tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59066741162900513962024-03-13T00:34:03.985-07:00I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a WitchI'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.comBlogger59125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-78055807050909122102013-06-05T06:45:00.001-07:002013-06-05T06:45:51.909-07:00BlipMy how time flies! Do people still read blogs? I'm posting anyway ......<br />
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I was reminded recently (on a trip to my local "new agey" shop) that if one asks for the womens studies section she gets directed to Wicca .... seriously .... come outta that cave lady! I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-14777618963165940692011-12-22T06:32:00.000-08:002011-12-22T06:32:40.580-08:00WELCOME YULE!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z69or3dQ4Mo/TvM_Ujbv5TI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bDLy2RZTLkQ/s1600/yule-tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z69or3dQ4Mo/TvM_Ujbv5TI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bDLy2RZTLkQ/s320/yule-tree.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br />
<strong>The Shortest Day</strong> by <em>Susan Cooper </em><br />
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So the shortest day came, and the year died,<br />
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world<br />
Came people singing, dancing,<br />
To drive the dark away.<br />
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They lighted candles in the winter trees;<br />
They hung their homes with evergreen;<br />
They burned beseeching fires all night long<br />
To keep the year alive,<br />
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And when the new year's sunshine blazed awake<br />
They shouted, reveling.<br />
Through all the frosty ages you can hear them<br />
Echoing behind us - Listen!!<br />
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All the long echoes sing the same delight,<br />
This shortest day,<br />
As promise wakens in the sleeping land:<br />
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They carol, fest, give thanks,<br />
And dearly love their friends,<br />
And hope for peace.<br />
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And so do we, here, now,<br />
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This year and every year.<br />
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Welcome Yule!!I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-16874065614654804052011-10-22T07:53:00.000-07:002011-10-22T07:53:08.583-07:00BOO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqXc4x1o1UOFiwf9XZJhpCkjrLlVy_u7-DuQuHInITdl5yhLMBtHrHIXSUiBqle-PdCTwl73bdFfG7xEiUa6OstSFyzt8U6Ua9lxQGdxmDmXACi3ZlAYdn64Y-YHMwJkXJTl5Vq0VZDrk/s1600/vintagehalloween.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" rda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqXc4x1o1UOFiwf9XZJhpCkjrLlVy_u7-DuQuHInITdl5yhLMBtHrHIXSUiBqle-PdCTwl73bdFfG7xEiUa6OstSFyzt8U6Ua9lxQGdxmDmXACi3ZlAYdn64Y-YHMwJkXJTl5Vq0VZDrk/s1600/vintagehalloween.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<div align="center">Wishing you all an abundant Harvest!</div><div align="center">May your pantry shelves be bursting with healthy foods,</div><div align="center">your apothecary fully stocked with healing plants and herbs.</div>I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-64362120922797128582011-08-17T09:14:00.000-07:002011-08-17T09:14:29.668-07:00FOR TODAY, I COULDN'T HAVE SAID IT BETTER<br />
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Hello & Greetings,<br />
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I'm so busy in the gardens and the weeds. The sun shines for days on end. I've come indoors to share something I stumbled across while seeking new books for my new kindle.<br />
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This book review just said the right things at the right time and for a moment I felt not so alone in my everyday world.<br />
Read on and see what you think ..... <em>the italics are my own emphasis ....</em><br />
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5.0 out of 5 stars From one Wise Women to Another, April 28, 2011 <br />
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By C. R. Brackett "zenwired" (NY United States) - See all my reviews<br />
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(REAL NAME) This review is from: THE PRIMITIVE WITCH'S HANDBOOK THE ESSENTIAL GUIDE FOR THE PRIMITIVE/COUNTRY WITCH IN A MODERN WORLD... (Kindle Edition) <br />
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I applaud the author for her truthfulness, wisdom, and very useful hints, tricks, and recipes. Having over 38 years experience in practical witchcraft, paganism, the occult whatever it is you wish to call it, I have to say she is spot on. I too am a multi-generational wise women, practitioner of the old ways having learned everything via handed down teachings, and not to attack any one group but, my teachings were not created in the 1930's by someone wanting fame and profit. You can all say what you like with regards to her opinions in her book, but unless you have the background and knowledge to back up your position you haven't earned the right. <em>Spouting "witchcraft" dogma is no different than following any other mainstream religion. </em><br />
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Andrea spoke oh to well when she said in her book <em>"We practice with total impunity. If we wanted rules and regulations shoved down our throats or handed some man-made Law of Three, we'd attend conventional Christian church or simply conform and the true Witch does neither.</em> A Witch does what she wants, when she wants and answers to no one...but herself." <br />
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<em>Remember this when you are struggling with a spell or ritual because you can't remember the proper colours, ingredients, or words.</em> <em>"A Witch does what she wants, when she wants and answers to no one...but herself." </em><br />
