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Day 24 Mini Release Program – Quarantine Magick


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This Journal is made from an inexpensive composition book covered with decorative papers, glitter letters, personal artwork, and a fun pinback button of two things I adore — Sheep and Pumpkins!  The daffodils are from our garden.

Today’s Challenge – Create a New Journal OR Beef-up your old one! As a writer, of course, I’m going to say to you that it is vitally important that you record this time in your life. Don’t rely on electronics — pen to paper can last a very long time. One of my hobbies is genealogy, and the importance of your record-keeping right now is vital. Your observations, your feelings…all of it. Writing can be cathartic and soothing. And, your words will be educational for future generations.  

For example: 

8 April 2020 — 3rd Qtr Moon — Moon moving from Libra to Scorpio. 72 degrees. Sunny.

I haven’t been away from the house in 24 days. Today, I finally broke down and went to the post office, only to find a sign scrawled on the door that there would be no mail delivery this day. The roads were almost deserted as I wound my little car over the mountain into civilization. The grocery store presented a scene straight from the Sci-Fi channel! A woman’s voice droned sweetly over the intercom with instructions on how I was to behave. “All customers will remain at least six feet apart.” “Social Distancing is hard; but, we know you can do it for the welfare of all.” “Many items are limited to only 2 per family per day.” I honestly expected a pandemic zombie to saunter around the corner, jumping to slather me with its embrace. Most of the people in the store were wearing masks, especially those over fifty. The seniors were all very pleasant, whereas the younger folks were cold and distant, stepping with purpose down the empty paper towel aisle, and pushing some seniors aside in their haste. I shook my head.  

I realized people can’t see you smiling when you have the lower part of your face covered.  

One woman, she must have been in her seventies, wandered this way and that, talking to herself, her face swathed in a white bandanna. Whisps of white hair seemed to wave independently of her head. “My husband died last year,” she said. “I had to come out today. I just don’t know what to buy because there isn’t much here.”

I nodded. Her energy was bright; but, I could tell she was starved for socialization. She moved closer, her white, almost translucent fingers fluttering in the air. “Where is all the tinfoil?” she asked. (So much for 6 feet apart.)

Because she was wearing a mask? I had to look at her eyes. They were a beautiful, sparkling blue. I turned to look at the shelves. Not a single box of tinfoil in sight. What the? “Maybe someone figured out how to use the shiny side as toilet paper,” I said.

She laughed so hard I thought her white wild-west face covering would fall off. In my mind, I sent her a silent blessing and said aloud, “Be well.” She nodded her head. “You, too!” She continued down the aisle, her cart swerving drunkenly as she once again began whispering to herself. 

The store set up a labyrinth for customers, with employees positioned here and there to ensure that you motor the right way. Seriously. I felt like I was on some strange amusement ride. If you dared turn the wrong direction, they gently pulled you back to the “right” way. As a Pagan, being told what to do like you are a sheeple was very disconcerting.

At the checkout, the clerk angrily threw my purchases down so hard that they spun across the moving conveyer belt and slammed into the counter sides like miniature bumper carts. She was muttering, “This is bullshit” like a mantra. I bought eggs for my granddaughter to color. At least the chickens are still laying even if the beast of tinfoil isn’t. I bit my lip and looked away. My father always said, “Pick your battles wisely.” I sighed. Just wasn’t worth it. Who knows what was going on in her life, right? 

I bagged my own things, paid, and hurried out the door. Oh…no…not that door. You can only go one way this pandemic day. The way that requires you to walk the entire length of the store, and then the whole expanse of the parking lot back to your car. I wheeled my cart around and huffed it to my car. I am not an exercise enthusiast, as my children will well tell you. I just try to walk fast everywhere I go in hopes that the gods of weight loss will kindly help me shed at least…one stubborn pound.

At home? I let all the dry goods sit in the car, and they will stay there until at least tomorrow night. The cold stuff…different story. I switched the meats and frozen veggies out of the bags and into a basket, getting rid of the trash before it even got in the house. Inside, I rewrapped everything and disposed of the original packaging. Who wants that woman’s negative energy on your stuff, right?

To relax, I dug the hummingbird feeders out of the shed, filled my bird feeders on the wish tree, and made sure Calico, our squirrel, had a full lunchbox…”

If someone were to read this fifteen years from now, long after the pandemic is over and mostly forgotten…they will see this time period through my eyes and not the cold, scripted newspapers or videos. Here, my words are free. They are from the heart. There is no one to tell me what I can and cannot share. And I feel so much better for relating my experiences, even though they aren’t truly momentous.

Just a moment in the looking glass of life.

Summary – Total Possible Stars 61

Throw or give one thing away today! Earn one star.
Today’s Challenge — Create or add to your personal journal. Earn 50 Stars!
Do two Five-Minute dashes today. Earn 10 Stars!

Big hugs!
Peace with the Gods
Peace with Nature
Peace Within!

