It's funny how certain clothes just feel Witchier than others, and how adding a scarf or something flowy adds to that magickal feeling. For instance, I got a beautiful scarf as a graduation present that's big enough to wear as a wrap skirt or a sari, should I choose to, and it's extremely soft, so it's comfortable to wear. And it's got all sorts of positive energies in it, so it's just one of those pieces of clothes that's absolutely lovely to wear. I bring this up because I wore it today (despite the heat that's moved in), and felt magickal all day. Well, more magickal than I have in a few days, at least. It was nice, given the fact that I was doing all sorts of mundane things.
Though I did get to go to a teahouse for lunch. That was fun. Except the bored trickster god sitting beside me, grumbling about my tea addiction the whole time. For the record, Loki would much rather have ale or mead than tea, and he doesn't understand my fascination with the stuff. Makes it fun when I talk about having a tea party for my birthday/Litha. He staunchly refuses to attend any ritual I perform where I drink "that disgusting stuff," though I'd say the same to him, if he invited me to a beer drinking party or something. Alcohol holds no interest for me, besides the occasional sip.
As I write this, I have a very warm, very happy cat on my lap (which makes it awkward to type, let me tell you), and both of my parents in the room with me. The good news, I suppose, is that they're not reading over my shoulder any more, like they used to do when I was younger. Makes it a lot easier to toodle around on witchy websites, do my research and post here. Though I still get nervous when they get up and walk behind me. Oh, the joys of living with parents who don't quite understand my spiritual path and have made no attempt to really try to get it.
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