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Another irksome thing she pointed out was the <em>whole stupid initiation degrees and levels we find in paganism today.</em> She says <em>"Anyone who claims there are levels to Witchcraft; in fact that there are levels to anything in following the paths our ancestors did, is spreading misinformation plain and simple. Being on the path of the ancients is not like school...you don't graduate, you don't get a diploma when you have attained status, "all high" and no one, I repeat no one has a right to give classes on how to be anything or how to do anything, if they teach as if they are "divine" and you should follow their lead. There is no such thing as "Do it this way or you're wrong."" </em><br />
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<em>Magic is a life long journey</em> and ANYONE claiming to be mother crone, queen witch or whatever has serious insecurity issues. I have known practitioners with 10 or more years experience that do not have the first clue about what true magic is. Magic is not about love and light and hug everyone elst the goddess will come down and punish you.. Real magic doesn't work that way. <em>All magic is grey and to think otherwise is foolish. </em><br />
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Another point Andrea makes in her book is that<em> magical names are silly</em>.. "False: My name is Lady Tiger Moon of the 5th House of the Flying Corpses. I was given this name by all high Druid Aspar on The Cusp of the New Light in the House of Rogue Standing. Fact: Role playing anyone? <em>Witchcraft is NOT role-playing</em>. Did it myself - role playing games - for about 24 years and loved it, but knew the difference between it and my practicings! The ridiculous and downright silly names people ordain themselves have no place in ancient learning...PERIOD! What is wrong with your real name? Are you ashamed to be who you are? Part of following the path of the elders is to be free... When you give yourself a ridiculous name you are role-playing and fantasy has no place in our world." <br />
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Witchcraft isn't a game, it's not Hollywood, It is not a form of escapism. It is a life path chosen to be part of our every day lives. It is a journey not a joke. If your life is that miserable that you have to pretend to be someone else, maybe you need to re-examine how you are living your life and utilising the magic all around you. Creating a magical name for yourself is just another way to self delude instead of becoming fully aware of who you are in reality. <br />
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In the end it's your life, your choice, but just remember there are those of us who have not received our teachings from a cookie cutter religious book. I say this with regards to ALL religious books who want you to follow their dogma. There is no right or wrong way. As Andrea says "It's your path...do things your way!" <br />
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I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-62236292242394497962011-07-09T14:45:00.000-07:002011-07-09T14:45:09.977-07:00Moon Rituals for July<span><img alt="" border="0" height="1px" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0062501143" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1px" /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Z Budapest talks about Moon folklore and rituals for the month of July.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Grandmother Moon invites us to "look at the moon as the old ally she is."</div><br />
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Renowned feminist witch Zsuzsanna Budapest shows us how to tap into the moon's power for peace, health, and energy. With delightful wit and wisdom, she shares practical and entertaining lunar lore, from ancient moon-based rituals to lunar cycle diet tips.<br />
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Budapest reveals how, by acting in harmony with the moon, women can balance everything from their mood and weight to fertility. Here is a spirited illumination of the natural moon cycles that influence our lives.<br />
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<span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Grandmother-Moon-Lives-Spells-Goddesses-Emotions/dp/0062501143?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="Grandmother Moon: Lunar Magic in Our Lives--Spells, Rituals, Goddesses, Legends, and Emotions Unde" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=0062501143&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><img alt="" border="0" height="1px" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0062501143" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1px" /><span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Grandmother-Moon-Zsuzsanna-Budapest/dp/1460911407?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="Grandmother Moon" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=1460911407&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><img alt="" border="0" height="1px" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=1460911407" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1px" /><span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Grandmother-Time-Womans-Celebrations-Objects/dp/0062501097?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="The Grandmother of Time: A Woman's Book of Celebrations, Spells, and Sacred Objects for Every Month of the Year" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=0062501097&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><img alt="" border="0" height="1px" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0062501097" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1px" /></span></span></span>I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-46059804945497822372011-07-02T09:52:00.000-07:002011-07-06T07:09:15.043-07:00IAMANJA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoeh0iQ5Jca_uIZ9CC1fhNp1XzfcgR8gESqK_kEvHHnqc0kpM55Cvy7ftgNGIYvqLmOl1-k7-65e9g7NGAElcnObnr6hQajaEo5-ptsxTspwAo2DkGhqIvX8Bby22sylPjOGrJzaPgNA3d/s1600/iamanja.