Saturday, 6 December 2014

Energy Spirit Workings

      The witchy pull to work in the hedge is back again, of that I have no doubt.This past November I've found that spiritually my witchy self just hasn't been in the game so to speak, from fewer videos to fewer Itty Bitty Celtic Witch FB posts. I haven't been working on my shop as much either or my books, I've really just been taking a spiritual respite. However as I was saying, now, or for the time being at least my witchy drive is back. I did a tarot pull the night before last and again tonight after I settled in to do one of the first of my more formal (for lack of a better word) workings, something I haven't done in quiet some time...

     I set out my green scarf on the carpet, feeling a strong pull to use symbols of Cernunnos and also lit a candle I'd made specifically for Cernunnos (if you're interested you can buy a trio of my homemade Cernunnos candles) as well as a couple other simple white tea lights. I laid out my wand, prehnite, nuumite, phantom quartz and one other crystal that is escaping my mind at the moment. I lit my patchouli incense, grabbed some tissues (because I always get a runny nose) and set my tarot off to the side as well as an adult beverage that I'd been sipping on earlier. Then, after pressing play on my Yggdrasil soundtrack and popping on my headphones I was ready.


     After a little bit maybe seven minutes my spirit guides showed up and I ran as my wolf for a while (not sure how long in real time could have been five minutes could have been thirty seconds). I couldn't tell you where we were not because I don't want to but because I truly don't know there was almost no landscape though I could sense forest, I think that's probably because I haven't been in tune enough lately to hone my visualization skills.


      Then I was me again or rather my spirit, the energy inside of me, searching through a black shadow (not necessarily negative black just a void) winding my way through my own path. On my journey I passed a few different flashes of colour, maybe three which in my practice I recognize as the energies of others but I didn't pause to stop until I reached my golden yellow destination. Here I lingered and danced with my yellow before returning back to my room where physical me had gained the sniffles and needed the tissues I had set out earlier.

    I paused for a moment did a tarot pull, rested with my music then blew out the candles.

Wednesday, 12 November 2014

The Memory of Winter

Today as I was walking to my office hours (I am a volunteer secretary for the History Society at my school), I felt very strongly for the first time this season that the energy was shifting towards winter. The air seems to be filled with the memory of winter, its almost as if the earth up here in the Northern hemisphere is remembering how to fall asleep. And as I was walking I literally felt like I could feel the memories of past winters drifting by me as my body was trying to sync up with the earth.

I think we forget how deeply intertwined with nature we are, even as witches. I feel that I constantly have to pull myself out of the drone of daily tasks or rather that I find myself pulled out of it when I remember nature around me. Then suddenly there I am just sitting still typing away on the internet or doing the dishes and I notice that the sun has set and feel the moon's energy increasing, even though from my basement apartment I can't actually see the moon.

Maybe its yesterday having been Remembrance day or just simply the time of year but either way I feel that the essence of memory is just swirling everywhere right now.

Thursday, 30 October 2014

Why I'm not Celebrating Samhain on October 31st

    Lately I've been feeling a little overwhelmed hearing everyone talking about Samhain or Halloween tomorrow. I mean yes the veil is thin and yes the time of the new year is approaching but at the same time must the steadfastly be allocated to October 31st? I don't think so. I've found myself wondering time and time again as of late why the Samhain is celebrated tomorrow when the full moon isn't until next week September 6? I mean given that the practices of witch's are so deeply intertwined with the lunar cycle and ancient agricultural practices does it really make sense to tie our New Year firmly into one date?

      On a video that I did today on YouTube, called Thoughts on Samhain discussing these exact same sentiments Ginger Fyre whose blog you can check out here, commented in regards to Samhain being practiced on the full moon "that it [Halloween or Samhain] is or was probably [celebrated in the past in] a more fluid time of full moon occurrence rather than a set date". I totally, totally agree I think that Samhain is not linked to one date of the Gregorian Calendar (our current secular calender) but rather to the lunar cycles of old.


      This is not to say this it is incorrect to celebrate your witchy New Year tomorrow, by all means if that feels right for you then go for it, one hundred percent. However, for me celebrating Samhain tomorrow just doesn't feel right it feels like, for lack of a better comparison, celebrating the full moon when it is still waxing.

      So tomorrow night, because I live in an area where I don't expect any trick-or-treaters I am going to celebrate a secular Halloween of sorts (with daily magic). I am going to carve a pumpkin and watch scary movies and eat chocolate with the wonderful man in my life. Then, in about a week's time around November 6th when the moon is full I will have my Samhain celebration.


Monday, 13 October 2014

Happy Thanksgiving!

     It seems this past month has simply whirled past with the changing season. Moving in, starting school, starting a new YouTube channel and opening my new Itty Bitty Celtic Witch shop have kept me more than a little busy. And last but not least I just celebrated my one year anniversary with my incredibly amazing boyfriend this past week!!! <3


    Since my Morrighan post I really haven't had many hedgey experiences. I suppose its more so because I haven't made the time. I've settled down once or twice to start a meditation but I haven't walked the hedge in at least a month, my head just hasn't been settled enough. Even though I haven't been walking the hedge I've still been up to witchy activities. I recently went on a walk through my nearby park and was able to sit down and feel comfortable doing my first ritual/spell work in the open. I was even comfortable enough to film it, if you're curious take a peek here.


     I've also started making spell candles, for home, love, prosperity and even an earth elemental candle which I am particularly pleased with. I did try and make some lavender cleansing ones but I made a boo boo and they didn't turn out very pretty so instead of selling those ones I am enjoying their perfect imperfections myself :)


     I think the largest witchy experience that sticks out in my mind from this past month is really a collection of my experiences of making YouTube videos. The YouTube community, like this blogging community is truly so incredibly friendly and I've met so many new witchy people that have wonderful advice and information. For me as a solitary witch, its kind of like my online coven whom I am able to share my experiences with, even though I practice my rituals and spells by myself and I love it.


