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getting back into your practice after a break

Life is life and sometimes you take a break from or lose touch with your practice for a time. Once that moment passes and you want to get back into it, it can feel different from was before and can be really daunting. So, what to do you to get back into the swing of things? These are just a few of my ideas and tips that I personally use as an ADHDer who constantly swings ona spectrum between hyperfixation and total apathy.

Step 1 - Cleaning up

Usually when I grow distant from my practice I just kind of drop and leave things as they are and don't touch them for a while. That means that the first thing that I do is clean all of that up to pick up where I left off. In this step you can do things like:

Clean up your altar(s)

Cleanse your space

Refresh/reapply protections

Get new supplies

Step 2 - Clarifying intentions

In this step, I like to clarify why I'm getting back into my practice. I like to look at the issues that I'm facing and how my practice can help me overcome them and in what ways. Sometimes I also like to plan what I want to research in the future so I know what to go for once I get to that point. In this step, you can:

Write a list of issues in your life that you can tackle through your practice

Write a list of research topics you're interested in

Write a list of things you want to do such as spells and rituals

Check the date for any upcoming astrological events, moon phases or celebrations

Step 3 - Do it!

In this step, I look at the lists written in step 2 and figure out what to do. Sometimes I get stuck here so I would suggest doing whatever seems the simplest or what you're most excited to do. This helps you stay motivated and stops you from getting overwhelmed with complicated and intricate spells and rituals. Once you've done the first thing, it's easier to keep going and you're no longer as intimidated.

The list in step 2 can also help you with further research topics and stuff to focus on, so if you struggle with keeping up with your practice in general, I would suggest keeping that one up to date and using it regularly.

Good luck! I believe in you!

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#logan with his slutty waist and feral growl 🥰🤗

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look out its a wolverine doodle dump

i will never get over the fact that wolverine is a history professor. this man received ed his education in the 1800s. its not uncommon to find him naked in the woods frolicking with wolves. like he just does that for fun and me time!

it must have been wild every time he covered any US or Canadian war, cuz the man was there fighting for most of them. like imagine learning about the civil war in class and your teacher goes on a long rant about some racist slave owner he broke formation to beat to death or something. like its wild they let this man near children. i love him a normal amount i swear.

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Wade in lingerie..<3

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@heyitss1n what are your personal thoughts, dms

Robin had gotten a lot of things from becoming platonic soulmates with Steve Harrington. Rides to school, hair care tips, unrelenting trauma, slightly bitchy dating advice that to her eternal chagrin actually worked, and entree into a weird little family that she couldn't imagine living without.

But also... Robin had to listen to sex talk.

It wasn't bad at first, she had actually gleaned a lot of advice from his stories that stood her in good stead with a few select girls. But then on the Family Video bathroom floor Steve had asked if Robin would be okay with him talking about sex with guys.

She said yes one time and now it was her life.

Steve had spent most of their shift moving tapes around the store, shuffling them into different genres based on what he thought they might be about. It was his standard 'I have something to talk about but I don't know if I can say it' behavior.

"Look," she said flatly. "I'm stopping this now. You have five minutes to sum up the problem and then I don't want to hear it anymore."

Steve put the last tape, a copy of St Elmo's Fire, into the Action-Disaster section before coming back to the counter, sharing his head. "I appreciate the thought Robbie but I don't think you're ready for this."

Robin gasped, ready to take full and dramatic umbrage when a Tasmanian Devil made of leather jacket and cheap sterling silver jewelry banged into the store.

"Babe, did you ask her," Eddie asked, grinning madly.

"Not yet," Steve whined and before Robin could gather her thought she felt two sets of eyes settle on her, one steady and concerned and the other sparkling with glee.

Robin stepped back from the counter and held her hands out in front of her. "I don't know what's going on here but no, I will not carry a baby for you two. Get Steve knocked up the old fashioned way if you want kids."

Steve brightened for a moment before pouting, "You wouldn't want to bring a little Buckley-Harrington-Munson into the world? Wow, Robs."

