What I Learned from Being "Spiritually" Absent

Life is SO unpredictable.

My dad died.

My one-of-a-kind guy and the one who supported me and my passion for myths and magick when most of my family turned away has gone on to the next world. His new beginning started in May and my ending started then too.

We found out in March 2022 that he had Stage 4 pancreatic cancer but by then it was too late. So, I’m just going to say it and leave the classiness out of it: Cancer is a BITCH.

Am I angry?

Yes.

Am I sad?

Always.

Am I lost?

Yes, but I am finding my way.

I have heard from some of you that the podcast and the articles have meant so much to your lives and for that, I am truly grateful. But I am also apologetic. I never thought my words could mean so much and that during challenging times, there are kind souls who are willing to listen.

I am sorry that I’ve been absent this long. It’s been so hard to navigate without you, daddy.

If you’ve ever lost a loved one - be it a familiar furry friend or a human soul - then you know that grief never heals. With each passing day, however, you get stronger. Life is unpredictable and change is inevitable.

I may never know why God chose to take my dear friend at this time in my life, in my family’s life - but I know, somehow, by the grace of the spirits, he is okay.

So, I am off to navigate this new chapter in my life without the physical presence of my father. His spirit remains with me.

I also wanted to let you know that I am back and so are the podcast, the articles, and so much more!

Things will be different.

Things will change.

Things will grow.

But no matter how things turn out, the spirits are always constant, and they have our backs. Until we meet again, daddy…

Blessed be,

Michelle