     So that's a bit of what's going on in my life at the moment! I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend whether you're in Canada or elsewhere!!!


Wednesday, 1 October 2014

Psychic Vampires

In case you might be interested here's a link to the latest youtube video I did on Psychic Vampires:


I promise to write another blog post soon I know I'm long overdue love you all!!!!


Saturday, 27 September 2014

New Itty Bitty Celtic Witch Shop

        After spending a couple of months with Etsy, I must admit I've gotten a tad tired of it so I've decided to open up my own website. Its really quite a scary venture, thoughts of will I get any traffic? any visitors? any customers? have been running through my head for the past two months that I've been designing my site. Why am I sharing this with you now? Because I'm finished, last night after looking over my site and its various pages for what felt like the tenth billion time I figured it was time to share my project with the world and see where it went. I hope you'll take a second to have a peek at my page, feel free to let me know your thoughts and suggestions in the comments below!

       So without any further ado, here it is all officially and such:

       Oh and before I forget, if you use this coupon code: FBOPENINGSPECIAL you'll receive 10% off of your purchase!!! Yay for savings and coupons.


Tuesday, 16 September 2014

Crystal Dreaming

         Ever since I started working with crystals a few months ago (around May), I've been dreaming of crystals. I'm not talking about the expensive kind, or the kind that we see in commercials for jewellery stores, I'm talking about bare butt naked rocks tumbled or raw, like quartz, amethyst, calcite, nummite and so on.I might not dream of them every night but at least once a month probably more like a couple times a month I have a dream about them.

        If I'm not mistaken one of the first crystal dreams I've had, was about lapis lazuli. For some odd reason I was in a crystal shop (in the dream) located in the stereotypical west, i.e. where the deer and antelope roam. I've still no idea why I was in cowboy country but either way I was in a crystal store. While there I was hovering my hand over the crystals in the shop the way that I hover my hand and over things to feel for their energy.While I was a hovering over the lapis lazuli it literally jumped into my hand, like harry potter in the wand store.

       Then last night I dreamt of quartz on a whole other level. Okay so you're probably wondering how the heck it gets more next level then stuff flying into your hands, or maybe you're not because you've already dreamt something like this. But, in case you haven't been crystal dreaming, here's what happened.

      So there I was in my dream at my old house in the backyard I grew up playing in and even though the yard was quite a bit larger in my dream, I knew it was my old home. I wasn't alone in the yard there were at least 10 others there, maybe more, and we were all standing in a circle holding a circular piece of rope with a clear quartz crystal in it every few inches or so. While standing in the circle each of us grabbed at least two crystals in each palm and wrapped our wrists in the rope. Then, this is where it gets really odd, we all started levitating. Yes, levitating, floating in the air still in that circular formation for a few seconds (which seemed like eternity) before we all came back to the ground again with some people levitating longer than others (like me).

      I'm not sure whether I levitated longer because it was my dream or what but nonetheless I still levitated with a bunch of people holding on to a piece of quartz crystal. Needless to say I'm carrying my quartz with me today, and on the off chance I started levitating in reality I'll let you know.

For those of you who are following me on youtube here's the latest vid:
Mabon, Halloween, Samhain Witchy Haul 





Saturday, 13 September 2014

Meeting the Morrighan

      I started writing this post on my phone but I'm having a technologically inept moment and can't seem to transfer it to my email, deep sigh... so I decided to just rewrite it here.

      A couple of days ago after watching some witchy youtube I decided that I needed a little mediation for me, just to centre myself and all that jazz. So I got all comfy, made my circle, lit a candle, put my chunk of rose quartz in one hand and nummite in the other (which is good for shamanic work). So there I am all comfy and settled in my circle quietly repeating a mantra of peace and blessings when all of a sudden I felt this black energy begin to swirl inside my circle. Now, black energy or energy that is coloured black isn't always bad, after all don't we use black candles for banishing and the new moon for regeneration? But this time I wasn't entirely sure what was up and I certainly was not about to willy nilly trust this random energy that was swirling inside my circle, so I gathered up my light and blasted my circle and shortly thereafter, with some much appreciated help from my spirit guides said black energy disappears.

       Okay cool, so the black energy is gone and I'm still relatively calm inside my circle when I realize that oh hey I'm on the hedge. I didn't really plan for this to be a hedgy adventure but that is the way of the craft, sometimes surprises happen. So anyways there I am with a foot in the Otherworld when I feel a different black energy begin to swirl. This time its much blacker or I guess you could say a purer black, and it wasn't all around me or in my circle. This time it was off to my left, which would have been a southern direction and it was all around a specific entity. It was also more than just black, the energy was also intermingled with a deep dark red, almost like blood or crimson. Instantly I got the feeling that the Morrighan was visiting.

       I've had the feeling that the Morrighan has been around before but never had her energy come so close to me. I didn't see her face, or any sort of physical figure I just got the overwhelming sense that this was her. To top it off I felt the presence of a crow (or possibly raven I have a hard time distinguishing between the two) at the same time her energy appeared before me in the otherworld. Even when I came back to Earth just moments later, the crow's energy remained nearby (though I felt she was herself still in the Otherworld), for the rest of the evening.

      After that I placed down my nummite, having had quite enough hedgy for the night, and clasped the rose quartz between my palms and filled my home with sparkling love energy just to be safe. I did thank her for her visit right after I was back in my room, but I think I'll figure out a way to honour her a bit more in the future, after a wee rest that is.


ps.Here are the links to my latest two videos:
Smoky Quartz & Healing Headaches: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X00FI7093eg
Witchy Crafting for Mabon & Halloween: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PR2vNNJO-Pc







Tuesday, 9 September 2014

New Forms of Media

     Today I decided to finally just jump in and make first youtube video. Its not fancy pants, it doesn't have glitter or cool effects but its my first video so if you could cut me some slack that would be awesome. In the vid I talk a little bit about how I started on this path but mostly its just a hey witchy world this is me! Don't worry I'll still be writing blog posts, nothing could ever deter my love of writing, but if you feel like checking out the videos I make I will link to them here, feel free to watch... or not, either way have a lovely first week of September!



