Sacred Year

It is hard to love you now

Relationships with the gods and spirits are for many reasons. For gifts, for help, because you like them, because you share some element, some essence. Reciprocity. I give to the […]

My Quick and Dirty Imbolc Ritual

Ok, it wasn’t that dirty, but the phrase works better when I include it. It was VERY quick and I found myself mentally comparing it to a quickie in a […]

When the Magick Dies

I skipped Beltane advent. I didn’t want to. I just did. I forgot about it until the first week of it had passed, and then I forgot again, and again, […]

Purple crocuses bloom in a sunny field.

My Imbolc ritual wasn’t a full ritual, not like I did Loafmass last year. Hopefully at some point I’ll get it figured out enough to actually do rituals for the […]

Advents and Anniversaries

I just realized recently that this January is my 7th anniversary of beginning to keep the flame for Brighid and starting up a true devotional relationship with her, as it’s […]

A man dressed up as Santa Claus, surrounded by Christmas lights.

(Note: This post was meant to go up much earlier than the beginning of February, but I spent most of January being pretty sick. My apologies! –M)  It was very […]

A shrine to the gods Brighid, the Morrigan, and Manannan, with lit candles and offerings placed upon them. The shrine is covered in myriad holy items, with places for offerings to go and various representations of the gods.

Loafmass is supposed to be on August 2nd, making it parallel with Imbolc. Instead of focusing on any one of the Three, it’s a holiday for all of them. Loafmass […]

Half a Deipnon

I decided to attempt to celebrate Hekate’s Deipnon on the 3rd/4th of this month, based on Deipnon described in this post on Patheos (with some alterations, of course). There are […]

Fleeing Father's Day

Father’s day is hard for me. I’ve been trying to reclaim it in Manannan’s name, as He is my Father now. Since I cut my bio-sire out of my life […]

A candle, lit, in a lantern is in the background. In the foreground, matches are arranged to make the shape of a house.

Happy Imbolc, or Lughnasdh/Lammas if you’re in the Southern Hemisphere! I finished up Imbolc Advent last night before I went to sleep (so, 10:30am), and tonight I’ve got a few […]

The moon, waxing gibbous, surrounded by clouds.

2015 was a kind of crazy year for me. WordPress was kind enough to do the 2015 blogging report for this blog, because I have Jetpack enabled, and I found […]

30 Days of Paganism: Holidays

This post is written from the perspective of someone who has lived in the Northern Hemisphere their entire life, and as such refers to the holidays accordingly.  Building my religious […]

I had a bit of an epiphany the other day. May Day is a day of political upheaval; of revolution; of fighting against oppression. No wonder the Morrigan was so […]

Happy Imbolc

Today is Imbolc! I was going to write a ritual for today, but I ended up not. At this point it’ll be rushed and not that good, so instead I’m […]

Tonight I’ll be heading to a huge annual Yule party held by friends of mine. There will be a turkey dinner, various other foods, some booze, carousing, Rock Band and karaoke, me being antisocial on my computer from time to time as I pop in on TC’s Up All Night revels in chat (well, ok, social, but not in meatspace), and a vigil for the sunrise.

Not sure if I’ll be actually participating in the vigil, as I’m coming down with a cold or flu or something and may choose to sleep instead. But there shall be a vigil. Someone else will make sure the sun rises again, at least.

If you celebrate solstice or Yule, I hope it is bright, blessed, and filled with good food, good friends, and good times. 

-Morag 0

I have been making apple crisp today. Today I stood in the kitchen and swilled vodka and worked through the pain; I mixed brown sugar and flour and butter; I […]

Let’s face it, I was never going to write about mandrakes. What the heck do I know about them? Nothing, that’s what. So, Mabon. IE, the Autumn Equinox, according to […]

There are people who, when they find out Santa isn’t real, feel betrayed. That…doesn’t compute for me. I mean, I respect that in some cases there’s trauma there, of course. […]

I got home from Pirates and Faeries late Monday evening. I’m still in recovery mode. I also talked about my Cill shift over the weekend at Milk, Honey, and Fire, […]