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 …
Category Archives: State of Grace
The Beautiful Lady doesn’t pull any punches when she’s teaching you a lesson
I don’t blog much about using entheogens in my practice, but it is something that I’ve been doing more of recently. Specifically, flying ointments. I own three jars of different flying ointments, all made by Sarah Lawless (The Witch of Forest Grove) and sold at her store, the Poisoner’s Apothecary. I’ve used the Witches’ Ointment …
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Prayers for Peace: Hiroshima and Nagasaki Lantern Ceremony
Yesterday, August 6th, was the 67th anniversary of the Hiroshima bombing. (August 9th will be the anniversary of Nagasaki.) It’s become traditional in various places to hold a lantern ceremony, where paper lanterns are let go on the water as a prayer for peace and the end of nuclear weaponry. I’ve been in Powell River …
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Expelling the Venom
A lesson I have yet to learn: other people’s advice is never as good as my own intuition. On Saturday night I went with some friends to their belated Full Moon ritual. They’re just starting their ATC practice, so it was the first time they were doing an ATC Full Moon ritual. It was pretty …
The Key
I wear a key around my neck. It rests on a chain next to a silver and gold (or gold and white gold; can’t tell) snake pendant and a gold ring with a small sapphire in it (that has never fit me, so on my necklace it stays). The key itself is silver colored, and …
State of Grace: Friday Fire Hazard
Today I lit candles for various reasons. One of them was Aphrodite’s candle, because it’s Friday. Her altar is on one of the lower bookshelves. I then left the house, forgetting about the candles. Came home to a blackened spot on the underside of the shelf above Her altar. Could have been a lot worse. …
The Beginning
That’s a good place to start, right? I’m Morag. I’m a Pagan whose path has been ever-evolving for a while now. That’s why I’ve held off on having a “Pagan blog”. I have a blog, I have a writing blog, I have ten million blogs — but not a specifically Pagan one. Tonight I finally …