Wednesday, 3 September 2014

Having a Day

     Today started with an early wake up at 6:15 am a run round my half unpacked apartment getting dressed and doing the almost daily search for my glasses. I should've got up fifteen minutes earlier but I didn't, which meant that when I left my home at 6:30 am I realized I had 25 minutes until my greyhound to Toronto arrived and the bus to tale me to the terminal wouldn't show up for an extra 13 mins. So I raced around the corner to try and see if another bus could get me to to the terminal earlier only to realize the first bus would come sooner so I raced back to the bus stop, got on that bus and arrived at the terminal as I watched my greyhound to Toronto pull away.

      The whole point of getting to that bus was to make an orthodontist appointment at 10:00 am and I knew the next greyhound would not get me there until 10:30 so I figured I'd try my luck with the go train or via rail. After walking fifteen minutes to the train station half dazed I was informed that I had in fact missed the train by fifteen minutes... apparently all the buses leave Kitchener at 7am. So I bought a go bus ticket and waited for an hour or so to get on the first of two buses. All went smoothly with that until we hit a wall of traffic and I missed my connection. Finally I got off the final bus at 11:00 am about four and a half hours after I'd woken up without so much as a sip of water in the meantime because the train station where I waited for an hour didn't even have a sketchy coffee place nearby let alone a vending machine.

      By the time I got to my appointment my orthodontist was climbing into a taxi to head to a conference and so the hygienists saw me. Thankfully that went smoothly though my new retainer is starting to make my teeth a little sore. Then I went to breakfast or rather brunch by that time and while showing a family member my new phone she noticed it had a crack. I bought it yesterday. Needless to say I was not pleased.

      Things did cheer up this afternoon though and I found some nice new flats at Walmart because ironically an older pair of flats I own that I purchased from Walmart has lasted me longer than a pair I bought from Browns. I also had a lovely dinner with my family.

       Today was a long day and I'm super tired and looking forward to and early bedtime. Took my inhalers too cuz my asthmas all hating on me right now because I'm visiting a house with fur creatures. Ah well.
       



Saturday, 23 August 2014

Witchy Dreams

        I haven't posted in quite sometime, a whole month practically but I guess that's just what happens when summer gets busy. For the past couple weeks I haven't been feeling like my usually writery self, which has thrown me off a bit after working so consistently on prepping my upcoming book for release this fall (I promise to do a cover reveal soon!!!). What I have been doing is giving my witchy store Itty Bitty Celtic Witch, which is still currently located on Etsy, a bit of a face lift. By face life I mean that I'm leaving the Etsy platform and moving my primary attention to the creation of Itty Bitty's very own website. Before I left for camping I put in quite a bit of work on its design so it should be up and running in September yay!

        I would say that my practice has sort of been put on the back burner but at the same time I can't really say that when witchy is who I am. Even though I haven't been meditating and haven't walked the hedge for about a month, my craft is still an ever present part of my life. When I was camping, we had a campsite that was beside the water, not on the beach but beside the lake and let me tell you, the energy was simply amazing! I can't even count how many times my hands got tingly with energy when I held them over the water or near the campfire. It felt fantastic! After being home a couple of days I can honestly say that I miss the strength of that energy. It was most definitely a soul renewing experience.

       The reason I was going to say that I've put the craft on the back burner is because since I've been home I haven't meditated, taken out my tarot or runes or done anything particularly spiritual. But even then I still dream. Its not the first time its happened but a few nights ago I had a very witchy dream, I could not only feel the energy swirling around me but also see it. When I moved my hands things moved, the sort of stuff that I wished would happen when I was little and watched Matilda. I primarily think that these sort of dreams are my subconscious reminding me that no matter what my practice is a part of me, whether I'm meditating or not I am a witch.

Wednesday, 6 August 2014

My Two Cents on Apocalyptic Witchcraft

    Within the past month or so I've seen quite a few blogs address the issue of apocalyptic witchcraft. And so I've decided that its high time a gave my two cents.

      To put this in some context, apocalyptic witchcraft is similar to what might be called radical green witchcraft. It is a practice of the craft that calls a witch to not only tend to the natural world but further, to do so while acknowledging that humanity has destroyed most of nature. Yes we helped cause global warming, I'm not denying that, but at the same time is there a need to pair that with a declaration that when we are all dead that the trees will reclaim their right full place without a thought to our by now extinct human race? Not in my opinion there isn't.

     I don't know about you but I've built some strong relationships with tree spirits. I tend to my plants with love, my boyfriend and I rush out to our balcony when it gets windy to rescue my green babies from the wind. I can't imagine that the such spiritual beings as plants would simply grow over our graves with giddy delight at the idea that we were all gone or with nonchalance because we had presumably done this to ourselves. I'm not saying that plants would remember us because we are humans and the highest form of evolution and blah blah blah but because we (at least some of us) made friends with them. To me that is the largest fault with this theory, the fact that it presumes to know how trees and plants will spiritually react if we go extinct because of global warming.


     So I guess to wrap it up, you could say I'm simply not a follower of apocalyptic witchcraft. Personally I think that the relationships we build with the natural world will endure, no matter what happens because those spiritual relationships that are built with honesty and good intent never truly disappear.

Tuesday, 29 July 2014

Quick Witchy Book Update

     A little while ago in a blog post called, Writing about Writing  I mentioned that I was writing a book. At first I thought that my book would hit about 100 pages maximum, but lately I've come to accept that it will probably only hit about 50 pages. I'll admit that I've felt a little discouraged about the books length but I've come to accept that its better to just respect that this story is not super long and that that's alright. After all as they say, good things come in smsl packages :) Its going to be my first published book and if it sounds best in 50 pages then it sounds best in 50 pages.