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoeh0iQ5Jca_uIZ9CC1fhNp1XzfcgR8gESqK_kEvHHnqc0kpM55Cvy7ftgNGIYvqLmOl1-k7-65e9g7NGAElcnObnr6hQajaEo5-ptsxTspwAo2DkGhqIvX8Bby22sylPjOGrJzaPgNA3d/s1600/iamanja.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div align="center"><em>Ancient Mirrors of Womanhood, Merlin Stone</em></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Your holy spirit floats</div><div style="text-align: left;">along the cresting waves of water,</div><div style="text-align: left;">as we walk out upon the sands,</div><div style="text-align: left;">night time closing on the longest day of the year, </div><div style="text-align: left;">and join together in small circles</div><div style="text-align: left;">around the sacred boats</div><div style="text-align: left;">that we shall send you,</div><div style="text-align: left;">each whispering our prayers to a flower</div><div style="text-align: left;">that we lay upon the boat,</div><div style="text-align: left;">for Iamanja, Holy Queen Sea.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Flames set to floating campfire logs</div><div style="text-align: left;">flicker on the mounting flowers,</div><div style="text-align: left;">as our boats of prayers are set afloat</div><div style="text-align: left;">upon the edges of your being,</div><div style="text-align: left;">your gently caressing waves</div><div style="text-align: left;">washing about our bared legs,</div><div style="text-align: left;">cleansing away our sadness and our troubles,</div><div style="text-align: left;">bathing away any wrongs that we have done,</div><div style="text-align: left;">and as we watch the sparks of dancing light</div><div style="text-align: left;">dimming in the growing distance,</div><div style="text-align: left;">we know that you are waiting</div><div style="text-align: left;">for the messages we send,</div><div style="text-align: left;">Iamanja, Holy Queen Sea.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Fire reflections in your gently rocking darkness,</div><div style="text-align: left;">light above, so light below,</div><div style="text-align: left;">chanting chorus, keeping time</div><div style="text-align: left;">to the rhythm of your being,</div><div style="text-align: left;">I stand to one side</div><div style="text-align: left;">to watch the others</div><div style="text-align: left;">toss their last flower prayers upon the moving boats,</div><div style="text-align: left;">thinking that you have enough to do</div><div style="text-align: left;">without my adding to your work.</div><div style="text-align: left;">But just before the last boat</div><div style="text-align: left;">floats out too far for change of mind,</div><div style="text-align: left;">I too toss my flower upon the others,</div><div style="text-align: left;">with prayers for your health and long years</div><div style="text-align: left;">and that you may always be</div><div style="text-align: left;">just as we have known you,</div><div style="text-align: left;">Iamanja, Holy Queen Sea<br />
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</div><span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/When-God-Woman-Merlin-Stone/dp/015696158X?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="When God Was a Woman" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=015696158X&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><img alt="" border="0" height="1px" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=015696158X" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1px" /><span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ancient-Mirrors-Womanhood-Treasury-Goddess/dp/0807067512?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="Ancient Mirrors of Womanhood: A Treasury of Goddess and Heroine Lore from Around the World" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=0807067512&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><img alt="" border="0" height="1px" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0807067512" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1px" /></span></span>I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-15151535953791650582011-06-21T07:04:00.000-07:002011-06-21T07:04:53.563-07:00MERRY AND BLESSINGS<object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7TIbKb-pl1Q?version=3"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7TIbKb-pl1Q?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="500" height="390"></object>I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-38808734070561032052011-05-25T10:01:00.000-07:002011-05-25T10:01:52.708-07:00Buy the Book, Read It, Pass it Around!<span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Cunt-Declaration-Independence-Expanded-Updated/dp/1580050751?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="Cunt: A Declaration of Independence Expanded and Updated Second Edition" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=1580050751&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><img alt="" border="0" height="1px" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=1580050751" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1px" /></span> <br />
I read this book in my early 30's, wish it would have been around when I was a wee nymph.<br />
<br />
AND since I'm posting books that brought inspiration and positive perspective into my life I have to share with you any and all of the books by SARK.<br />
