In the name of that Great Ancient Providence …
It is that time of year again. It’s time for me to exit gracefully, stage left, and go ghost for about four days, and four nights. When I return, amazing things will be taking shape. But for that four days, I will be off-grid. And I will be ShamanWitching the shish out of those four days! LOL
What is the link between my annual Beltane Sabbatical, and Shamanism?
Having bought our own house, and moved into it, I remembered that certain things need to done. It’s been a few years since I did a House Blessing of any kind, so it’s time.
One thing I’ve learned over the years is that, as a renter, you should probably do a House Blessing more often. I’d recommend at least once every six to nine months.
I’ll tell you why in a moment, but first, I want to talk a little bit about the difference between my method of House Blessing, and most.
So I’ve kind of let the entire month of February, 2018, go by without posting a single blog entry.
First: my apologies to my avid readers.
Second: my blog is part of my business, so I should know better than to neglect it.
Third: (though this isn’t an excuse) I’ve been a bit busy.
I’ll tell you what I’ve been up to, but first, I need to apologize (for something else) to my FamTribe.
Why should you do a full ritual for an offering? Is it ever really necessary?
To be all the way honest, yes, I sometimes do a full-on ritual. I do a daily ritual, anyhow – a “daily devotional” – but it’s nothing like the full-on ritual. It doesn’t feel quite as amazing, either, but it still gets results. (That’s a topic for another post, though.)
Why is it that Occultists (Witches, Wizards, Warlocks, Magicians, Druids, Pagans, WhatTheFuckEvers) get so attached to our bullshit? I understand that humans are creatures of habit, but really, is there any reason to jaunt about poking fun at a paradigm just because it isn’t yours? It’s “occult elitism.” And it makes you a douche.
Let me just say: 2017, was definitely a year of the unexpected.
Not that it was a bad year for me, necessarily … just some unexpected things happened.
Now, granted, I have been fairly open about my political leanings. And you’re smart, so you know what I mean by that statement.
But if we get right down to brass tacks, the fact of the matter is: those unexpected things will likely affect you and I very little. If we’re Witches worth our salt, anyhow.
Dark spirits, light spirits, red ones, and grey.
Why does shit happen, and what do you say?
I don’t know if you’ve experienced this, but …
Long, long ago, in a land far, far away, I was trained in a Coven. Most of my readers know that already, right?
The fact is: I love Covens. There’s a special something that working in a Coven – an actual one, that is more fam than your actual blood kin – brings to the table. Call it “extra oomph,” if you want. Or attribute it to being more social and spiritual, than religious. Whatever the case, I like it better than always working as a Solitary.
There is no such thing as a permanent banishing technique. At least, not where spirits are concerned. People? Yes, people I can get rid of in a heartbeat – just pretend to be really clingy and needy. They’ll go away, and then you can get on with living your life. But that’s not the point of this post. LOL
The other day (actually, last Tuesday), I was in the mood for a bit of magic. I had a goal to work on, and for the spellcraft I was brainstorming, a key would’ve been perfect. I love the look and feel of old skeleton keys.
So I went on a hunt in the basement – I could’ve sworn I had one back in the early 2000’s that I stashed for safekeeping. (Random tip: if you want to banish something from your life forever, put it in a “safe place” so you’ll never forget. You’re guaranteed to forget. LOL)