      That being said I've just about hit the fifty page mark and finished writing my last chapter so I guess I'm done, well at least the writing process anyways. Now for the editing. I'm self publishing so its crucial that I spend a fair amount of time editing, the last thing I want to publish is a book full of typos!

       I've also begun cover design and am currently tweaking the title... things are really starting to get exciting!

        So I suppose that right about now I ought to give you guys a sneak peak or at least a hint as to what its all about...... Its not a fiction book so I can't really give you a snippet about the plot but I can tell you that it is about witchcraft. Actually it is about traditional witchcraft in particular, not a grimoire or book of shadows but a historical nonfiction approach to witchcraft.

       When the cover is all done I'll be sure to give you guys a sneak peak and perhaps even a giveaway....

      I hope you all have a blessed evening full of the moon's white light :)

Friday, 25 July 2014

On Walking the Hedge: New Understandings and Meeting Pan

       So a few posts back I made a bit of a fudge when I was talking about hedge witchery. In the post, which you can read here if you so desire, I wrote that although I was interested in the hedge I was not into the flying ointment stuff as at the time, I presumed that hedge-craft was mostly about rubbing on an ointment that might make you hallucinate, I was wrong. Why am I even pointing out that I made a mistake? Because I think its doubtful that I'm the only one in the witchy or pagan world who has thought along the very same lines and I though that should be corrected, at least for those who take the time to read this post and learn about hedge witchery.


      My first real (and very much needed) reality check about hedge-craft came from a comment that one of my favourite bloggers wrote on my wall. In the comment she wrote:

"I think hedge as a path can be so much more than journeying, ointments, tarot..etc.. I focus that way because my strong suit is seeing and of course jumping the hedge is part of it but to me it is more having that connection to spirit and the wild place, especially discovering those local and what they have to offer you in spirit.." -Morgan from Love by the Moon

    I am really beyond thankful that she left this comment on my post because as I said it really was a reality check, I mean not all witches practice their craft the same way (stricter followings of Gardnerian and Alexandrian Wicca exempt) so why would all hedgers cross the hedge the same way?!

     Needless to say Morgan's comment really got me thinking. I had been reading her blog, Love by the Moon for months, which I need to add is seriously amazing, go read it now or well maybe after finishing this post, but you get the picture :p I'd also been studying up on hedge-craft because I have been feeling a strong pull towards the hedge but never really addressed it. Honestly I was a little wary of the incorporation of some poisonous herbs into the path of some hedgers and for some reason I made an assumption (assumptions are always a bad idea) that all hedgers worked with poisons. So I got skittish and ignored my spirit's cry to walk in the otherworld, but thankfully after talking with Morgan and realizing that not all hedgers cross the hedge using flying ointments made with poisonous herbs I re-evaluated my thoughts on hedge witchery.

      My misconceptions corrected I have recently begun incorporating hedge witchery into my practice, something that my spirit has been asking me to do for a while. Looking back on some of my past meditations I know that I have crossed the hedge before and even grounded in the otherworld and so really it was high time to pay attention to this calling. So last week I gathered three candles (I almost always use three because as part of my Celtic path three is a spiritually significant number), got out my phantom quartz crystal which is especially useful for dreaming and finding clarity amidst murky emotional situations, mixed some dried lemon a personal herb of magic with dried basil leaves which are non-toxic and also increase your psychic awareness, poured me a little glass of white wine to calm myself and settled down with meditation music.


     The result was amazing, I felt my spirit open up to the otherworld and while I was there I encountered the White Lady a personal deity who is akin to the Arthurian, Lady of the Lake who I have met before in meditations, but this time I also met Pan. Yup Pan. I don't follow a Greek or Roman pantheon nor do I feel much connection to their deities though I do respect them, so I was more than a little shocked when he showed up. When I came across Pan he was green almost turquoise and resembled something like a green-turquoise version of the image below:


     I'm sure he was Pan, as when ever I met gods or goddesses or spiritual beings I seem to almost intuitively know who they are, unless they are actively trying to hide themselves. So there was Pan standing in the middle of a decaying and somewhat dead forest, kind of like a forest in winter but with no snow. He seemed a little bit temperamental, I got the feeling it was because his forest wasn't healthy. When I came back, his energy seemed to follow mine so I went to the google and searched up what I could on him and found out that he was essentially Greece's God of the Wild. When I discovered that, it struck me that on my first journey where I was actively seeking to go a hedge walking that he was essentially telling me that I needed to follow my spirit and accept that I was a Wildling at heart, one who needs to connect with the wilderness of the Otherworld as part of my practice.

     To thank him for his message and to ensure that he would go back to his home, after all one doesn't want a temperamental Pan just wondering the human planes willy nilly, I decided to leave him an offering. So I gathered some tiger eye, peridot and jade crystals as well as a bit of mossy bark I collected months ago on a forest adventure and went outside, perhaps about half an hour after my meditation, to deliver my thanks. I charged and blessed the crystals and bark with gratitude then placed them at the base of a tree in front of my apartment building and grounded my remaining hedge-walking energies into the soil. As I was walking away I turned around to look back at the tree and saw him standing there so I nodded my head once more in thanks. By the time I was back in my apartment his energy had left the yard and my home. Knowing that he had gone back to the Otherworld, I let out a breath and curled up in bed with a book before bed.

     So there it is, I'm a hedge witch. Certainly not as experienced as many of the other Hedge-bloggers and non-blogging Hedgers but I have begun to follow the path of hedge witchery. I guess that means I can call myself a Traditional Celtic Hedge Witch now if you're looking for a label, but honestly who needs labels at the end of the day I am just a wild spirit who practices magic, communes with the Otherworld and runs barefoot in the grass.


