How Witches Move Beyond Regrets

Recently have you felt a twinge of regret? Maybe you didn’t reach out to a friend at a certain time. Maybe you didn’t try something new and missed out on an opportunity. Some regrets can keep us stuck.

I have three insights for you.

Change may involve “little deaths.”

“Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly.” ― Chuang Tzu

Recently, I was walking in the neighborhood that I lived in for twenty-two years.

I felt grief. That part of my life was over.

I now live in a city a significant distance from my old neighborhood.

I felt like part of my life had just dried up and was gone.

I could think of that chapter of my life as over—as if it had died.

What do we do related to death? We mourn. We grieve.

This part of my life was gone. All the good memories are now tinged with sadness. These memories seemed to die in front of me.

But like the caterpillar who dies in that one form…my life can transform into a new form.

The entity of the caterpillar is reborn in a new form.

My life won’t be the same. It can be different and good.

Appreciate the natural flow of life, death, and rebirth.

Every Yule, the God is reborn. And at every Samhain, He sacrifices Himself for His children with His death. He does this with a full heart. Then the cycle repeats.

You can let go of regret when you accept that when chapters of life end—it is the natural flow of things.

For example, a friend, Stephen, regrets the ending of his friendship with his high school best friend.

Stephen had made significant mistakes. He is now careful with how he supports his friendships.

Did the ending of his previous friendship need to happen? Perhaps, it was necessary. The loss woke him up to the treasure and fragility of friendships.

Ask the Gods to help you navigate the chapters of your life.

Here is a prayer that you may use to connect with the Gods.

Honorable Lord and Gracious Lady,
May I flow into each new chapter of my life with the grace and dignity of the Gods.
Calm my fears and ease the pain of grief over each chapter’s death.
Let me be free to explore the beauty of each new chapter.
So Mote It Be

May these insights support your journey.

Blessed Be,
Moonwater