I looked for the reason I came, but I didn’t see the woman I’m supposed to rescue. Dammit. I have to get inside the compound then. I have to attract the attention of the woman’s helpers, but without attracting the attention from the Madame herself.
Let’s see, what could a woman do in the deep South that wouldn’t be out of place at a Vodun style of ceremony?
Fall the fuck out, that’s what.
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I smile as I see the buttercups in the yard waving their perfect blooms as if spring is already here. The warmth as of late belies the fact that the calendar says there are several more weeks until it’s official. It’s one of my favorite seasons..all(…)
“Madam Ravenfeather, two guests wish an audience with you, should you be so inclined.” Jill’s voice was completely emotionless, nearly devoid of inflection. I had to hold a sip of coffee in my mouth to keep my own tongue.
When she did not turn to gesture towards the guests I scanned the floor. Near the front, two tables away from the door, were a pair of women watching me with the same intensity as Jill’s formality. The café is in a more tolerant portion of the City, to see a mix of ethnicities and religious displays in public was the norm. (As long as you were human.) So to see the women in head to toe covering was not unusual. I glanced at them coming in, noted the jeweled head scarf and jeweled veil, and thought nothing of it. But now they were looking straight at me.
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“When the going gets tough, the tough channel Boudicca” – T-shirt wisdom If you ask me who my favorite historic person is, or which one person in history I’d like to meet, I would answer Boudicca. Ever since I first heard her story(…)
They aren’t demons, they’re djinn. The corrected story can be found at “A Djinn Or Two“.
I’ve had the blog on a bit of a hiatus as I’ve been dealing with some intense personal issues. The experiences themselves ranged from awe inspiring to terrifying and I’ve debated for the last week about how much to talk about here – in the end(…)
Blessings Darlings!
We use our toaster oven a heck of a lot. Altho’ it is not at all insulated, we figure that by heating the smaller space for small baking jobs we save energy and money.
No, I’ve not measured the electric(…)
Blessings, Darlings!
I mentioned “mud season” in last week’s Imbolc post. For those of you with lawns rather than pasture areas, let me explain this a bit. Mud is what you get when you combine pastures with animals (especially(…)
I’ve been to Greece. The clear blue of the Aegean brought home to me this was the home of the gods. The birthplace of the Olympics. You could feel their presence as if they still walked the streets. Such is the feeling I get as I now sit by a long(…)
Blessings Darlings!
Being as I’m even more of a hermit than my friend Suz is, I don’t get out much. But today I found myself driving off to the Big City on business, and I ran smack dab into Imbolg.
At first(…)