I’ve been looking into getting back into the local pagan community lately, to find a group of like-minded people whom I can call kindred. Firstly, I looked for trad witches, then I looked for green witches/herbal sorcerers/plant shamans and poisoners, then I settled on something broad and even more personal for me; LGBTQ pagan groups, people I can talk to about how sexuality and romance are so intrinsic to my interests as a practitioner. I encounter a lot of different sexualities both at my workplace (a college) and in the pagan community. Pansexuality is commonplace in the online pagan community it seems; perhaps it’s because pagans tend to be “other”, they tend to be viewed as outsiders and thus there is a myth of general and genuine acceptance for all walks of life, or so I thought.
Author Archives: Via Hedera
Summer Rain
As summer wanes and my favorite local herbs begin to fade, I take to to my work while there is still sun to be had and charms to be made. I bless my philters in the …
Unearthed.
The Puget Sound has an spirit about it that can be aptly described as ancient. When I dig my claws into the river’s edge where the pale, cool earth there betrays the secrets of the natural grey clay I feel as though I’m pushing through layers of the physical into the spiritual, a membrane being plied apart so that I may touch my idea of “god”, which is of course, …
Your OWN Faith.
In the midst of the great political upheavals and civil rights wins, I find myself depressed by the state of religiosity in my country. As hatred and ignorance is screamed from news channel to news channel, as those in charge make asses of themselves by equating their beliefs with facts, those of us who are sane AND spiritual are shaking our collective heads in disgust at the zealousness of it all. Of all my damn pet peeves, the biggest has got to be …
So Give Me Coffee and TV
It’s been a while…
The land is all warmed up again. Seattle is booming with new life, the lush green that makes our city the “Emerald City” has come back in force and the air smells like lilacs,(…)
With a little wormwood in my wine…
A sunny weekend can be hard to find up here in the Pacific Northwest, Seattle is starved for sunshine and soaked to the bone and so the days where a cloud can’t be seen is a goddess-send and it seems like the whole of Western Washington comes Downtown to explore(…)
Waking Up
I’m finally shaking out of my winter cocoon I’ve been wrapped up in commissions for months now and I’m looking forward to a break. Hyacinth and blue bells have begun to spring up along the roadside, new bright pink blooms have appeared on the camellia trees in West Seattle and the Andromeda’s a already heavy with my favorite fragrance. I didn’t wake the land up the way I did other years, this year …
The Idolator and Three Poison Spirits
While I’m so happy to have finally finished these idols after a month and a half of work, I’m always sad and sorry to see them go. I only ever take commissions of things I like to create, preferably feminine, flowery, lovely gods and spirits, so it’s always a little sad to see work I’d selfishly rather keep go to their true owners. I’ve been …
Idolatry
I’ve been slaving away over my statuary. I’m happy that I’ve gotten so many commission requests, I can already feel the challenge in the atmosphere. When I had completed (…)
Hag Snow
The Hag dances over the land, frost and snow and hail are falling and it’s too cold to venture to my forest. I hang every manner of charm, talisman,amulet and general anathema around the witch-wreath- a haggard old grapevine wreath that become the graveyard of charms and amulets meant to burn in the fires of Imbolc when I purge the home and welcome the blessed Bride; exalted and holy. She guards this wreath in the wintertime-it is a tomb for the shells and vessels that have held spirit and shade alike, and she consecrates the remains, unwind and unmake, bend and brake.