We’re already halfway through November?!
Let’s talk about depression and smudging my Roses.
I think this year everyone has been dealing with low grade depression even if they don’t want to admit it. I’ve dealt with depression all of my life (thanks to shit that happened when I was 2).
Yeah, I’ve experienced even those lows. However I’m still here. So I think I know a thing or two about dealing with depression.
First thing… it’s okay to have it. It doesn’t mean you’re weak. It doesn’t mean you’re broken. Scarred? Probably. (I know I am and scar flares smart like a sunvabitch.) It doesn’t mean you have to put on a brave face if you don’t want to. It means, you deal with depression. Some days are worse than others.
Second thing – its okay if you have really bad days where nothing gets done. Gods of Old New and To Be know, I deal with that still. A lot. The worst times are around the Ovarian Rebellion times. The day before it starts… yikes. Just yikes. Those are also the days when the alcohol gets desired the most strongly and in large quantities. Still working on untangling that.
Now to talk about the smudging: Every person whose adopted smudging (whether it be with sage or a combination of other pleasant herbs like rosemary and lavender) knows a good smudge is worth the time. Now, we’ve all seen those bundles of sage/dried herbs damn near everywhere.
One of the first lessons a person learns is how to blow on the dried herbs… in a manner that doesn’t cause it to explode into flames. You learn that lesson right quick too! (That does carry over to fire-making? WELL DUH!)
The second lesson is how to properly snuff out said bundle… else it just keeps going. Or you can do what I got into a habit of doing and separating the bundle down into smaller pieces, that way the bundle lasts even longer.
Here recently I re-learned the lesson of after bad depression days: Smudge. Smudge thoroughly. All that energy you throw off on bad depression days tends to stick around and build up. You owe it to yourself to clean it out. So that when another bad day happens you’re not adding to it… and also not feeding off of what was left the last time.
It’s a type of spiritual hygiene. A kind of self care that many people seem to not to hit on. It’s such a simple thing that we can do for ourselves that it’s not surprising that it gets over looked. Heck, after that good smudge treat yourself to a hot bath or long hot shower. A big cup of tea and some quiet music for a little bit afterwards.
The point is to NOT beat yourself up for the bad days. The point is to take care of yourself in a way you might have been missing.