Sunday, 20 July 2014

Witchy Shopping Fun at The Cat, The Book and The Candle

        Recently I decided to venture out of my nest and decided to go on a bit of a witchy adventure. Normally all of my witchy adventures take place in my home, the park, in books or online (who doesn't love a bit of magical online shopping!), but this time my adventure was more so an out and about shopping adventure. Even though I'm a solitary, sometimes its nice to go out and about and see other witchies in the area. I don't really have a whole lot of desire to join a coven, I'm more of a follow the beat of my own drum kind of gal, but I do like having the occasional little chat with like-minded individuals. My favourite way to go about this, aside from talking to my witchy Aunt T (T's blog here: Sometimes its the Little Things) is to go to a metaphysical shop.


        So off I set on my magical adventure, with my wonderful boyfriend to a store in Cambridge, Ontario called The Cat, The Book and The Candle. There aren't many metaphysical stores in the area, so far as I've noticed there's only this one, meaning that I haven't been able to have a poke about in witchy store for a little while, so I was super excited when I happened upon it.


        After about an hour and a half of journeying on the transit we had finally arrived at The Cat, The Book and The Candle's quaint store front in Cambridge. The window displays of the shop are just filled with treasures like crystal balls, books, and candles. Inside the store is like a little piece of the otherworld, the walls are decorated with green man masks, pendants and prints, I fell in love with one particular Wheel of the Year print, that has inspired me to create my own (when I put my creative pants on that is). Surrounding the store are little tables with: crystals, pendulums, pendants, altar supplies for Wiccans, herbs, oils, necklaces, bracelets, runes, and tarot cards. My boyfriend and I must have been there an hour before we took it all in!



      Even more wonderful than all the magical things to purchase was the energy in the store. The store's owner, Jodi Cross a certified Hypnotist who offers readings and Reiki sessions, was an absolute dream. Her positive energy filled the store with a sense of peaceful, happiness and she was very helpful in answering my unending questions about what this or that crystal was for. When I'm ready for Reiki and a reading I would definitely go back to her!


      Now for the goodies... While I was browsing around I happened across a crystal ball on a little golden stand (featured in all the crystal ball pics in this post). From the moment I laid I eyes on it and picked it up I knew it needed to come home with me, when the energy calls you just have to answer it! So now I have a wee crystal ball sitting calmly at home next to my herb jars. I've yet to try it out but I'll be sure to write about that when it happens. I also came across a sweet little moonstone to add to my crystal collection, and my boyfriend bought me a gorgeous triquetra necklace on a blue ribbon for my birthday, which I have absolutely fallen in love with.


     Overall my witch adventure to The Cat, The Book and The Candle was absolutely magical and wonderful. If you're in the area I would definitely recommend a visit, if you're farther away she also has an online store: The Cat, The Book and The Candle Online, filled with even more goodies!



Friday, 11 July 2014

The Doe and Buck Moon -July's Full Moon Esbat

       As July's full moon draws closer, (its tomorrow!) I can feel the enchanting energy of Luna growing ever stronger. At 99% full today, the moon feels almost at parity with Mr. Sun even though it still daytime. While the sun shines bright it feels like the sun and moon are engaged in the midst of an intricate energy dance in the sky.


       This moon as well as the next two moons, in August and September have been making quite a few headlines even in the non-pagan media as of late. Each of these 'Super' full moons for July, August and September are scientifically known as Perigee moons, meaning that they are 30% closer to the earth than the average full moon. While the media is pitting this as an extremely rare occurrence, like the blood moon that occurred earlier this year according to NASA scientists this occurs fairly regularly. January and February of 2014 were also super moons, and last year there was also a trio of consecutive super moons though the media only emphasized one. Essentially science tells us that super moons are not a sign of the apocalypse (sorry apocalypse watchers there's no scientific backing behind your theories), but rather that the super moon is a natural phenomenon.


       So we're not going to die, at least not from Ms. Moon's closer dance to Earth. Rather this perigee moon is a chance to reach out to Ms. Moon's energies and bask in her increased strength. For those who follow Native American practice this moon is recognized as the Buck Moon, especially in Algonquin traditions. According to the Farmer's Almanac, the concept of the Buck Moon originates in the physical growth of the stag during this time as July is the month when buck's grow new antlers. In my opinion the origin of this moon's name also likely results from the fact that like the buck, in the western hemisphere crops are growing strong.


       While I've heard of July's Celtic moon being referred to as either the Claiming Moon or Calming Moon, I wasn't able to find anything conclusive so for that, I think I'll need a little more book research. As it is, one of my familiars is a doe, and so I think that for my Esbat celebration July's full moon will be the Doe and Buck Moon. Then I shall be celebrating the feminine and masculine intertwined which seems to fit with the energy I feel in today's energies.

More Info on Moon Names:
Pagan's Path

Tuesday, 8 July 2014

Simple Morning Oracle or Tarot Spread

      This morning while having my shower, (yay for being clean!) I began pondering what sort of Oracle spread I'd like to do for the morning. For the past few days I've been doing a quick five card spread just to get an idea of how the day was going to roll, and both of my past two readings were essentially about writing my book. Apparently they were dead on too because I passed the 10 000 word count mark for my book last night, happy dance time!


       Today I sort of felt like switching it up from the five card reading but didn't feel like using a traditional spread, so I came up with my own:


Then once I was all dried off, I gathered my Enchanted Oracle Tarot Cards and began to shuffle. The cards I drew for today, were:
  1. Gypsy Rose - Representative of the wild,  carefree spirit of youth, ever changing and ever exploring.
  2. Maiden Moon - Symbolizes the moon and her cycles.
  3. Tattered Dreams - A sign that things don't always go as planned and people aren't who we always think they are but even then, that there is always hope and renewal. 

Considering that the moon is currently waxing or in the phase where it is growing to its fullest, it seems that today's energy is both ever changing like the growing moon, and wild just like Gypsy Rose. To best approach today's wild, growing and changing energy like tattered dreams, we must remember that even if the things don't go quite as we had thought, that all is not lost. We must flow with the wildness of the day and acknowledge that any 'downs' will soon be followed by 'ups' of hope and renewal. Today the winds blow with change, and we must hop on our brooms and ride them. 