Eddie lunged forward, pushing past Steve to plant his hands on the counter. "We'll come back to that Buckley, but we have a different issue. We need you to be a completely impartial party."

"We really don't," Steve said. "This is not a big deal."

"I disagree," Eddie said. "I happen to think this is a very big deal."

"Well, and--," Steve said. "Isn't 'big' the problem?"

"It's not a problem for me," Eddie said, leering at Steve.

Robin stepped forward and waved her hands between the two guys, interrupting their creepy eye contact. "Okay, fine, tell me what's going on but make it snappy."

Steve hummed but didn't say anything. Eddie grinned and looked from Robin to his boyfriend and back again. He opened his mouth but before he could say anything Steve's hand was pressed half over his face.

"Eddie wants me to try sitting on his face but I'm afraid I'll, like, suffocate him to death." Steve grimaced and pulled his hand away from Eddie before rubbing it roughly on his jeans. "Gross, Eds."

Robin shook her head while they started squabbling. Steve was her best friend and Eddie was a close second. Part of being a best friend was apparently arbitrating their weird sex arguments.

The squabbling had evolved into a slap fight so Robin took the opportunity to examine them. They were the same height but Steve probably had a few pounds on Eddie. Then again Robin knew Eddie was stronger than he looked. Given the way Eddie hadn't stooped smiling since he walked in he definitely didn't seem intimidated by the idea.

Okay.

"Okay," Robin said sharply. "Knock it off. I decided."

The two boys stopped, Steve's arm locked around Eddie's neck while it looked like Eddie was trying to either give Steve a wedgie or just straight up shove his arm down Steve's acid-washed jeans.

It took a few moments for them to separate and put themselves back to rights before they were finally standing in front of her waiting for a verdict.

Robin looked from Steve to Eddie, then back again. She nodded towards Eddie before winking at her best friend. "If he dies, he dies."

"Thank you, Buckley," Eddie crowed, before turning on his heel and heading for the door.

"Where are you going," Steve called out.

Eddie turned back. "I gotta do some stretches, baby," Eddie said, rolling his neck. "I have plans." Eddie blew Steve a kiss before rubbing his hands together and walking out the door.

Robin looked at Steve, his hand still clenched in front of him where he had 'caught' the kiss, a bright red flush on his cheeks.

"I'm gonna marry that man," Steve murmured.

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Us for like 5 years now. Possibly more.

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More Logan and Wade for the soul 💛❤️

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Meet the ES: kind of

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@heyitss1n for you

four trick-or-treaters arrive at your doorstep demanding something called “energon”

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@heyitss1n and to anyone it concerns really

every time i think about them i feel like i need the memory gun

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me: lmaoo my mom really thinks a few salty crackers and ginger ale will cure my nausea

me 2 minutes after ginger ale and crackers, no longer nauseous:

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the x-mansion kitchen has seen far too much.

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accidentally hitting unfollow in the middle of a boop spam is the equivalent of slipping out mid thrust sorry about that

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The irony

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love the idea that 99% of the time, logan is the Quiet One. He broods. He glowers. He looms. But he doesn't constantly blurt out every thought to cross his mind - not like Wade does.

Sometimes, though...

When he's distracted........

When a thought hits him so hard and with such blinding intensity...........

It just comes out.

Which is to say, one day at the X-Mansion, he's glaring at Wade as he plays video games with Russell and gets his nails painted by Yukio and braids Laura's hair, and generally hangs out with the kids. Arms folded. Brows lowered. Looking for all the world like he's contemplating murder. Everyone is just a tiny bit uncomfortable, but they're used to Logan Being Logan by now, so they ignore it.

Eventually though, Wade can't ignore Logan's presence any longer. He saunters over, handing the controller of the video game to Ellie just in time for Russell to pump Wade's avatar full of lead.

"Scowling in the corner all by yourself, handsome?" he says, over Ellie's groan and Russell's victorious screech.

And Logan, without thinking, so lost in his thoughts that it doesn't even register that this might be inappropriate

Says, in front of the kids and the other X-Men and god -

"I want to breed you."

Cue Wade choking on spit