May you be cajoled by kind spirits only, that show you your true worth as seen by the rest of humanity. Believe you me, when I say that you are here for a very special reason, namely because you are sorely needed by those around you. I love you, we love you, you may rest …
Monthly Archives: December 2011
Midnight Brew
Tap down and gather together all ye merry crafters Gather the herbs and vines and hang them from the rafters Kick a boot cheerily and sway thou wicked hips Grab the wisest merry-man and kiss him on the lips Ring the bell and call the cat then spark thy candle bright Sip a witchy midnight brew on this winters night.
The Witch In Every Woman
“There is a little witch is every woman” No truer words were ever spoken. We are all daughters of the moon, born of fire, water, earth, air, and spirit. We are sister witches one and all. A woman is magickal by her natural design. We are intuitive, courageous, powerful beings. We are the seductive temptresses, the givers of life, the healers, …
Chicken LOL.
Here Chickie, Chickie!
Stop Worrying!
Ain’t it the Truth though!
On Being A Witch
Words are capricious little sprites. When I say to another soul, “I am a witch” there are any number of impressions one might embrace depending upon your background, your present and past realities, your geographic location, and, your personal emotional response to the word “witch” based on your educational exposure and perhaps your religious teachings. …
Crone Rehab
When you lose a child, their friends naturally become your own treasures, your beloved “adopted” jewels. Your deceased child’s “best friend” is especially precious to your heart. This July, I began to have thoughts and concerns about our departed daughter Emmy’s best friend, Amber. Thoughts of her stabbed my mind and my heart every few minutes. I couldn’t …
If’n only I’d knewed!
Here’s an immortal poem that I want to share with you, brought to my attention by my late grandfather, a wise man, if ever there was one: “If” by Rudyard Kipling. If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself …
The Fruitful Hands Of The Crone Witch
She has hoed her rows, been baked by sun Her back is bent Her prowess lent No time to cry With tears to dry Tasks and labor Love to savor Plant and sew Her seeds shall grow Reap the harvest Wait for snow Her cauldron brew, a hearty blend Of Summer days and Winter winds …
The “Revolution” Has Already Started
The “Revolution” Has Already Started. Some blatant truths spoken here by Zazen. How to change things though? The masses are becoming more aware, but will it help? The “occupying” movements are spreading, but is it too late? Related articles How to lead a revolution (holykaw.alltop.com) So I say to you (memoirsofalostgirl.wordpress.com) Papua New Guinea’s …
Compound LOL.
Cat-style impersonator: I’m not saying anything about the next one!
It Could Work…!?
Most people, myself included at times, think that everyone else is telepathic and should read or sniff or smell what they(or I) want. To tell the truth, most people suck at this! Therefore some individual has come up with an entirely novel idea, which might work, if everybody joined in. Which will never happen, of …
Candle Lighting Ritual
Each day during this dark time of the year, I rise long before dawn and light a single candle before I do anything else. As I light it, I plea for a day that is laced with kindness. I plea for love and patience, for understanding, for meaning, for spiritual guidance, for peace, for thoughtfulness, …
The Mother Spirit
The way of the crone witch is one of great responsibility. She is an elder, it is upon her to teach the old ways, the ways of nature and honor. She drinks from the chalice of life thirstily, her life blood is freedom. She dances upon the path merrily, she is unapologetic for her passions. She is set apart …
Stumped doggy LOL.
Where’d he go? Where’s the rest of him? Or: ‘”Stop playing ostrich, Harry!”
Constipated?
Forget the doctor, home remedies really help!
The Crone.
She is wise She walks with tender knowing She is old Not as old as she will become She is love, power, sorrow, passion She is kind in all of her ways Her heart blazes with care, she feels beautiful Like warm earth beneath the cold foot Her eyes are holy lights Lay flowers before her …
Zazen Explained!
I love this pen-drawing, it is a marvelous example of “more with less”! Zazen. Click on the link to read the article in question. Read all about the mysterious philosophies of the East!
The Rat-race…
Brrr, I’m shivering in my soul. After almost a decade of being jobless and seven years on the street, I am finally going to have to start doing a proper job as a logistics manager again. Frankly, I am not looking forward to it. The freedom of the street is so alluring, to be able …
One Witches Alter
Salem: The Black Cat window shopping for birdies My Alter The Alter table came from rubbish, I freely admit Yet, after some clever crafting, it has no less than a high priestess fit It is round, and ever willing to bend It holds Magick and Wonders that never end Upon it, I cast my peaceful ways Lit candles …
Living The Magickal Life
The Virgin, The Mother, The Crone It has been said that the life of a woman (and some special men) is divided into three phases. The youthful years of the tender virgin, the reproductive or sexually potent years of the mother/matron, and the wise years of the crone. This witch considers all to be equally magickal, …
Wasn’t me LOL.
I told yawl I didn’t do it!
Case of mistaken identity.
Well, there is a glaring resemblance!
Jelly LOL…
Peanut versus Jelly war?
Kid’s Didgeridoo Rap.
Rap from down Under!
Next Messiah German or Dutch?
Read all about it! The Christmas star was witnessed by millions and even recorded on video and pictures for all posterity. Why the second coming has decided to wear clogs is a mystery though(or possibly lederhosen). Asses flocked out in droves to watch this amazing spectacle and a stable has been prepared, just in case! …
Jawohl, Mein Doggy!
Your thoughts, please?
It Slithered
It slithered from the toilet and across the bathroom floor It slithered down the hallway and then underneath my door It slithered into my bedroom and right past my teddy bear It slithered onto the blanket and it caught me unaware It slithered and it woke me as I laid there in my bed It …
Dog LOL…
How can I have it and eat it too?
Spellbound
So very many years had passed Since the time our love was blind And though our roads had parted You’d been forever in my mind Came the day that I was walking Through a lonely and torpid town I saw that you were approaching And I was spellbound My head filled up with memories Of …
