So often I worry about getting things wrong.
But I realized something a long time ago: there really isn’t one “right” way to do this.
Yes, closed practices exist and should be respected. Yes, some traditions are culturally specific. Yes, there are methods, rituals, tools, and approaches that people may find more effective than others.
But outside of that?
Your practice does not have to look exactly like someone else’s to be real.
I know you might feel lost sometimes, especially if your path is mostly reconstructed, self-led, intuitive, or built from scattered pieces you had to gather yourself. But that does not make it less meaningful. In a way, that is part of the beauty of it.
You are forging your own relationship with your deities, spirits, ancestors, land, or whatever sacred presence calls to you. You are learning the language of your own devotion. You are building something honest.
And I know it can feel lonely. I know it can feel discouraging. I know it can feel like everyone else has some ancient handbook you never got handed.
But I promise, you are not alone.
There is someone out there whose beliefs may not be exactly the same as yours, but close enough that your soul will recognize the warmth. Your people exist. Your path exists. Your practice is valid.
You do not need anyone else to approve of the sacred relationship you are building.
What you need is the courage to take the next step.
So go ahead.
It’s right there. 🌙