Sunday, 6 July 2014

Connecting with My Guardians -Animal Spirit Oracle (Tarot) Cards Layout

      A couple of months ago I wrote a post about purchasing my first set of oracle cards, The Enchanted Oracle, which was illustrated by Jessica Galbreth. When I wrote that post I didn't really know the difference between oracle and tarot cards, or that one even existed. Actually I must confess that I didn't even know there was a real difference until the past week or so, oopsies. The idea of tarot and oracle isn't really that different, essentially they're just different languages. Put it this way, when you say Je t'aime in French and I love you in English you are saying the same thing just using a different language. One is not better than other, they are simply different ways to garner advice from the universe's magic.


       Okay, now that I've corrected that little misconception of mine, I just have to share with you an oracle deck I bought about two weeks ago called Animal Spirits, with illustrations by painter Susan Boulet. As the title suggests, the deck revolves around animals and derives all of its advice from Native American, Celtic, Egyptian and Hindu interpretations of the significance of said animals. The paintings themselves generally lean towards Native American art with the occasional Egyptian inspired piece. Each card has the painting of the animal on one side and then the symbology and historical/mythical interpretations of the animal on the back. The fact that the animal is expressed on both sides of the card makes it rather impossible to spread the cards out and then choose so for readings I generally do the stop shuffling and then pick the first three, five or however many cards, method.


        Aside from that wee setback, I absolutely LOVE these cards. Cannot say it enough. I feel a strong connection to Native American (well Native Canadian) spirituality, which means these cards are a huge bonus for me. They seem to hum with the beliefs of a thousand years of animism, so the moment I saw them I knew they had to come home with me. As a bit of an aside I bought mine in a little shop in T.O. called Gifts from the Earth which primarily sells crystals and has a beautifully peaceful energy.

Gull, more detail below...
         At first I'll admit that I did have a little trouble figuring out a good layout for the cards as the one I generally use for my enchanted oracle deck just didn't seem to fit, but since then I've seemed to figure it out. One of that layouts that I've used quite successfully and is completely perfect fit for this deck, is the connecting with your spirit guides (familiars, angels or what you please) layout.

       The spirit guides layout is beautifully simple, using just three cards 1. What your guides are helping you with, 2. How you're guides are helping you with this, and 3. How to connect with you spirit guides (modified from Daily Tarot Girl's post).


       My layout (seen above, left to right): 1. Fox, 2. Jaguar 3. Panther (the card laid across panther, gull,  was drawn afterwards for further clarification). Essentially this spread told me that my spirit guides were trying to help me access my creativity and cunning or knowledge (Fox), by providing me with a sense of wholeness through spirituality (Jaguar) and that I should aim to connect with them through strength (Leopard), specifically by strengthening my connection between the Earth and the spirit world (Gull's clarification).


^What the Back of the Cards Looks Like^

     Overall I would definitely recommend that anyone with a strong spiritual tie to aboriginal customs and, or animism look into purchasing this deck, it is absolutely wonderful!



Wednesday, 2 July 2014

Why are Vampires so Delicious?

        For as long as I can remember I have been fascinated by the idea of the vampire and according to popular culture I am not alone, not even a little bit. For me the fascination began when I was small and my mom let me watch the 1931 adaption of Dracula starring Bela Lugosi before Halloween. Then some time when I was in my tweens I remember watching Francis Ford Coppola's 1992 adaptation Bram Stoker's Dracula starring Anthony Hopkins as Dracula, also coincidentally just before Halloween.
Bela Lugosi as Dracula, 1931
        Then when I was in grade eight that book that we have all loved to hate, Twilight came out and I was entranced. I was besotted with Edward long before he ever sparkled, these days I think the fact that he snuck in Bella's room just to watch her sleep and then left before she awoke is a tad on the seriously creepy side but back then it merely represented how powerful his love for her was. When I read Twilight it felt like an epic love story, the man had to restrain his inner animal to be with the woman he loved. However, in hindsight I must admit every subsequent book in the series got a little bit worse and the movies were pretty bland, though the soundtracks were amazing.


        Twilight may have been the first vampirey book that I fell for, it certainly was not the best. Sometime after my falling out with twilight I chose Interview With a Vampire by Anne Rice for a Grade 10 book report and fell in love with vampire literature all over again. Not only did Rice's book encapsulate the romanticism of the vampire but it also emphasized the deeper, darker side of the vampire who hates his murderous self. Shortly thereafter a new t.v. series came out, The Vampire Diaries and I was poofskies all over again for the story time vamp. Though I have long since fallen out of touch with The Vampire Diaries the romanticism of the vampire has never really left.

       The sheer amount of material that came out about the vampire during my teen years tells me that I am certainly not alone in my love of the vampire, but the question still remains, why? I think that perhaps it is because of the fact that in today's day and age most of our society feels that everything can be scientifically explained. Or perhaps its an internal revolt against the centuries in which the state was tied to the church. Now that our Western world is secular we are able to explore those aspects which are ancestors very well could have been burned for researching. Then there's that age old fascination with forbidden love, and then again maybe its the romanticism of the night or perhaps more truthfully its because deep down inside us we still believe that there are monsters lurking in the shadows and the best way to address this as adults is to bury ourself in "fiction" about vampires.


       Whatever the reason maybe it is undeniable that the vampire holds a certain allure in our society. The creature that can't be tamed, leads to forbidden romance and fills the shadows with a certain mystery. What is your relationship with the vampire? Love it or Leave it?

Some Good Vampy Books:
Dracula by: Bram Stoker
Interview with the Vampire by: Anne Rice
Angel of Death by: Karen Dales
(Angel of Death is probably one of my all-time favourites definitely worth a read!)
Shadow of Death (The Sequel to Angel of Death) by: Karen Dales
Twilight by: Stephanie Meyer (If you're about 13 its a good book)

Tuesday, 1 July 2014

Bottled Vs. Tap -Canada Day Musings on Water

       Pretty much every environmentalist from David Suzuki to the every day green witch has put together some thoughts on drinking bottled vs. tap water and I figured that it was about time I put in my two cents. As a Canadian I am celebrating Canada Day today (more on Canadian inventions here), which means that I am also celebrating the fact that I live in the country that holds 20% of the world's freshwater.

