside from bad fortune or evil or punishment. It's no wonder they came up with these stories to help them understand the wild world they lived in. 

I am interested in certain aspects of witchcraft. Those that have to do with creating safe spaces, being connected to the moon and the planets and being a steward of the planet. Growing things and using nature's medicines for spiritual and physical ailments, where it makes sense. Teas and potpourris and herbs and flowers. 

I don't know what this "practice" will end up looking like. It will be whatever it is supposed to become, I suppose. It is a tribute to my ancestors and a way to grow as a person. 

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