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<span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Succulent-Wild-Woman-Sark/dp/068483376X?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="Succulent Wild Woman" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=068483376X&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sarks-Journal-Play-Book-Place/dp/0890877025?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="Sark's Journal and Play!Book : A Place to Dream While Awake" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=0890877025&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><img alt="" border="0" height="1px" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0890877025" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1px" /><span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Eat-Mangoes-Naked-Pleasure-Everywhere/dp/0684859777?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="Eat Mangoes Naked: Finding Pleasure Everywhere (and dancing with the Pits)" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=0684859777&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Transformation-Soup-Healing-Splendidly-Imperfect/dp/0684859769?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="Transformation Soup: Healing for the Splendidly Imperfect" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=0684859769&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><img alt="" border="0" height="1px" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0684859769" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1px" /><span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Prosperity-Pie-Relax-About-Everything/dp/B0009Q001Y?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="Prosperity Pie : How to Relax About Money and Everything Else" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=B0009Q001Y&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Inspiration-Sandwich-Stories-Inspire-Creative/dp/0890876789?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="Inspiration Sandwich: Stories to Inspire Our Creative Freedom" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=0890876789&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><img alt="" border="0" height="1px" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0890876789" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1px" /><span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sarks-New-Creative-Companion-Spirit/dp/1587612348?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="Sark's New Creative Companion: Ways to Free Your Creative Spirit" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=1587612348&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Change-Your-Life-Without-Getting/dp/0684859300?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="Change Your Life Without Getting Out of Bed: The Ultimate Nap Book" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=0684859300&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><img alt="" border="0" height="1px" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0684859300" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1px" /><span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bodacious-Book-Succulence-Daring-Succulent/dp/B001O9CETQ?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="The Bodacious Book of Succulence: Daring to Live Your Succulent Wild LIife" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=B001O9CETQ&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><img alt="" border="0" height="1px" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=B001O9CETQ" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1px" /></span></span><img alt="" border="0" height="1px" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=1587612348" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1px" /></span></span><img alt="" border="0" height="1px" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=B0009Q001Y" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1px" /></span></span><img alt="" border="0" height="1px" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0684859777" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1px" /></span></span><img alt="" border="0" height="1px" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=068483376X" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1px" /></span>I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-85805818747698287542011-05-01T09:03:00.000-07:002011-05-01T09:03:04.116-07:00I WALK WITH THE GODDESS<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/h8Ac0hHAhf8" width="425"></iframe>I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-69341541533150577842011-04-28T15:58:00.000-07:002011-04-28T15:58:44.367-07:00Spring Cleaning<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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So I have some time alone today and felt inspired to clear out the herb cupboards and unearth my altar. I found my handmade oracle stones burried under dust, bells and incense. I clean them, ask a question and let them loose. Now, to find those instructions I wrote down in one of my journals the day I made them. More digging. How far back ago did I conjure these stones ???? and a journal pops out from the shelf and opens to a page from Sept 2010 ..... and so I share the entry with you .....<br />
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Keep your edges Sister !<br />
They're a beautiful part of who you are - <br />
those "lightworkers" have woven a deceptive web<br />
your darkness makes them uncomfortable,<br />
they're grinding and smoothing your edges down.<br />
You've replaced "Witch" with "mystic" so they<br />
can place you on the side of "good" - given<br />
you Angels & Spirit Guides to give you answers<br />
& moved your power to someone outside yourself<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
What have you taught them ?I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-47682009191573478392011-04-27T08:01:00.000-07:002011-04-27T08:01:50.103-07:00Random Acts of BeingStrange times, these are ......<br />
Out of the stagnation and frustration of mercury retrograde and into the chaos of ever-changing spring.<br />
<br />
My silence in blog world usually means I'm processing a heavy load of personal stuff - some good, some confusing, some sad. Stuff put aside that returns for deeper understanding.<br />
<br />
My Altar is inaccessible ... sharing a room with my art supplies, laundry, office storage, houseplants, store fixtures, clothing closet .... I dream of an art studio/loft ... I live in a town that has none ..... I dream of a place where women meet, a temple ....<br />
