The First FriYay of Our New Book!!!
Good Evening Lovies. It is officially the weekend, although I am pretty sure to some, it has been a "weekend" since we tossed 2024 out the backdoor and shuffled 2025 in the front door!!! How are you all doing? Have your livers recovered??
Before I continue on, for those of you still travelling, or about to embark on your journeys home; I bid you uneventful travels and may you all get to your destination safely.
I don't really have a topic to discuss right now; but we all know that somewhere I will have something pop up and desperately I will voice it here. Currently, the waters are calm and sailing is smooth, so to speak.
I am entering 2025, the Year of Retribution, with a clear conscience and pure heart. I am not wishing ill-will on anyone. I only ask this...
I am only really making ONE commitment this year. Something fairly simple. I need to focus far more on my craft. I have been neglecting things for far too long. I guess "neglect" is a bit of a harsh word, considering the circumstances I have been dealt these past few years. I am no longer going to be the "victim" of circumstances... This is my life. This is my will. So mote it be!!!
I have also decided I would like to dedicate more time to searching into my family's history. I know, I have touched on this subject a bit in the past, but the older I am getting, the deeper the craving is becoming. I yearn for places I ne'er been. I long for tales that my blood whispers in my ears, as I gaze off with a small smile on my face. I am homesick for a place, I have not been to in this lifetime, but a place where I long to be.
I know it is called "Hiraeth"
(Ironically, I found out I have Welsh in my family only in the last few years, so it is kind of amazing why this word makes sooooo much sense to me)...
HIRAETH is a deep longing for something, especially one's home. It cannot be translated perfectly into English; the closest it comes to is "homesickness", but it is something far greater. It captures a deep, bittersweet feeling of longing, and nostalgia that goes beyond simply missing a place or person. It is a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was!!!
That being said, I am eager to study more about my "homeland", as I am first generation Canadian on one side of my family. The other side is English, Irish and Scottish as well. The Norse part intrigues me; but it is not in the sense people think. I am tired of people who find out that they have Norse blood running through their veins and now claim to be "Vikings"... Do they not realize that being a "Viking" was an occupation, not a race??? Some people are just really daft!!!
Anywho, those are my two main goals for this year. Nothing that makes promises I cannot keep. Nothing that can lead to heartache... for me, nor my beloved. I will continue to be the same, sarcastic, opinionated, loud-mouth, ever-loving, warrior, justice-seeking, woman I have always been. I will continue to wear the pronouns of Bytch and Wytch proudly... It is what it is!!!
Have a great night Lovies. Stay safe. Stay warm/cool. Be well. Be blessed. Most of all, Be Loved.
~ Phoenix
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