Morrigan

So much of religion or faith is ineffable, or experiential, that when people ask me to explain something, or when I feel like I want to write a post about […]

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 […]

I’m not where I’m supposed to be this weekend. It’s Easter, which normally means Spring Mysteries Fest. However, I didn’t have the funds to attend this year. So I am […]

Part of our TCBP topic for February is Self-Love, so I’m attempting to write about it. It’s hard. I’m finding it as hard as loving myself, honestly, and I find […]

Because I need a new blogging project, obviously, when I haven’t even completed 30 Days of Paganism. Actually, I think it can work. I’ll obviously continue to do my 30 […]

I did my ritual this morning, right after I woke up, like I said I’d try to do last week. It worked much better — put me in a better […]

Yesterday was basically a lost day, so I didn’t get a chance to type up anything about the ritual I did on Wednesday. (I was super super tired yesterday. I’m […]

Weekly Ritual, January 9th

Super-creative post title, I know. Sat down and did my ritual a few minutes ago. I was in excruciating tooth pain for most of the afternoon and unable to function. […]

There is no such thing as a square god

This post is in response to something Star Foster wrote recently, which frankly is full of vicim-blamey, ableist, classist nonsense. But don’t let me tell you what to think! Read […]

I’m not Kemetic, but I’m participating in Opet this year via the Emboatening Crew on Kiva. Sort of? Basically a bunch of Kemetic friends mark Opet by charitable giving; they […]

unbreakable

Note: I did write this poem in the shower, a day or so after having a Daddy Issues Movie-Marathon that included Hook. I light candles before I step Into the […]

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 […]

Reclaiming Bodily Sovereignty

Between the ages of 19 and 21 I was in my first ever relationship, shortly after having sex for the first time ever (and kissing someone in that way for […]

I winged the ritual. It actually turned out better that way. I was in no state earlier today to write anything coherent or useful — I’d been up all night. […]