So this is a thing that happened…
Christian Day, a pagan writer and store owner, sent me this love letter after outing my account name on Facebook. Like many people who have an alias on facebook, I have a rather good reason for doing so. (I have a Meatspace stalker, who use to mail me bits of dead things, and threaten my children, because he wanted me to bear only HIS children. It was a living nightmare that I lived for over six months.) Alas… I was not very happy with Mr. Day for this, and told him so.
This screenshot shows his response.
You are not misreading that. He actually said “…if he rapes you, please call out my name while he does.”
Facebook has been less than helpful during all this… As a matter of fact, they have sided with HIM, yanking my post with this screenshot on it, and putting my account on a 24 hour hold for “Harassment.” of Mr. Day.
I have… No real game plan at this point, other than not allowing this to go unseen by the many Pagans on the web. I have had such an outpouring of support from my friends and the general pagan community on facebook that it honestly made me cry. On another note, I have had to un-relax, knowing my stalker is still out there and can find me now. But, I will not back down. This shit IS NOT OK for our so called “Pagan Leaders” to do.
Rock on my Beauties… Pass this along if you wish, repost it everywhere, and let us not allow this “Man” to have a moment peace until he answers for what he has done.
Because I want to follow you.
I am also 28.
30 somthing and counting!
Does 26 count as ‘late 20’s,’ or is that still ‘mid?’ I’ll be 27 in November.
-stare- You already follow me.
I’ve lost myself. Got caught up in the everyday bullshit and forgot to keep up with the everyday being who I am, the every day magic, and the every day sacred. It happens. It’s happened before. I think it has to happen once in a while just so that we can seek and find all over again that part of ourselves that is magical and powerful and has that shit handled. It’s necessary for growth.
This is a picture that I created for my Goddess Born page on Facebook, a place full of irreverent humor directed at Pagans and just about everyone else. The only purpose for the burning candle or anything else in the background is specifically for creating a backdrop to the message, to myself, or to anyone else who finds it helpful. It’s not a picture of an actual magical working in progress. Even so, the picture itself is a type of magic for anyone who needs to pull their head out of their ass and start taking charge of their life again. Think of it as a sigil.
Reblog if you will, reuse as you will, and you don’t have to give credit. All I ask is that you never alter it, and if you do so, do it at your own risk. The original will always exist, here, on my computer, and in the spirit realm.
Everything has a spirit. Everything.
Peace out, witches.
As a gardener and a witch, I would like to suggest to folks a path to knowledge in depth about witchcraft that does not require joining any groups or being initiated or paying any fees or even learning another language. :) Not a human one, anyhow. Choose one plant, something that grows in your climate without a great amount of difficulty. Learn its lore by researching it in books, articles, history. Watch how it grows. Harvest its parts and make them into things for magic. Spend time with it and be open to its spirit, ready to listen if it wants to speak directly but willing to accept if it wants to communicate obliquely, though images in dreams, for instance. Do this for at least three years, so you can see it in its cycle. I can guarantee you will learn more about magic from that one single plant than from all the websites, forums, books, groups, classes taught by individuals claiming mastery of this, that, and the other secret thing. That knowledge will be yours, rock solid, tested in the concrete and magical worlds. And it will lead you down many other paths to bodies of knowledge now not apparent. — The Alchemist’s Garden: “On Not Knowing Everything” (via graveyarddirt)
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I just need a waterfall. That is all.
Secular Witch: Semi-Casual Curse Against Rude Customers -
For all you witches out there who work in customer service and have to deal with rude-ass motherfuckers, this is a curse for you.
Because shouldn’t have to just bite your tongue and let some horrible dickface walk off and get away with ruining your day.
You can chant…
to find later
78 Nights of Tarot: How I Cleanse My Tarot Cards -
I use this method at least 4 times a year, once on each of the equinoxes/solstices. How often you cleanse your cards depends on how often you use them.
Cleansing your deck may not only be to release clotted energy, but to reinvigorate what energy was being misdirected.
- Clean the…
Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you’ve felt that way. — Charles Bukowski (via staygoulden)
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History repeats itself with the Sulu/Kirk aka Takei/Shatner rivalry, continuing with Cho/Pines. Beautiful.
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When asking the powers that be to take you on a ride, strap yourself in and don’t complain about the outcome. You asked for it.
I’m about to embark on my second divorce. This man has my pity, and my forgiveness, but no more of my energy goes to this relationship. I gave him every chance in the world and was a VERY good wife. (I wasn’t such a great wife in my first marriage, I was barely an adult!) With no exageration, if there were medals for forgiveness, and compassion, and self-sacrifice, and support, I would get one, hands down.. I worked hard to keep us together. I bought us three more years and a child (my second and last). I will go no further, no more martyrdom, because it takes two working in a relationship to make it work.
My heart heals. My children will be better off. And the ride will be worth it.