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I am again processing the strange abuses I attracted for two years of my life. Stalkers, psychos, mental illness, men who wished to own the light that shined inside of me ... or extinguish it. A dark time on the edge of crazy where you truly understand the separateness that is a woman's reality.<br />
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It rains here, and keeps raining. Rains that saturate the ground and then move it from underneath you. Rains that fill the canyons, rivers, streams, dikes and then spill over into fields, barns and homes. The slugs rule the gardens and spring greens. The birds still sing in the trees as if they see the sun beyond the heavy dark clouds. From someone's misfortune the big river brings to my shores great treasures of weathered wood for projects that need doing around the place.<br />
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I've been making things with my hands. Changing my relationship with food. Understanding what I won't do for money. Taking care of my needs first. <br />
<br />
While I'm grateful for the loved ones in my life, I really need to get away for a little while.<br />
<br />
that's enough random thoughts for now, <br />
<br />
Embracing all the dark, light and in-between ....<br />
BBI'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-67529839936905532362011-04-11T19:51:00.000-07:002011-04-11T19:51:06.030-07:00<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hfz9daageS8" title="YouTube video player" width="480"></iframe>I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-82576611986684435262011-02-27T16:00:00.000-08:002011-02-27T16:00:35.793-08:00Thank You, Merlin Stone !<span><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0807067512" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1" /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKLw_fzyouTqHH5y4KyuBudfrTCGC1f-a7fkhA9jcok1sTTfihabK3UlY_QM7IW_k2Mt8ThtbDHhdsIiGT7aedLz2HPZeTDtbdYUInjCwd5WPNkK38lrszcnsFdcsHKlElNh07T_H9rTRa/s1600/merlinstone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKLw_fzyouTqHH5y4KyuBudfrTCGC1f-a7fkhA9jcok1sTTfihabK3UlY_QM7IW_k2Mt8ThtbDHhdsIiGT7aedLz2HPZeTDtbdYUInjCwd5WPNkK38lrszcnsFdcsHKlElNh07T_H9rTRa/s1600/merlinstone.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">MERLIN STONE</span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: black; font-size: large;">Her books and words made my world a different place.</span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/When-God-Woman-Merlin-Stone/dp/015696158X?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="When God Was a Woman" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=015696158X&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=015696158X" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1" /><span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ancient-Mirrors-Womanhood-Treasury-Goddess/dp/0807067512?ie=UTF8&tag=gypsytradimpo-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="Ancient Mirrors of Womanhood: A Treasury of Goddess and Heroine Lore from Around the World" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=0807067512&tag=gypsytradimpo-20" /></a><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=gypsytradimpo-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=0807067512" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1" /></span></span>I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-20564704116793323422011-01-28T08:52:00.000-08:002011-01-28T08:52:27.515-08:00FEAST OF THE FLAMES<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzK9InVpTzXszKvHqE0XLaACvm8YySJBfJjEdjbDrz64QbWmCJUBJbVTc4ioYGVkYNAahDYcDHZXdWYGP_jwadHBp68SNKLqDxA198JochxrIeXeaDYKDFK-I2dp9sfkUwvnbTvtTR34XO/s1600/fire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzK9InVpTzXszKvHqE0XLaACvm8YySJBfJjEdjbDrz64QbWmCJUBJbVTc4ioYGVkYNAahDYcDHZXdWYGP_jwadHBp68SNKLqDxA198JochxrIeXeaDYKDFK-I2dp9sfkUwvnbTvtTR34XO/s1600/fire.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Circle of wimmin, halfway to spring</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Quickening hope, earthsoul rising</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Candlemas song to waxing light</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Bridget's fire burning bright</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Cauldron, broom, candle, wine</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Apple , Elder, Dogwood, Pine</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">New witch, old witch, spiral line</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Cirle of womyn, circle of time</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">~ Illa Suzanne</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>" If Candlemas Day be fair and bright, Winter will have another flight;</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>If Candlemas Day be shower and rain, Winter is gone and will not come again."</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><br />
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I can feel the light returning, the days lengthen. I open the drapes earlier each morning, greeted by pinks, reds, and steely grays. The fog rolls around and clears by noon, the sun's light holds promise of warmth soon.<br />
I feel my muscles tighten in the morning cold and loosen as they warm up with my daily activities. <br />
Flexibility: Physically. Socially. Spiritually. Mentally. Financially. Creatively. <br />
