I won a lovely blog award! (Why, I’m not sure. But I did!)

SatSekhem gave this to me, with a very sweet note. I blushed. A lot. Rules 1. You must thank the person in your blog entry that awarded you the award. (Done!) 2. You have to list seven things that make you happy. (See below.) 3. You then tag seven blogs that you think qualify for …

Candles (and my ridiculous obsession with them)

For this week’s PBP entry, I’m going to talk about candles. I’m obsessed with candles. Seriously. Take me into a store that’s having a sale on candles and just try and stop me from buying them, why don’t you. (You will be injured. Fair warning.) Actually, I think that’s one of the main reasons I …

When Morrigan first Thwapped me, She told me that She’d chosen me before I was even born, but didn’t reveal Herself until that point. I got angry. Not only had my childhood been terrible, but the rest of my life hadn’t been a picnic either. Not to mention, I’d been following Pagan paths for a …

The issue with daily offerings/a consistent worship schedule

As I mentioned earlier today, I’m out with a spine injury right now. This means I’m not even at home, where all my things are, and am stuck convalescing (I have no idea if I spelled that right) in an apartment building that constantly smells of soup. (Ah, mature living. I cannot wait for that …

Cunctatitis (or, the disease of procrastination)

I had a real struggle with this week’s Pagan Blog Project. I could not, for the life of me, think of anything that started with a C. All I could think about was procrastination, my constant companion throughout my spiritual life. Enter my super-nerdy boyfriend, informing me there IS a word that starts with C …

Bees, Beeswax, and Brighid

A while ago I was at the farmer’s market in Powell River and I decided to buy something from the bee man. There were many awesome things, but eventually I decided on a block of beeswax. I had no idea what I’d use it for, though I was vaguely thinking of it as a sewing …

Heilig Avondmaal 2011: bringing the dead home

Note: this post was originally posted at my old pagan-tumblr. I moved it here in the interest of keeping all my things together, and also because the links to a lot of the pictures on the original post broke. At the bottom of the post I added a bunch of extra pictures I didn’t share …

Turning the Heel: A Rite of Passage

My Oma, Egbertine, was the eldest of seven children. She was born during The Great War, in 1917. By 1924, her mother Jantje (I’m named after her) relied heavily on Tine to take care of her siblings. She was seven years old when she had to assume the role of secondary mother. They lived in …

Of Spider Bites and Snake Trails

So, things: yes, Reclaiming and Feri are going to give me help in my path of Primal Witchcraft, but that’s not where it begins for me. It begins with spider bites and snake trails, or needed animal medicine. For a while now I’ve felt Spider trying to get my attention; a week or so ago …