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Live Life Like You Mean It – NOW

People come to me and tell me their stories. And that’s part of what I like about being Pisces. I can listen, and listen well, and understand where you’re coming from. It isn’t difficult at all for me to step into your shoes when you’re spinning and weaving tales of your life for me.

But then, when all is said and done, some people will ask me for advice. Sometimes my advice is related to magic/spellwork. Other times, it’s practical stuff – like how to best get your budget together to save up for something special. But most of the time, the advice people ask me for is related to their love life, romance and relationships.

Truthfully, I am not the person you should be asking advice from in regards to your romantic relationships. And I mean that with all due respect. It just really is not my expertise. If you want advice on how to set up a personal spiritual practice for yourself, I can help you get there. I’m good with that. But relationships? If you only knew. (Shakes head.)

But when I really get deep down into it, my most often spouted advice is something like a meme – the one that is featured at the top of this post, to be exact.

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What Is Life Redesign?

It’s time again, folks! I’ve not posted about this on the blog before, but I figured I might as well. It’ll give me some good material to throw out there for my fave loyal readers.

It’s time for my Life Redesign project! It’s all a part of the online course I’m developing that will be going up (hopefully) by the end of the year (release date tbd, so stay tuned). I’ve done this before – usually every 5 to 7 years. But this time, there may be more than I’ve bargained for.

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What Did I Discover Today?

I figured something out. And it’s something pretty extraordinary. Well, sort of. I mean – most people know this in their heads, but they don’t really get it in their hearts.

That is, until they fail a few times. Once they fail a few times (like I did), you learn this one little secret pretty quickly.

You don’t have to be like everyone else to succeed.

I know it seems like common sense. But when you try and try over and over and just keep treading the same shitty mill on repeat – it’s kind of like that fucking movie Groundhog’s Day. You don’t realize it at first, but you just keep repeating the same bullshit over and over again.

And then you have a revelation. An epiphany. People don’t love you because you’re like everyone else – they love you because you’re fucking YOU!

So I will not be trying anymore. I’m just going to be me. I will write. I will read. I will keep doing me. And that, as they say, is fucking that.

Have an awesome day!

What Is This Hot Mess?

In case you’re wondering, this hot mess has a purpose.

I started this blog way back in the late 1990’s with the intent to share my spiritual beliefs and the way I did things as a Witch. But then certain web services (ahem! Geocities) died and took a lot of great blog/website communities with it.

Then I restarted the blog in 2007, but did nothing with it. It just sat and gathered cyber-dust. And then in 2014, I tried again with WitchInTheBurbs.com. It’s been a bit more successful, outside of the fact that I’m a huge procrastinator and have to force myself to work on regularly posting. (I post weekly now, by the way, and I’ve set up a schedule to remind me to work on it – no more missing a week!)

What is so special about Witch in the ‘Burbs? Why does this blog even exist? What’s the purpose?

I’m a fan of the occult.

I like to study it in all its forms and apply various experiments to my life. Part of it is spiritual, sure, but because that part is so personal, I tend to shy away from telling folks how to behave or how they need to change. Instead, I do my experiments and share them – and I do it because I have this weird urge just to see what the fuck is going to happen. And here is where I share those magical experiments, the results I get from them. And hopefully, if all goes well, you can follow along and try it out yourself, getting the same or similar results.

Who do I blog for?

I blog for the people who are fans of the occult and can’t go a day without learning something new about it, always seeking more information and know-how. I blog for the people who like to meddle in forces unknown and feel the ebbs and flows of nature’s tides of power. I blog for the people who want to cavort with spirits and touch the murky depths of the Otherness.

Shall we?

Come trod the Starry Road with me.

You can read a little more about me here.

Happy 4th!

Although I’m sad that my cousin Tim is not on the planet to enjoy the 4th this year, surely he’s setting off his own blaze-of-glory fireworks wherever he may be right now. Tim was indeed a Patriot, so I will be celebrating, setting off fireworks and getting drunk tonight like a Good Kentucky Boy – because I’m sure he’d rather me do that than be all sad and somber. I might even take a notion to literally launch some sigils into the ethers using the fireworks as vehicles for them tonight. So in honor of being able to celebrate life and death (as we Pagans, Witches and Others-of-Like-Mind are wont to do):
Happy 4th of July to my fellow Americans!

Be A Goddess, Week Ten

(Note: This post should’ve gone up somewhere around the 24th of June, but I wasn’t satisfied with the writing. I’ve revised it a number of times, and now, whether satisfied or not, the post has to go live. I can’t put it off any longer – my intuition keeps screaming at me to get it up! So here it is! Enjoy! ~Feyaddynn)

This week’s lesson was about being part of the Earth. But not just about us – in a philosophical sense – being “part of the Earth.” Rather, it was about grounding – literally feeling yourself as part of the Earth.

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How Do You Handle Such A Thing?

1530367_709548559076589_812715859_nMy cousin Tim committed suicide today (6/1/14). He shot himself.

I had a friend once who committed suicide by drug overdose, but that wasn’t nearly as devastating.

Most people think of cousins as “distant relatives,” but Tim was nowhere near distant.

Tim and I might as well have been raised together. He thought of me as his little brother, even though I was his little cousin. I thought of him as an older brother, too. We became distanced in later years, mostly because of his moving to Cincinnati, OH, but I still felt close.

Tim protected me in my earlier years when people would call me “faggot,” long before I came out.

Speaking of coming out: Tim was the first person in the family who knew about my sexuality.

229663_244472675584182_3277398_nWe were vacationing (the whole slew of us all – aunts, great aunts, uncles, grandparents, cousins, etc) in Ocean Isle Beach, North Carolina. I believe it was 1995, maybe 1996. Tim needed a driver because he wanted to drink. So we took Dana’s (his sister and my cousin) car down to the bar down the street. Then we drove around for a bit and Tim told me to slow down so he could check out the chicks. LOL Then he noticed that I wasn’t checking out the chicks. He asked me if I liked guys and, reluctantly (at the time), I said, “Yes.”

He said it didn’t matter. He told me that I was still his little cousin and family sticks together. And that he still loved me, ” … even if you do like dick.”

10301356_790769684287809_3658640041196902828_nThat was his way. Always a hard, killer exterior. Rough. A bit of an asshole, disrespectful of his parents, especially because he called them horrible names and used the most disgustingly foul language around them. But that was Tim. But if you’re his friend, or his family, he’ll slay the whole fucking world for you if that’s what it takes to make you happy.

He was my protector. My friend. My brother. I have some of his tattoo art on my body.

I didn’t get to say it often enough, but when we were together (for holidays or what-not), he even said, “I love you,” when you parted ways. And he did. He really did love me. And I loved him, too.

Rest in peace, brother. You’ll always be in my heart.

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