My intuition is running spot-on (when I use it), I feel connected.I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-82888394583996755312011-01-13T06:40:00.000-08:002011-01-13T06:40:22.486-08:00I AM A WITCH<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij_Sy35bYzdSc9ktpHaeTozrU_iJ0AH1UlOToLv2yC3-L2_PGr3Q9JJ2evfQFlRCT2KMReknRzApZJ9Qal7YkNFOnOYhoyCRCRGDQnrHeW8OjhUbr8_iyT-uWxPH-GyX0gZ4FVRhqxxP87/s1600/thewitchDOM.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij_Sy35bYzdSc9ktpHaeTozrU_iJ0AH1UlOToLv2yC3-L2_PGr3Q9JJ2evfQFlRCT2KMReknRzApZJ9Qal7YkNFOnOYhoyCRCRGDQnrHeW8OjhUbr8_iyT-uWxPH-GyX0gZ4FVRhqxxP87/s200/thewitchDOM.bmp" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A Witch</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">is one who has power over her own life.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">one who makes her own rules</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">one who refuses to submit to self denial</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">one who recognizes no authority with a greater esteem than her own,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">who is more loyal to herself than to any abstraction.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">one who is untamed</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">one who says "I am a witch" aloud three times</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">one who transforms energy</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">one who can be passionate about her ideal/values as they are changing</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">one who is explosive,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">whose intensity is like volcanoes, floods, wind, fire</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">one who is disorderly, chaotic</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">one who is ecstatic</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">one who alters reality</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="left"><em> - from Ripening by Lee Lanning and Vernette Hart</em></div><div align="left"><em>- passage found in Daughters of the Moon Tarot by Ffiona Morgan </em></div><div align="left"><em>- it is not well documented </em><em>just who drew the tarot card above but it is found in the Daughters of the Moon Tarot Deck</em></div>I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-6775677705588363592011-01-11T06:00:00.000-08:002011-01-11T06:00:52.603-08:00NATURAL WITCH<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyHrHyFcCM_GdElfL6afnB3itNOPJxuuq_i1Ur5k3lj0gs1-LTmZKSmPF-R9RUV_ig3dVxWzJMXMXATZo2Z_fqvVWPwXC_e4lQ8IXSB__b7RMRrdpIXV2-8qHIIwQJZLW5TYZS__ia507t/s1600/closedpine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="148" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyHrHyFcCM_GdElfL6afnB3itNOPJxuuq_i1Ur5k3lj0gs1-LTmZKSmPF-R9RUV_ig3dVxWzJMXMXATZo2Z_fqvVWPwXC_e4lQ8IXSB__b7RMRrdpIXV2-8qHIIwQJZLW5TYZS__ia507t/s200/closedpine.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">FOLK MAGIC</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">for Protection, Health, Fertility</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Keep a perfect, unopened PINE CONE in the house for fertility, good health,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> long life, and warding off the Evil Eye.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">If it opens and begins to shed it's seed, plant it, and replace it with a new one.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="center">THE GODDESS YEAR</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">The year is a dancing woman</div><div align="center">Who is born at the coming of spring</div><div align="center">The year is a dancing woman</div><div align="center">Of her birth and death we sing</div><div align="center">In spring she come to power</div><div align="center">When the red of her moonbloods come</div><div align="center">And she dances and spins towards summer</div><div align="center">To the beat of her passion's drum</div><div align="center">'Tis then she becomes so fertile</div><div align="center">With the life that is to come</div><div align="center">And she flows with the love that feeds us</div><div align="center">'Til the harvest time is done</div><div align="center">Then dances and spins towards darkness</div><div align="center">All dressed in autumn fire</div><div align="center">To descend to the time of shadow</div><div align="center">And rest from the world's desire</div><div align="center">Now her hair is touched with silver</div><div align="center">Winter's wisdom claims her soul</div><div align="center">And she births the spirit within us</div><div align="center">Bringing light and hope to us all</div><div align="center">Igniting a blaze in the darkness</div><div align="center">To kindle the coming spring</div><div align="center">Then dreams 'til her resurrection</div><div align="center">And her story again begins ...</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">The year is a dancing woman</div><div align="center">Who is born at the coming of spring</div><div align="center">The year is a dancing woman</div><div align="center">Of her birth and death we sing ...</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="left"><a href="http://shekhinah.net/The%20Goddess%20Year.htm"><em>* Art & Lyrics by Shekhinah Mountainwater</em></a></div>I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-11303509359394569262010-12-28T08:45:00.000-08:002010-12-28T08:45:58.276-08:00WHEW, GLAD THAT'S OVER ...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVctsLqF-9Yep2eHV9loU9A6VyUkWo7PpyCBqil9GAG-n4TE6rvPbsv5hKX7xw35xjlsfAB2k8urMHc-GH6v4L80FnL_sJe8OI1MWLMj13yROk9gl4eWoFVPa6daox9UDqb_A9rmXV3K3u/s1600/witchcrash.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVctsLqF-9Yep2eHV9loU9A6VyUkWo7PpyCBqil9GAG-n4TE6rvPbsv5hKX7xw35xjlsfAB2k8urMHc-GH6v4L80FnL_sJe8OI1MWLMj13yROk9gl4eWoFVPa6daox9UDqb_A9rmXV3K3u/s200/witchcrash.bmp" width="196" /></a></div><br />
Mercury retrograde has been a bitch this time around. Full moon, lunar eclipse and planets lining up all at an already stressful time where so blatantly a pagan holiday has been taken over by a bully. Blah, blah, blah, I'm so glad the pressure is off, near completely off.<br />
