Let the Day Go On: A Litha Journal on Burnout, Music, and Rediscovery

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You don't need a reason,
Let the day go on and on.
Every summer sun
Every winter evening
Every spring to come
Every autumn leaving
You don't need a reason
Let it all go on and on
~ “Wild Child,” Enya, A Day Without Rain

Last night, I was lying in bed wondering what I would write for a blog post... Let’s face it: I’ve been slacking on writing. The truth? I just don’t have the passion right now. My spiritual journey threw me for a loop, and, well, I just don’t feel like writing much.

Am I procrastinating? Not really. I’ve been busy, just with boring, dreadfully repetitive tasks. A monster of my own making. I chose to use a program that’s extremely limited to create my Book of Shadows Collection. That’s been my main focus for the last three weeks. I hope to finish copying the files into a more accessible application sometime next week. It won’t be finished-finished, but it’s a stressful step, one of many, on the road to wrapping up this massive project.

This morning, I came back from a doctor’s appointment whistling a tune from The Last of the Mohicans, a 1992 movie that lives rent-free in my head. I was just a baby when it came out, but it was one of my mom’s favorites. Something about Daniel Day-Lewis being hot... or maybe it was the music. My mom loved music. She played the organ at church and eventually became the music director for a local church nearby.

As for me, I never really got into playing music. I can sing (vocal range: C2 to F6), but here’s a little secret: I can’t read music. LOL. My mom never knew. I sang in her choir for years, always the one to carry the Sopranos, or fill in as an Alto when needed.

This afternoon, my sister picked up on the tune I was humming and started humming along. That led me to fire up my playlist and hit random. Enya started playing.

Her music always brings joy to my day. I feel it deep in my soul, it helps me get through the boring, mundane stuff. I redid an entire file in under an hour (it usually takes over two). And her lyrics? They got me inspired to write. So, this post exists because I listened to her music today.

Sometimes, I just need to stop and take a rest. Listen to my body and my mind, which kept saying: It can wait. Work on something else.

I ended up sitting down at the family heirloom: my grandmother’s piano. It passed from her, to my aunt, to my mom, and now it’s mine. I can play, though not like my mom or grandmother. Still, I played (from memory) for the first time in years. It’s a little out of tune, but still very much playable. And just like that, it brought my sister out too, we ended up playing a little bit together.

Funny how the day just develops, right? One moment you're stuck in your head, weighed down by deadlines and expectations, and the next, you're sitting at an old piano, reconnecting with music, memory, and someone you love.

I’ve included lyrics from some of Enya’s songs, along with links to the YouTube videos. Maybe they’ll inspire you to take a break or to start a project that’s been whispering to you from the back of your mind.

If you really want to, you can hear me say
Only if you want to, will you find a way
If you really want to, you can seize the day
Only if you want to, will you fly away
~ “Only If,” Enya, A Box of Dreams

Litha or Midsummer

This week, we celebrate Litha (or Midsummer), the day with the most sunlight in the entire year. From now until Yule, the days will get shorter. Litha is the beginning of the harvest season. It’s the first of the three harvest festivals.

For me, this week is all about harvesting my work from the past few months. That means redoing the files that still need attention. This is my harvest. When it’s complete, I’ll be well on my way to finishing a project that’s taken years of research, editing, organizing, and designing.

I often see Etsy listings for Books of Shadows and feel disappointed, so many are just Canva templates full of inaccuracies or shallow information on pretty pages that people can't use. It’s frustrating. That’s what inspired me to create a resource-heavy, accurate Book of Shadows Collection, something I hope to share with all of you very soon.

This past week, I also found time to redo the Wheel of the Year Journal Prompts. You can download that file for free [here] or on the Free Resources page in the sidebar.

While editing, I took a few minutes to journal my own Litha reflections. That led me to take a break this weekend, to focus on myself. I watched TV all day, cooked some amazing meals, and fully relaxed. I let go of the pressure from my files and just allowed myself a day, stress-free.

I won’t be able to celebrate Litha on June 20th, but I will take a moment to recognize that this is the halfway point of the year. I get to choose how the rest of it goes. I get to reap what I’ve sown, and I’m the one who gets to enjoy the harvest.

That’s what Litha is here to remind us of:

• Be there for yourself. Put yourself first.
• How can you expect to be everything for others if you’re not even present for you?

As I write this, I wish I had listened to Enya last week. The lyrics are the reason why I’m writing this at all: “You don’t need a reason. Let the day go on and on.”

At the bottom of my blog post checklist, I have a quote, one I asked AI to help me write after venting about how overwhelmed I felt by the process of posting something as “simple” as a blog:
“This doesn’t have to be perfect. It just has to be shared.”

That quote has become a lifeline.

Because perfect is overrated. Honestly, I think that’s one reason why some people avoid reading blogs. When a post is too perfect, it doesn’t feel genuine. I know when I come across something overly polished, I lose interest. Why? Because it doesn’t feel real. Mistakes make a message relatable.

The Hard Truth

I hit burnout. And I know I’m not alone. Burnout is normal, especially on a spiritual journey.

When I write about my own path, I do it so others can see: it’s okay to not have your shit together.

Lately, I’ve been struggling to find love in what I do. The passion to keep going feels dim. My beliefs are being challenged. It makes me question everything:

• Why am I being led to write about this?
• Why make it public?
• Why this journey at all?
• Can I really help others?
• Does anyone even see me as someone worth learning from?
• What if nobody reads this?
• Why bother?

And then these lyrics hit me:

You know when love's shining in your eyes

It may be the stars

Fallen from above.

And you know love is with you when you rise,

For night and day belong to love.

~“Amarantine,” Enya, Amarantine

In the end, I was reminded:
Sometimes this blog isn’t for anyone else.
It’s for me.
To see my faults, my growth, my journey laid out in front of me.

You just have to trust that everything will work out.
And keep going.

If any of this felt familiar or gave you something to think about, I invite you to keep the conversation going. You can join my Facebook group where we talk openly about the real work of spiritual growth, the highs, the lows, and everything in between. If you’re looking for more personal support on your journey, you can also visit my website to learn more about the life coaching work I offer. This path isn’t meant to be walked alone. Let’s keep moving forward, together.

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