(Author’s Note: I no longer have this job, but I am about to start another one soon… So I figured it was time to post this.)

Recently I obtained a full time job. Through totally mundane means it fell into my lap, and due to my job duties I have had a lot of time to mull on different topics.

I find myself missing the void and space and free time, and yet lately my mind has been wonderfully quiet, which has opened up a lot of doors for me.
I think of the cultist grind of working to put food on my desk and live. I remind myself what I am doing this for, and of who and what I wish to become.

I performed a spell to deal with my work anxiety, which has been so bad it was resulting in chest pain on a daily basis. I was pleasantly surprised to find that the spell worked wonderfully, and of course this has me now thinking of other things I could do with magick. Of what is possible if I just apply myself every day, and the possibilities fill me with excitement and nervousness.

So on the work grind, I think. I consider possibilities and the Mythos. Work has seemingly inspired a new occult fever in me, following one I had in November that inspired me to get back into magick and my studies.

Work can be difficult, but there is something about it that is renewing and rotting, bountiful and boring, and in that space I am learning more about what I am capable of and what I want to pursue in the future. The rest I get and the work I do on myself feels more empowering, as I realize I can do more than I thought myself capable of.

Though it is exhausting, it is a new opportunity to explore myself and my interests, and I am grateful to it for that. I have learned that my Drive to live hungers far more than I thought it did previously. I hunger to write and play, to practice the occult and to dream, and so I look forward to my days more despite their inherent anxiety.

Expect writing within the next few months, or whenever I can get to it. I will keep you all updated– and yes, the stars are calling to me. The stars.