       While its wonderful and all that I live in the country which owns the greatest abundance of freshwater, what you might not know is that out of that 20% only 7% is renewable. But what does renewable even mean? The word is so overused these days with companies trying to spew out "green" gimmicks that something which should be simple has become hopelessly convoluted. Well in this sense, renewable means the water that as humans we can access, drink, purify and re-use. Why is only 7/20% of Canada's water considered renewable? Well, we aren't called the Great White North for nothing! The majority of our drinkable water is trapped in glaciers, and bad things happen when glaciers are melted. Some of our water is also located very deep underground in aquifers while the rest is in lakes, and the fish need their water too.

        So, really Canadians don't have as much water as they think they do. 7% is according to Environment Canada (EC) more than enough to accommodate the 30 million people who live here, however EC also notes that as the majority of said 7% drains northward it is largely inaccessible to 85% of our population. Now don't panic, Canada isn't going to run out of its water supply today or tomorrow so everybody just take a breath. But realistically we are stressing our water supply.

       Unfortunately I'm drinking out of a water bottle while I write this. Gasp, I know after all that I am drinking out of a plastic water bottle. Why am I saying this? Because I'm not perfect, we can all point fingers and claim to always use reusable water bottles but the truth is each and everyone of us has slipped. Personally I'm drinking out of a plastic water bottle because where I live the tap water looks more like milk when its poured into a glass. The water has been tested here and its aok but really drinking water that looks like milk and tastes well like pipes, not so much fun.

      So yah I'm drinking out of a plastic bottle before you attack pause just a moment and consider this, I was able to buy water. We sell each other water. Why? Well yes there is some consumer demand for it, but who really profits from it? The companies and the government (excerpt taken from the Canadian Revenue Agency):

"42. Therefore, plain bottled water sold in a single serving size bottle (i.e., less than 600 mL) is taxable. When plain bottled water is sold in manufacturers' packages of two or more single serving bottles, or in a bottle that exceeds a single serving, it is zero‑rated."

Think about it, with the exception of those who live in an area where the water is not drinkable when are you often driven to buy water? When, you're at an amusement park, movie theatre, food court i.e. when you buy it in a single serving. And who profits, well the government.

      If the money went to an environmental company whose mission was to regulate the Canadian water supply so that it didn't come out of the tap looking like milk then yah I could see the use of taxing water. But it doesn't. Instead it goes to fill the government's coffers. So don't attack the person who bought the plastic water bottle, sure ask them to recycle it politely but just remember maybe the reason they're not drinking water from the tap is because tax dollars haven't upgraded their water supply and maybe just maybe it looks like milk when it comes out of the tap.
   
More Info on Canadian Water:
Enviro Canada

Info on Taxable Groceries in Canada:
Canada Revenue Agency

Sunday, 29 June 2014

Reflections on the Past Year: Living with Depression, Upheaval & Knowing that the Hurricane Won't Last Forever

        As June draws to a close and the hot days of summer are upon us in the Northern Hemisphere I find myself both exceedingly warm and rather thoughtful. About this time last year, my world was rather in bits and pieces and home wasn't really home anymore. My parents were splitting up which is absolutely fine, I totally think its for the better, but it did mean that my life was a tad extra chaotic. I'd just moved back home after my first year of university to discover that I'd outgrown living with parents. Work was well work, filled with long hot days grilling hot dogs and burgers, the only part of which I am truly grateful for is a friend who I met who I know consider a sister <3. On top of everything I was diagnosed with depression, and I was in the middle of a major crisis of faith.... all in the single month of June 2013.


        But really why am I talking about all of this? Well, because I'm not in the same place anymore and because I want to let other people, who are in the middle of a rather large figurative hurricane, know that it will be okay. Being diagnosed with depression made me feel like I wasn't crazy, reaffirmed that wanting to throw up from stress and having a stomach that was alway upset did not mean I was dying, and really its always a comfort to know that you're not dying. To help cope with everything I was put on antidepressants which in case you are wondering are not 'happy pills' (a common misconception), they actually serve more as a stabilizer than anything else, yay for having an appetite again! After seeing counselling and being on antidepressants for precisely a year now, things are more stable in my life, sure I still have bouts of depression but they usually last a couple hours or so not a week.


        I guess what I'm getting at here is that its okay to be diagnosed with depression, its okay to get help, see a doctor, take antidepressants and talk to a counsellor, its okay. The hurricane won't last forever and you can pull yourself out, but that is a choice you have to make. It takes commitment and more than a little bit of effort to get out of bed and go about your daily tasks at first but in time it won't be as hard (you just won't want to leave bed because its cozy rather than because you're depressed). Take a breath, or two, look outside and appreciate the beauty of your surroundings whether the weather is sunshine, rain or storm. My counsellor once told me that thoughts are kind of like the tide, they ebb and flow, let the bad ebb away and let the good flow towards you, and take comfort in the fact that the hurricane really won't last forever.

   

Thursday, 26 June 2014

A Mead or Cinnamon Apple Cider Brew

      While I was pinteresting away a couple days before Litha I came across the image at the bottom of the post and as my boyfriend and I have been tasting craft brews for a little while now, the words Easy Mead jumped out at me. Mead, one of the more traditional brews of beer is something that harkens back to the yesteryears of Britain, and as a side note is also exceedingly difficult to find in the liquor store (ours only carries it around Yule). 


Hard Cider Mead/ Apple Cinnamon Brew Recipe:
  • 1 quart of dry apple cider (hard or alcohol-free its up to you)
  • 3/4 cup of honey
  • 1/4 cup of sliced citrus fruits (we used 1 sliced and peeled orange)
  • 3 (3-inch) cinnamon sticks
  • Instructions: Combine everything together in a jug just large enough to hold everything (we re-used an orange juice jug) and shake once a day (we shook it a couple times for good measure) for five days, strain before drinking. 

