On hexing, Nazis, and rape
[Content Warning for basically everything.] This post needs some background. First bit of background: I am a descendant of people who survived Nazi Europe. My Oma, a nurse in a […]
doing what’s necessary
The Morrigan Chose Me…and I chose Her right back
There’s this idea in neo-Pagan or polytheist circles that the gods choose us, we don’t choose them. Sometimes that’s correct — sometimes, yes, the gods do search us out without […]
Motivation (or, How I Need to Trick Myself to Get Shit Done)
I’m trying to find ways to motivate myself right now. It’s not easy. I’ve been stuck in a depressive funk for a while and I’m not sure why. Even on […]
Shrine to Hestia, March 17th
I’ve started an actual daily practice: lighting candles and giving coffee or tea (whatever my morning beverage is) to Hestia (who receives the first offering every day, traditionally, and the […]
Poison in the Bones
It took me a year, but I finally followed through on scrubbing the poison from my bones. It happened at Greaters, which I can’t tell you the details of, but […]
Going the Distance
Proper posture hurts. When I align my spine correctly, I have to brace myself against a wall with my hands. My breathing comes short and I get dizzy. Sweat breaks […]
A Call from Brighid & Morrigan: Justice for Savita
My entire path is about activism. I’d be lying if I said otherwise. Morrigan and Brighid want me to do Their work, and They want it done everyday. They want […]
When you have wounds on the astral body….
This post is more rambling and looking for answers than a solid, coherent piece of writing. Also I talk about maggots and worms and crap (not actual crap; crap used […]
Let Go and Let the Gods
My old church had a saying: “Let go, and let God.” Even though I was pagan while attending said church, I always loved that saying, and tried to apply it […]
Cleaning the Storm Windows
That’s not a metaphor, strictly speaking. I did actually spend the greater part of yesterday and some of Saturday cleaning storm windows in my mother’s house. But I think it […]
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 […]
Being Brutally Honest
I made a commitment to myself at some point this year. Not a new year’s resolution, because I don’t believe in those and it’s a stupid time to make resolutions, […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
June 3rd–4th Flamekeeping Shift: report
I didn’t sleep for this shift. At all. I had a migraine on the 3rd, and I went back to bed at 4:30 pm (after waking up at 2:30pm) and […]
Mayday. M’aidez. HELP. Oil in the water. Oil in the marsh. SOS. EVERYTHING IS GOING TO DIE. (via The Ladies’ Guide to the Apocalypse)
I just got home from Point-Aux-Chenes again. I’ve been there four days now, tagging along for various things. This video below is one of them. Which is huge f-in news […]
Doing what’s necessary
In my post about activism and the path of the Warrior, I said that to be a Warrior means to realize that something needs to be done, and then going […]