Silver

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Author:

Llewellyn Author of over 23 magickally enchanting books. Braucherei practitioner. Artist, photographer, quilter, chandler, doll maker and lover of genealogy. Visit her WhisperMagick online shoppe at http://www.whispermagick.com

20 thoughts on “Day 24 Mini Release Program – Quarantine Magick

  1. Hi Silver and everyone thx for sharing you supermarket experience 🙂 i just came from shop rite!
    i love your picture “Keep Calm and Magick on”
    i’ve been writing in journals for years as soon as i wake up and i take my journal everywhere with me 🙂
    i’m a virgo too and just like to write everything down xoxo 🙂

  2. I had a very similar shopping experience! None of it makes sense to me, I’ve fallen down some strange rabbit hole where down is up, left is right, and right is left. I’ve done some jounraling but not enough, IMO but I am writing some down. I should as it might help me feel like I have a voice, because I don’t feel that way right now. I feel way disconnected from (most) others (THANK GODDESS FOR MY COVEN and FB messenger!) The whole “we are all in this together” makes me roll my eyes right now (personal feeling)

    Thanks for this post, it helps me feel a bit like I’m not alone in this strange time

  3. Hi ho, Silver! Sorry. We are the pandemic zombies. It is surreal to wander through the empty shelved grocery stores while being mowed over by masked, shuffling, stony eyed zombies. Did you notice that men are not as skilled as women when it comes to social distancing? They smile more, probably not accustomed to being in grocery stores. They also like to spit in parking lots. Nasty! I seriously saw an article claiming that along with toilet paper, people are starting to hoard baby chickens. They are buying them up as fast as they come in. Not sure why. Hope they don’t plan on using them as toilet paper.

  4. I can’t! I just can’t! Lmao! I just laughed so hard, at your grocery store story, that I snorted! I see that all grocery stores are corralling people like herds of cattle. Alan told me that Giant in Middletown was all roped off, like cattle chutes, at checkout.

    Right now, I’m just wondering how many people are making aluminum foil hats! Lmao! If we all documented the craziness that’s going on right now, and future generations read the stories, they’d think that we all became the greatest writers of dystopian fiction in mere months. Lol! Twilight Zone, eat your heart out!

    I’m sharing your blog post with my mom. She’s gonna love it! ❤️

      1. Big hugs back! My mom absolutely loved it, btw. She had the biggest smile on her face while she was reading it. ❤️

  5. Worldwide the same rules of distance and people are behaving the same. I also realize, they could not see my smile, while I am waring mask at the supermarket, therefore I startet sending Love and peace to the people. Some of them are really in fear or some aggression created if you come to close. So hopefully this is over soon. What I am so thankful for. I needed time for me, and this was given through this time. I also did my Divine Plan Healing through this time, and good that we are at home, so I could journal everything. Stay all healthy and well.

  6. Thank you very much 🐺! You always have wonderful and funny ideas 😂 A mask made of tinfoil could look so cool! They really have some strict rules in shops, but it is for our own good. I understand the distance -rules, but some young cashiers in some shops are taking it so literally, 🙄 Fortunately, I go to shopping only once in a month. I dislike shopping and buy one month’s food (for my cat also 💖). I have so many bags when I come home 🛍️ 🛍️ 🛍️ And I try to order also from the net. Our local stores have arranged so, that people who belong to ‘risk -group’ can go before others. They open the shop early for some (for me as well, I got asthma and diabetes) I love this system – there are no big crowds of people 👍 And no need to stand in line long time. I especially like that very much 😉

  7. Thank you so much for sharing your insights. Your emotions come through your writing so well! I felt the confusion, resentment, and distress of the experience through your words.

    I don’t remember the name of the movie, but I watched one years ago about a time when people were no longer allowed to touch each other. The couple in the story even had sex in a virtual way, sitting across from each other in the living room and putting on headphones that guided them through a sexual encounter with each other. The parting words for every encounter with others was, “Be well.” This movie (I wish I could remember the name – I’d watch it again) creeped me out at the time, but look, now, at our current situation…

    I’ve been “planning” to work on my personal journal for awhile now – I guess today’s the day!

  8. Reading about your day …I came to the conclusion that there are people and people..people like the woman with the bright blue eyes who laughts and people like this angry clerk at the exit and of course the zombies LOL I see that what is happening right now is sorting out of people…souls…all have to choose for themselves how to react to the challenges of times…sigh…I have learned someting very wise from a book I read years ago and it is : Be Kind to these who are kind to you and do not do anything harmful to the ones who have ever helped you. Today I decided to chase away my bad luck…promising to put on something that is upside down once a week 🙂 sharing here with a smile on my face …I keep smiling even though the dogs of hell are after me…even if I die I will die with a smile and my laughter will be bright and crystal clear and shining and the rays will always tear the shadows and penetrate through the illusions of darkness ❤ Blessed Be my Sister in Spirit Silver RavenWolf ! I Love You ❤

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