I can sleep again, the sleep of darkness, warmth and dreams. The deep sleep of winter. Sinking deep down into the rich dark earth and healing, dreaming. So many past issues regurgitated into December, my head still spins during my wakeful hours.<br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Today I return to my volunteer work for a local women's shelter that provides free services to women and children of abuse. Haven't volunteered since I was a teen and I'm glad I decided to do community service again. I had ( and still have sometimes) a hard time acclimating to the multiple egos that rear their ugly heads from the many volunteers. It's amazing to me that there are STILL office politics even when no one is collecting a paycheck. I stupidly thought since we were all volunteering our time we'd all be equals, my ridiculous utopian naivete shines again. My lesson is to figure a way to get women to work together. Patriarchy has ruled us for too long.</div>All in All, things are getting back to manageable again. I shall have a better plan in place for December next year. I had a beautiful Solstice but the "muggle" xmas thing wears me out, on many levels.<br />
Happy hibernation !<br />
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Twas the night before Yuletide and all through the glen<br />
Not a creature was stirring, not a fox, not a hen.<br />
A mantle of snow shone brightly that night<br />
As it lay on the ground, reflecting moonlight.<br />
The faeries were nestled all snug in their trees,<br />
Unmindful of flurries and a chilly north breeze.<br />
The elves and the gnomes were down in their burrows,<br />
Sleeping like babes in their soft earthen furrows.<br />
When low! The earth moved with a thunderous quake,<br />
Causing chairs to fall over and dishes to break.<br />
The Little Folk scrambled to get on their feet<br />
Then raced to the river where they usually meet.<br />
“What happened?” they wondered, they questioned, they probed,<br />
As they shivered in night clothes, some bare-armed, some robed.<br />
“What caused the earth’s shudder? What caused her to shiver?”<br />
They all spoke at once as they stood by the river.<br />
Then what to their wondering eyes should appear<br />
But a shining gold light in the shape of a sphere.<br />
It blinked and it twinkled, it winked like an eye,<br />
Then it flew straight up and was lost in the sky.<br />
Before they could murmur, before they could bustle,<br />
There emerged from the crowd, with a swish and a rustle,<br />
A stately old crone with her hand on a cane,<br />
Resplendent in green with a flowing white mane.<br />
As she passed by them the old crone’s perfume,<br />
Smelling of meadows and flowers abloom,<br />
Made each of the fey folk think of the spring<br />
When the earth wakes from slumber and the birds start to sing.<br />
“My name is Gaia,” the old crone proclaimed<br />
in a voice that at once was both wild and tamed,<br />
“I’ve come to remind you, for you seem to forget,<br />
that Yule is the time of re-birth, and yet…”<br />
“I see no hearth fires, hear no music, no bells,<br />
The air isn’t filled with rich fragrant smells<br />
Of baking and roasting, and simmering stews,<br />
Of cider that’s mulled or other hot brews.”<br />
“There aren’t any children at play in the snow,<br />
Or houses lit up by candles’ glow.<br />
Have you forgotten, my children, the fun<br />
Of celebrating the rebirth of the sun?”<br />
She looked at the fey folk, her eyes going round,<br />
As they shuffled their feet and stared at the ground.<br />
Then she smiled the smile that brings light to the day,<br />
“Come, my children,” she said, “Let’s play.”<br />
They gathered the mistletoe, gathered the holly,<br />
Threw off the drab and drew on the jolly.<br />
They lit a big bonfire, and they danced and they sang.<br />
They brought out the bells and clapped when they rang.<br />
They strung lights on the trees, and bows, oh so merry,<br />
In colors of cranberry, bayberry, cherry.<br />
They built giant snowmen and adorned them with hats,<br />
Then surrounded them with snow birds, and snow cats and bats.<br />
Then just before dawn, at the end of their fest,<br />
Before they went homeward to seek out their rest,<br />
The fey folk they gathered ‘round their favorite oak tree<br />
And welcomed the sun ‘neath the tree’s finery.<br />
They were just reaching home when it suddenly came,<br />
The gold light returned like an arrow-shot flame.<br />
It lit on the tree top where they could see from afar<br />
The golden-like sphere turned into a star.<br />
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The old crone just smiled at the beautiful sight,<br />
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“Happy Yuletide, my children,” she whispered. “Good night.”I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-31439845357546156872010-12-09T14:50:00.000-08:002010-12-09T15:22:59.382-08:00SING IF YOU FEEL IT !!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1gnXchB4VEUMWKo21EyiyxqQciQ88pyij0avCgAeNvva58FarPRYuWpinwOBNdUru7wo1mbhV1a4926E-6CBYMzn2GXKBMve2kQVmK-lmKsQAThJ0Vsyv-m3B9718io6g1u5RfnU_gXA_/s1600/yuletide.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1gnXchB4VEUMWKo21EyiyxqQciQ88pyij0avCgAeNvva58FarPRYuWpinwOBNdUru7wo1mbhV1a4926E-6CBYMzn2GXKBMve2kQVmK-lmKsQAThJ0Vsyv-m3B9718io6g1u5RfnU_gXA_/s1600/yuletide.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">SILENT NIGHT</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Ellen Reed</span><br />
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<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Silent night, Solstice Night</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">All is calm, all is bright</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Nature slumbers in forest and glen</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Till in Springtime She wakens again</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Sleeping spirits grow strong!</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Sleeping spirits grow strong!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Silent night, Solstice night</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Silver moon shining bright</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Snowfall blankets the slumbering Earth</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Yule fires welcome the Sun's rebirth</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Hark, the Light is reborn!</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Hark, the Light is reborn!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Silent night, Solstice night</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Quiet rest till the Light</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Turning ever the rolling Wheel</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Brings the winter to comfort and heal</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Rest your spirit in peace!</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Rest your spirit in peace! </span><br />
