I watched the sun rise this morning, and I am thankful for the return of the light ( Read more... )

It was a clear, warm night when I made my first journey to the Roadhouse of the Dead. I stated my intention, and then I prayed. I said my usual prayers to my allies, prayed for a safe and meaningful experience, and prayed to be open to Mystery. Then I cast a circle and entered a trance by singing softly ( Read more... )

I'm reading "Wyrdness" by Svartesol right now. It's a great book, but I just want to highlight one thing: She proposes (as have many others) that the Aesir came later to the North than did the Vanir (whom themselves probably came after the Jotnar). She refers to the retrofitting of certain myths to fit with an Aesir-centered world view as "The Odin ( Read more... )

Tir. Self-sacrifice and strength. Sometimes, it indicates a choice. Sometimes, it means conflict and war. Sometimes, it stands for easy victory, although rarely. God with one hand / and leavings of the wolf / and prince of temples.

Ing. Common sense, simple virtues, hearth and home, work and labor, and general "Midwestern-ness." Finding joy in ( Read more... )

Lots of woo-woo follows the cut. You've been warned.

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"When I find that I'm off balance, it's because I've stopped moving." That's what my silat teacher said to me yesterday. And it's true: When I'm moving, I feel stable. When I stop moving, I frequently come to a position where I am not in balance. And I thought that's probably true as much in life as it is in martial arts ( Read more... )

Jay and I were talking about our spiritual practices last night, and I thought I'd write down what my Craft is about these days. So there's your warning: There's some serious Woo-Woo ahead ( Read more... )

So I taught elements of magic last weekend with thistle333.

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So, Jay and I were having a discussion in bed last night, and the conversation turned to paradoxes. I suppose we were probably urged onto that line of thought by the recent discussion of pagan rigor (and lack thereof) in the Wild Hunt blog ( Read more... )

Part of today's trance to the hive:Remember to conserve something. Put something away. Make honey, it's what you do. It's your expression for your love of the world made flesh. It's ecstay turned real. It is only through making ecstasy tangible that it can be saved, that it can be preserved, that it can be stored for the future. That's why we make ( Read more... )