Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Buy the Book, Read It, Pass it Around!
I read this book in my early 30's, wish it would have been around when I was a wee nymph.
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.
Labels:
authors,
books,
goddess,
sisterhood,
teachers
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Spring Cleaning
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 .....
Keep your edges Sister !
They're a beautiful part of who you are -
those "lightworkers" have woven a deceptive web
your darkness makes them uncomfortable,
they're grinding and smoothing your edges down.
You've replaced "Witch" with "mystic" so they
can place you on the side of "good" - given
you Angels & Spirit Guides to give you answers
& moved your power to someone outside yourself
What have you taught them ?
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Random Acts of Being
Strange times, these are ......
Out of the stagnation and frustration of mercury retrograde and into the chaos of ever-changing spring.
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.
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 ....
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.
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.
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.
While I'm grateful for the loved ones in my life, I really need to get away for a little while.
that's enough random thoughts for now,
Embracing all the dark, light and in-between ....
BB
Out of the stagnation and frustration of mercury retrograde and into the chaos of ever-changing spring.
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.
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 ....
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.
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.
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.
While I'm grateful for the loved ones in my life, I really need to get away for a little while.
that's enough random thoughts for now,
Embracing all the dark, light and in-between ....
BB
Monday, April 11, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
FEAST OF THE FLAMES
Circle of wimmin, halfway to spring
Quickening hope, earthsoul rising
Candlemas song to waxing light
Bridget's fire burning bright
Cauldron, broom, candle, wine
Apple , Elder, Dogwood, Pine
New witch, old witch, spiral line
Cirle of womyn, circle of time
~ Illa Suzanne
" If Candlemas Day be fair and bright, Winter will have another flight;
If Candlemas Day be shower and rain, Winter is gone and will not come again."
Labels:
celebrations,
cycles,
folk magick,
folklore,
sisterhood
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Being Human
LIFE IS SO GOOD RIGHT NOW I'M ALMOST AFRAID TO SAY SO !
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.
I feel my muscles tighten in the morning cold and loosen as they warm up with my daily activities.
Flexibility: Physically. Socially. Spiritually. Mentally. Financially. Creatively.
My intuition is running spot-on (when I use it), I feel connected.
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.
I feel my muscles tighten in the morning cold and loosen as they warm up with my daily activities.
Flexibility: Physically. Socially. Spiritually. Mentally. Financially. Creatively.
My intuition is running spot-on (when I use it), I feel connected.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
I AM A WITCH
A Witch
is one who has power over her own life.
one who makes her own rules
one who refuses to submit to self denial
one who recognizes no authority with a greater esteem than her own,
who is more loyal to herself than to any abstraction.
one who is untamed
one who says "I am a witch" aloud three times
one who transforms energy
one who can be passionate about her ideal/values as they are changing
one who is explosive,
whose intensity is like volcanoes, floods, wind, fire
one who is disorderly, chaotic
one who is ecstatic
one who alters reality
- from Ripening by Lee Lanning and Vernette Hart
- passage found in Daughters of the Moon Tarot by Ffiona Morgan
- it is not well documented just who drew the tarot card above but it is found in the Daughters of the Moon Tarot Deck
Labels:
ancient goddess,
art,
authors,
books,
feminist,
poetry,
witchcraft,
witches
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