Blessings Darlings – it’s time for a Book Review!
I must have bought J. H. Brennan’s “Magick for Beginners” a decade ago. I don’t recall WHY I bought it, I suppose it’s because I know that Brennan did at least one book with Dolores(…)
Inducing Sleep
Blessings Darlings!
Among the many and varied things I’ve taken on lately, I’m finally getting around to something I should have done decades ago – programming myself to fall asleep on cue. I often have issues with insomnia (both type(…)
A Prayer for the Dying
Death is always difficult for the living to come to terms with, although it is said that to die to this world is to be born into the Otherworld. One thing we, as modern pagans, need more of are prayers for the dying, to help the soul move on and to comfort the living left behind. This is a blessing from the Carmina Gadelica to be said at death. I have modernized it and made it more pagan….
Be Who You Are
Be who you are. It’s been a refrain moving through my head all damn day. Like an earworm you can’t unplug, the sound keeps getting louder and louder. Nice thought. Unless one has no fucking clue just exactly who that is. I have a basic idea of(…)
Tumbled Dreams: March 09 – 15, 2013
What are “Tumbled Dreams”? These are the posts I made to my tumblr during the week because I felt they did not warrant a separate post on this blog. However, these “interstitials” often explain some of the backstory to the larger dream posts. For those readers that only read Three Different Ways, they may help explain some of the characters and sudden changes in plot and direction.
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Cycles….
Blessings Darlings!
So, I’m slowly getting better. But now the Chubby Hubby is ill. At least it got him after we made some progress on consulting projects in the business, and we have enough money to get thru’ the the next month. (…)
Extra Meditation
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One of the things about being sick is that, having cut out as much physical activity as I could from my life (the better to rest and heal – being unable to breathe is exhausting!), I have more time to meditate. So(…)
A Test Of Iron
The runed exterior of the forge glowed dangerously bright. My tongs were softening in my grip. Even as the heat-loving trollkona (temperature extremes was where I felt comfortable as a trollkona), I was having difficulty remaining in the smithy. But I continued with the task. I reasoned what tools failed in the heat were no loss, and what tools survived the heat were tempered. Sometimes you don’t know what you have until tested.
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Exercise While Sick
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I’m not over the pneumonia yet, not by a long shot. But I’m breathing much more easily.
So I started back with light exercise today. Upper body weights, using the shoulder/arm muscles I keep getting(…)
Reflections, reflections, what do we see?
“Mirrors are perpetually deceitful. They lie and steal your true self. They reveal only what your mind believes it sees” ― Dee Remy, There Once Was A Boy I think it it’s the one looking into the mirror that is deceitful actually. Mirrors are(…)