I’ve been thinking about the word beginner lately and why it bothers me.
Not because people are wrong to use it, it’s a practical label. But the spiritual paths we walk here don’t really work on a linear scale. Someone can be three years into daily practice and still be a beginner with candle work. Someone else might have never cast a circle in their life but carry generational knowledge about plants or death that most “advanced” practitioners would call profound wisdom.
The word beginner implies there’s a destination. An intermediate, an advanced, an arrived. And in my experience, the longer you walk this path the more you realize arriving is not the point. The unraveling is the point. The returning to not-knowing.
I’ve had to learn this the hard way.