      To start, we went to the liquor store and picked up 4 500ml cans of Dukes hard, dry cider. Then we went to the Bulk Barn (a Canadian Bulk Foods Store) and picked up 3 large cinnamon sticks and finally an orange from the grocery store. Seeing as we already had honey in we didn't need to buy any. Then, when we got home we did as the recipe said, combined everything and gave it a shake a couple times a day for 5 days. After 5 days most of our honey had completely dissolved. Today, after shaking for the past week or so we decided to give it a go and got out the strainer to see what we had made (see pictures). 

Dry Apple Cider for Making the Mead
     I don't know why I was expecting it to taste like beer, but it certainly doesn't. Keep in mind that I've never really had mead before though so I don't know how accurate of a mead judge I am. After five days the carbonation is gone, as to be expected, and even though I do miss the fizzies a little bit I wouldn't say that its absence hinders the taste of the brew at all. In my opinion in tastes exactly like its ingredients a sweet, orangey, cinnamon, apple cider but beer, not so much. 


     Even though it doesn't taste like beer or like a honey wine, which mead is also sometimes described as, it is most certainly delicious. Imagine a sweet and subtly spicy fruit punch and you'll have a decent idea of its flavour. Although I can't really say that it is for sure a mead taste, it is a wonderful fruity summer drink to enjoy throughout this summer season! 


If any of you give it a go be sure to share your thoughts in the comments :)

Tuesday, 24 June 2014

Otherworldly Energy in the Misty Morning

      Once again I am on a relatively early morning bus heading to my orthodontist who works 2 hours away from where I currently live. Even though my brain and body were not very happy to crawl out of their warm blanket nest this morning, there is something wonderful about getting up early when the plants are still covered in dew and there’s a foggy mist hanging in the air. On the other hand it is not particularly lovely that woman who just sat in front of me smells like she bathed in perfume this morning, not necessary, a little soap, and a touch of fragrance will do, some people are allergic to strong perfume....

      Back to where I began with the misty morning air.... Aside from the fact that I was a tad on the sweaty side trekking across my campus to get to the bus stop, there was something particularly special about my morning walk, the energy. As an empath feeling other people’s energy is not out of the ordinary for me and as someone whose first real encounter with witchcraft was feeling the energy of the world around me, I’m not a stranger to the experience. But this morning the energy I’ve been feeling is particularly strong and its not just coming from a few things, like trees or some fae folk following me around, today the energy is everywhere.

     Everything around me, the very air itself seems to be buzzing with magic. I can feel it seeping into my bones and filling me up with every word I type and every breath I breathe. Although this isn’t my first time feeling the energy of the world this strongly, it is not by any means a common encounter for me, I can only count maybe a handful of times in the past year when I've felt it this strongly.

     So, while I’ve been sipping my green tea this morning I started to ponder... First of all the energy feels deep purple, dark forest green and ultramarine blue, and its otherworldly. I feel for certain that the energy is otherworldly but that’s where I’m stumped. I’m not sure whether I feel all of this magical energy around me because the veil is thinner today or because I myself have been getting more perceptive, or maybe a bit of both?!


     Either way I’m going to make sure I have my shields up so that I don’t take in any of the negative energy that could potentially be wandering around and enjoy the tingles while they last. Hope you have a wonderfully magical day, if you have any thoughts on why all this energy might be up and about or whether its my own reception strengthening, or have a similar experience to share please leave a comment, I’d love to hear your thoughts!

Sunday, 22 June 2014

Writing about Writing

    This June has been an exceedingly quiet blogging month for me, I haven't really had a a wordy month at all really. Aside from reading historical documents, and for my history classes I haven't done a lot with words as of late. I think that perhaps the tide of the seasons is however changing this in favour of the writing thing again. This morning after I went on the we're out of eggs for pancakes adventure and ended up with a suitable plate of pancakes (although they were  a bit denser), I felt the proverbial paper and quill stir in me again. So I sat myself down in bed (due to minimal space when I'm home my bed is currently my desk, office, couch and of course bed-- oh student living), and got out my laptop and zipped through editing my primary document analysis for school.

      Although it was all about school this morning by the afternoon, after some grocery shopping and a delicious burger out at The Works I'd settled into reading some witchy blogs (check out my blogshelf in the sidebar for some neat witch & pagan blogs) and I began feeling the witchy writer in my start to bounce about. While mopping up the floors about a half hour ago I had just about decided on writing a blog post on hedge witchery (interesting to read about not sure if I'm a fan of the whole worm-wood tea, flying ointment and seeing things deal though- Just a further note I have since broadened my mind on hedge witchery- we all make mistakes- read about that more here) or tarot but when I started typing my fingers apparently decided that I was going to write about writing, so more on those topics later.

      So here it goes, about two or three months ago I started writing a book. Gasp another writer, didn't see that one coming, I mean its not like she's writing a blog or anything. This is the third time I've started writing a book, the first two that I started in high-school were fiction and between the whirlwind of life and writers block they kind of got discarded. Unlike my last two books which I figured would end up being length volumes of wonderful prose this time I'm being realistic. My book isn't going to be particularly long, at most 100 pages (novel size not 8.5 by 11), nor will it be fiction. This time around I'm writing a nonfiction witchy book using some of the writing skills that I have hopefully improved over the last two years of this rather expensive university thing.

The Witches Sabbath, Painted in 1880 by Luis Ricardo Falero
 I'm hoping to finish writing it by the end of this calendar year, because without a deadline I think I'm probably just going to brush it off. I'm also hoping that by writing this I will have established a wee bit of accountability for myself to actually get it written. As to the subject? Well that's something for a later date, I can't ruin all the surprise now can I?!

       On that note now that my fingers are all warmed up and ready to go I think I'm going to go do some witchy writing of the book sort.

Have a Magical Summer Everyone!
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