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 …
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I am angry. (Trigger Warning)
Trigger Warning: rape. I am a bee head-butting the aggressor; a snake poised to strike; a cat with its ruff all up, pupils gone large, claws extended. I was just upset. Upset as in sort of sad, sort of disappointed. I was just that, just that lower amount of emotion, that lower energy output of …
Fear + Action
Fear is under my skin like St. Anthony’s Fire –Onion Girl, Holly Cole I mentioned previously that I live in fear of being alone all the time. This is true. It’s also true that I live in fear of many other things. Fear saturates my life. This is not necessarily a bad thing. While it …
Faith in Fallow Times
I’m a week late on this PBP post. I could give you a rousing round of excuses, but it’s kind of pointless. Life happens, and I’m sure y’all don’t begrudge me the week of silence. I’m in a fallow time currently. It’s a fallow time of my own making; the mundane world is overshadowing the …
Depression, and how The Doctor helps me fight it
I might be clothed in sin But I’m more than the sum of the scars upon my skin I am more than the hurt of the words within my head I am more than the size of the colours in my mind I am more than the screams of the shadows in my dreams I …
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Arachne and Her Children
Since choosing a name, one that literally means I’m becoming the spider, I discovered some new music (really the wrong word, there — the music existed before, so it’s not new; just new to me). Specifically an UK band, and I can send my thanks out to Ms. Dirty for posting a song of theirs …
Experiences with Devotional Dance
A while back I purchased T. Thorn Coyle‘s Devotional Dance DVD so I could start working through Evolutionary Witchcraft and actually know what the heck I was doing. (I can’t learn dance moves from a book. I just can’t.) It arrived right before I left for Orlando, so I promised myself I’d start with dancing …
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 …
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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 …
Dedication to Brighid: ritual debrief
I do a few things quite well. One is writing. I’m a good writer. I also make really excellent hashbrowns. And I do a good ritual (with some — ok, half, but with edits — of the parts borrowed from this one here). I was distracted and scattered before the ritual. I wasn’t paying attention, …