I don’t know for how long. Probably until I find a new place to live and get all nice and moved in. Which will hopefully be really really soon.
Author Archives: Morag
This was a Facebook rant.
Then I decided to post it here, for various reasons. Pro-tip: saying you’re good at avoiding drama or have a drama-free life? Basically signals to EVERYONE that you, in fact, are a drama-starter and are basically steeped in drama all the time. It’s impossible to have a drama-free life; we’re human. Drama is what we …
30 Days of Paganism: 3. Beliefs — Deities
In the faith I’m building there are three main deities — I call Them the Sacred Triad. Instead of dualism, I base my faith on the number three. Sky, land, sea. Birth, life, death. Heavens, Earth, Underworld. Fire, blood, water. Brighid is the sky, the bright flame, inspiration and the beginning of all things. She …
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Maenad
Why? Of course because He is beloved to me; of course that. Of course because I am one of His worshippers. Probably I need no other reason. Why? But there are other reasons. Always other reasons; not that I should have to explain myself why I wish to align myself with women who rip men …
Today’s top search that brought folks to this blog: that bitch amy pickens …what.
QotD: Sept. 25th, 2013
HAD I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly, …
QotD: Sept. 23rd, 2013
Everyone unravels just a bit in the dark. Arachne’s Song, Dyonisis
(things we should keep away from Morag)
This theme has different types of post formats, and “Status” is one of them. Now that I have discovered this, I expect to post here more often. ETA: though it seems, on further exploration of this post type, that they do not allow comments or permalinks. So perhaps I will not use them as often …
Rainy Fall Morning
It is almost 8am. I’ve been up for three and a half hours. I slept for seven and a half (five of those uninterrupted, which is a big deal for me). It is rainy and gray, which I love, during my favourite season of the year, and I am simply relishing the fact that I …
Fire in the Head
When you sit smothered in the wool of mediocrity feeling your creativity seep away like water through the earth light a candle and speak My name “Brighid I call you Brighid I beg you Wake up what’s lost Find what’s asleep Let the fire rage deep.” I will burn the wool away give you precious …