The first Christmas mass I ever attended was at the end of 1997, in Mackay, Queensland, Australia. I don't know the denomination, but the sermon was definitely one of those hellfire and damnation rants that I used to think was all Christian sermons. Part of it stuck with me, because I was so amused. The priest was going on about how Christians ( Read more... )

Question for ezrarashkae, spiritseeker, and gentlesamurai, in a way that won't get eaten by any spam filters ( Read more... )

I have the urge to sit up all night with this burning candle in my hand ( Read more... )

Ahhhhh, that's better. I thought that I'd never have the focus for either of the rituals I performed tonight, but they both went swimmingly. Or rather, dancingly ( Read more... )

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Very intense, especially considering the shortness of my ritual. I cast no circle, I didn't even bring my staff out to the backyard with me. I knew I'd have no trouble focusing my energy, keeping my concentration. So I talked to the candle flame a bit about my year, sang an old Native American song to it, and walked in circles around and around ( Read more... )

My two most important apetites came raging back today. I feasted on flesh, both attached-to-Julius'-body and nicely-seared lamb. My heart is picking up its pace, marking the season. In my veins, my blood is singing, racing, laughing ( Read more... )

I have crushes on two womyn at work: my boss and this other temp who I see occasionally ( Read more... )