Comfort does not equal happiness. It’s a mistake I think each of us has made at some point in our lives, spiritual or otherwise. Being uncomfortable, in the right doses, is good for the spirit. Stepping onto my path of witchcraft was anything but comfortable, and it’s literally the best thing I have ever done. It was so uncomfortable, in fact, that I did not always stay on the path. I have stepped off a number of times, seeking comfort in familiarity. Each time I did that, though, I found I could no longer go back to who I once was. I could not deny who I really am.
I have found that, general peace of mind notwithstanding, comfort is a slow-killing poison. Staying in my comfort zone restricts my movement, denies my freedom and gives nothing back. There is no challenge in the comfort zone, and therefore no growth and no improvement. This, of course, does not apply only to spirituality. The same goes for education, health and everyday life. Some amount of discomfort is required for overall wellbeing.
Every time I have made a decision based on comfort, I have regretted it. That’s not to say that I should only charge ahead and take giant leaps – that would be foolish. But the fact is, without going for something just outside my self-imposed lines, I don’t know my real limits. Real life happens outside of those lines, so I had better start crossing them.
Black Rose Witchcraft is my latest venture outside my comfort zone. It isn’t cozy, quiet and all on my own. I have others to answer to now, besides myself, which is not something that comes easily to me. It means exposing myself and my witchcraft to a group I don’t really know yet. It means being intentionally vulnerable and trusting that it was a good decision on my part. This is where I learn to form new magickal relationships and trust other witches. It will not be easy. It is definitely uncomfortable, and it’s exactly what I need right now. My witchcraft and my magick will grow from this.