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Put away the how-to books for a little while. What further instruction do you need?

Read no more poetry, no eddas, and no hymns. Just throw back your head and pour out your heart.

Read no folklore, no more myths, and no sagas. Put pen to paper and compose your own.

Sing no songs or chants you already know. Sing no verses you have not made up on the spot.

Just for a little while.

Do not dance to the usual beat, pretend that you forgot the spiral dance. No more dance moves taught in a workshop or book. Dance with the wind, dance to the dripping of rain from leaves.

Do not rely on the magickal correspondences of herbs as written by another. Spend some time, and ask the plants yourself.

Forgo the script and the ritual outline. Pick up a stick, take a deep breath and just go. Shouldn’t you know what to do by now?

Forget the fancy prose and weird terminology and practised speech. Pull up a chair, pour a drink and chat with your spirits and gods like old friends for a change.

Just for a little while.

Give in and give up. Shout at the wind. Be unfettered and free.

Step out of your comfort zone. Just for a while.

Rely on your wits and the things you’ve been researching all this time. Rely on your instincts and the practice you have put in. Rely on the relationship you’ve been building with the unseen.

Summer is coming and with it the storms of the season. Give in to that rumbling rhythm in the distance.

Put down that book, come along with me. Unbind your hair, pick up your stick, lace up your boots and let’s go find some adventure out there.

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En résumé (pas trad mot à mot) :

Posez de côté ce livre, posez ce « 101 jours pour… », posez de côté ces poésies, ces eddas, ces hymnes, ces mythes, ce folklore… Qu’avez-vous besoin d’apprendre de plus ? Laissez de côté votre tête, et écoutez votre coeur. Accordez-vous un peu de temps loin de tout ça. Prenez un papier, un stylo, et écrivez votre propre mythe, votre propre folklore. Sortez de vos tables de correspondance et allez demander aux plantes à la place. Laissez tomber ces livres et rituels, prenez juste un bâton, une baguette, et lancez-vous. Ne devriez pas savoir quoi faire ? Tirez votre chaise, votre tasse de thé, et discutez un peu avec les dieux et les esprits.

Sortez de votre zone de confort, juste un moment. Et sortez (dans la nature), aller trouver l’aventure là où elle est.

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