When I was a child - Sunday was church going day.

My parents were losely Catholic, and my father liked to take us to "ye old Cathedral" for sunday mass, followed by lunch at Intercontinental Hotel.

I enjoyed choosing my "sunday best" - which was how 'putting on your best frock for church' was described in our culture, and joining in the hymns (although they were never as good as hymns at school - because those, we practiced well, with harmony).

I enjoyed even more my favourite Sunday lunch. Spaghetti bolognaise 🙂 followed by chocolate something or other.

I was never truly Catholic and after I left home - I spent sometime exploring different spiritual formats until I found the perfect fit for me. Today - I am a progressive Wiccan (eclectic Wiccan, initiated and mostly solitary).

AND - the Sabbath, is still a day of rest and spiritual reflection for me. Except now - instead of mass, I spend time in my garden

keeping it in order with planting and trimming, and also, keeping an eye on the greenery that is a little further afield in our neighbourhood communal gardens.

As a neo-pagan - my church is traditionally the outdoors in nature. And while I go about everything that I'm doing, I contemplate my spiritual path, with gratitude for the beauty & bounty, of nature and the earth, and thoughts of the spiritual correspondences with all the things that I encounter as I do my work. I may even sing as I do this.

Today I have:

-Bees - Potnia (Greek Mother Bee Goddess), Ah-Muzen-Cab (Mayan Bee God), Bees are the tears of Ra (Egyptian God), and - the magick of the bees - in Mead - the worlds oldest alcoholic drink.

-Grapes - Dionysus (Greek God of wine), Bacchus (Roman God of wine), Hathor (Egyptian Goddess of fertility & love), Osiris (Egyptian God of the dead), Sky Spirits (Native American Iroquois, grapes were gifts from the Sky Spirits).

-Butterflies - Psyche (Greek Goddess, guide of the dead), The fiery souls of Aztec warriors, & the returning souls of the departed (the Monarch Butterfly and Dia de los Muertos in Mexico). Zuni people (Native American) predicted the strength of summer by the first coloured butterfly they saw.

-& Plums - Beauty in adversity, and the food of the Gods (Chinese), Ward/Amulet against evil (Japanese & English folklore).

Sometimes on a Sabbath - I am actually in the company of other pagans, in ritual celebration.

This is when I happen to find an open pagan moot (meeting), that I fancy attending.

What are your Sunday Rituals?

Edited August 9Aug 9 by Tanga

My schedule has been so heavy the last couple of years, that I haven't had time for rituals and craft, even during weekends. I miss it all deeply, though nowadays I take a more 'non-theistic' approach (I remain open, should my own perspectives change overtime, but it's where I stand right now). Strangely enough, Sundays are one of the few days I happen to be able to clean my home, and I have been developing a sort of ritualistic feeling to it… Focusing on the small things of everyday life, that have no glamour and no apparent magic, sometimes makes me feel very in the moment and in touch with something… beyond. I can’t explain it. It ends up being a ritual without meaning to be one (albeit a tiring one, I’ll give you that, lol).

There is also the fact that it’s winter here, and my energy levels change during it. Everything seems slower, more subtle to me. I need to rest a lot and just to be in silence.

On 8/9/2026 at 11:24 AM, Tanga said:

Except now - instead of mass, I spend time in my garden

keeping it in order with planting and trimming, and also, keeping an eye on the greenery that is a little further afield in our neighbourhood communal gardens.

I too love gardening (in pots, as I live in a flat) and watching nature as it changes during seasons. It's winter here, cold, but the sun is already reborn and growing stronger each day. I can see some nature stirring, even though we are still getting a lot of rainy and dark days. But nothing compared to May/June, that's when the cold and dark really hit us where I live.

2 hours ago, Marina said:

1)...Focusing on the small things of everyday life, that have no glamour and no apparent magic, sometimes makes me feel very in the moment and in touch with something… beyond. I can’t explain it. It ends up being a ritual without meaning to be one (albeit a tiring one, I’ll give you that, lol).

2)There is also the fact that it’s winter here, and my energy levels change during it. Everything seems slower, more subtle to me. I need to rest a lot and just to be in silence.

1) But that's just the thing about being "A witch" seeing the magic in the mundane 🙃. Makes like a lot more exciting!

2) It's quite natural to be slow during winter. Winter is, as Winter does - everything hibernates/sleeps & rests.

Sundays are often my rest days - not for religious reasons, but because I want to be fresh for my Monday lifting sessions 😁. So on Sundays I often clean, declutter and work on small projects. Last week I made the foundation for a guidebook that I’m compiling for the Stella’s tarot. Stuff like that are good to do on Sundays for me 🙂