Doctor Fluffbun, or How I Learned To Stop Worrying and Love Being a Fascist Meanie Poo Poo Head

I used to be a fluffbunny. I was; I was Doctor Fluffbun, PhD in FluffyBunniness. I fully admit that I used to cling to wilful ignorance; I used to refuse to learn anything real, because it hurt my feelings to have my beliefs challenged. It’s not a comfortable thing to admit to. It’s not enjoyable …

The Looooorrreeeeeee (or, how there’s no goddamn dichotomy between pop-culture paganism and people who are ~*~serious~*~ about religion)

Fair warning: this post contains quite a bit more swearing than I usually let rip on this blog. Also, one animated gif, at the end. Ok, seriously guys. Can we stop? Can we please just fucking stop? There is no dichotomy between people who utilize pop culture philosophies, ideas, characters into their religion and people …

Pagan Pride Recap (probably)

I mean, not probably anymore; it really is a Pagan Pride Day recap now. I’m just harkening (harking?) back to the Going Full Ravenclaw post I made a few days ago. So, ok. Short answer: I’ve had better days. I’ve had a lot of better days. Long answer: the day was a combination of good …

Entheogens

Yeah, so, I use entheogens. If you ask some people, this makes me a bad, bad person. Seriously. There are people who believe that anyone who ever does any alcohol or drugs or any sort of mind-altering substance at all is contributing to the downfall of our society; we are the moral decay at the …

Going Full Ravenclaw, part 3

I am obviously way behind on all of this, but I want to see if I can actually finish planning all the posts and perhaps writing some of them? Or, at the very least, planning them and then writing something completely different. I’ve already written a different D post from what I originally planned (Doors); …

Calendars

I love calendars. About as much as I love figuring out relationships. I guess they’re sort of the same thing. When I was a kid I was obsessed with how people were related. I read all I could about our family tree, researching our genealogy as much as I could. I was also obsessed with …

Dealing with Disapproving Ancestors

When I first moved into this apartment — the apartment that belonged to my Oma for 20 years — I tried to keep a spiritual/religious/witchcraft life going. It wasn’t easy. It never felt right, and it seemed that no matter what I did spiritually or religiously, I never got centred. Not to mention, a ton …

Hallowing: A (Short) Guide to Making Sacred

The idea of hallowing something, or making it sacred, is an interesting one to me. On the one hand, I believe that everything is already sacred — the sacred is in the profane, the mystic in the mundane. On the other hand, I definitely think it’s possible to make something sacred. And somehow these two …

Honoring Hestia

I want to honor Hestia. The best ways to do this, She told me, were to keep my house clean and tidy, and to be hospitible to guests. Cleanliness and hospitality. She doesn’t ask for perfection; She doesn’t expect it from mortals. But She does ask for an honest, consistent, effort. Keeping the house clean …