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<span style="color: #f3f3f3;"> </span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;"> </span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;"><strong>Gods Rest Ye Merry Pagan Folk</strong> </span><br />
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<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Gods rest ye merry Pagan folk,</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Let nothing you dismay</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Remember that the Sun returns</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Upon this Solstice Day!</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">The growing dark is ended now</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">And Spring is on its way</span><br />
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<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">O, tidings of comfort and joy!</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Comfort and joy!</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">O, tidings of comfort and joy!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">The Winter's worst still lies ahead</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Fierce tempest, snow and rain!</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Beneath the blanket on the ground</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">The spark of life remains!</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">The Sun's warm rays caress the seeds</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">To raise Life's songs again!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">O, tidings of comfort and joy!</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Comfort and joy!</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">O, tidings of comfort and joy!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Within the blessed apple lies</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">The promise of the Queen!</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">For from this pentacle shall rise</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">The orchards fresh and green.</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">The Earth shall blossom once again</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">The air be sweet and clean!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">O, tidings of comfort and joy!</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Comfort and joy!</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">O, tidings of comfort and joy!</span>I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-9468874630300820492010-11-25T08:31:00.000-08:002010-11-25T08:31:10.548-08:00BEEN A WHILEMy goodness it's been a busy time.<br />
Car repairs, fall influenza, icicles threatening to tear down gutters, working on a handmade Winter Solstice, snowed in for a week and much more I won't bore you with.<br />
Watched the Women's Spirituality Series by Donna Reed. Even though they were made in 1992 it was wonderful to watch. And to see some founding women of the Goddess movement, so young and full of fire, and to see some who have passed on. Watch it, if you haven't already.<br />
New additions to my altar; three muses relief found at a garage sale, and a huge conch shell from a different garage sale, a ulexite stone and a crystal encrusted stone the size of my hand, passed down as a toss away.<br />
I definately feel a new chapter beginning in my life. Sorting out the people who are my friends from those who drain me for one reason or another. Life's too short.<br />
I feel inspiration taping on my shoulder, off to create ... be well!I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-86275782146760632692010-10-19T06:32:00.000-07:002010-10-19T06:32:15.385-07:00A PAGAN MAGAZINE IS A POWERFUL TOOLHere's one for you, enjoy!<br />
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</tbody></table>I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906674116290051396.post-12668222365908722432010-10-17T10:19:00.000-07:002010-10-19T06:37:42.327-07:00WE ARE PREDITOR, NOT PREY!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's a catchy title and just one small line, from this interview, that holds profound meaning for some. This interview is full of amazing snipets of knowledge. Go make a cup of tea and listen, if you feel compelled. Blessings!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRJRSVKYk3Cjnx2n0mo30AEa2LXW1sdk71f1BAoFDVmlg7jNxt04Wxe_vXtxp6pq5aq5uuEX069dyaG-MVH43HDMFgPPBFz5gG1icYfOSxjT5503Jf7glw5wn26h3VnGNgczA4L7aXXTQZ/s1600/adabelinda.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ex="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRJRSVKYk3Cjnx2n0mo30AEa2LXW1sdk71f1BAoFDVmlg7jNxt04Wxe_vXtxp6pq5aq5uuEX069dyaG-MVH43HDMFgPPBFz5gG1icYfOSxjT5503Jf7glw5wn26h3VnGNgczA4L7aXXTQZ/s1600/adabelinda.bmp" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.wisewomantradition.com/wisewomanweb/2010/09/adabelinda-dancinglion.html">Radio interview with Dr. Ada-Belinda DancingLion</a>, healer, medicine woman and spiritual counselor.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Deep lessons revealed in a 30 minute interview that some will never learn in 30 years.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm inspired, hope you are too!</div>I'm Not Wiccan, I'm a Witchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225044952092858039noreply@blogger.com0