Last night I was working on writing a Midwinter (Feb 1st) ritual.  I have one that I wrote for my family last year, but I hardly ever use the same script.  Last year, my family focused on Cailleach and how soon spring would return.  This year I'm feeling a pull to Elen of the Ways, or as my guides named her the "Antlered Guidess ". As I was writing it, I kept seeing this Antlered Goddess, whom I am a priestess of.  She wanted to focus on guiding.  Okay, I needed more details, so I got out my Imbolc Oracle deck (by Lorraine Anderson and Juliet Diaz).  A card jumped from the deck.  I drew one more. Bloodstone and Aquarius.  Ignoring the truth and the need to surrender is what I gathered from these cards.   I asked aloud, "So yall want me to focus on truth for this rite?" Then Someone spoke through me using the keyboard (so gracefully, too, as if They were playing a piano.  Normally when entities do automatic writing/typing with me The...

  Only on my Etsy: https://www.etsy.com/shop/HearthFoxOracle Starting January 10th until February 3rd, 2025, I'm having a 50% Off Sale on EVERYTHING only on my Etsy shop.    I can't really afford this discount, but due to unfair shitty algorithms, my Followers just don't see my posts, nor my sales.  I need my handmade products to move out of my home and into new loving homes, so I can begin making new things. IF I decide to make new things.  Algorithms SUCK.  My followers should see my posts, yet not even a handful of people do.  I'm busy on these platforms, posting, replying, liking, and commenting on others posts.  Trying to make meaningful connections and build a supportive community.  What's the point of even having followers or an online presence?  This business is everything to me and yet, online just guts ya.  I'm tired of paying fees for no one to see my shop.  It's draining my wallet, mental health and affecting my s...

  Happy & Gentle New Year! Cleanse your home. Recharge your wards. Give your offerings.   If you practice money magiks on the 1st of the month, here is your reminder. ~ Hearth Fox Oracle ~

 Howdy Friday the 13th, yall!   I hope the month has been gentle. I'm still here, although not posting as often.  December's are exciting and fun, but also heavy with grief for me.  I've been working on being present for myself and with my family.  Focusing on living our paganism and prepping for the 12 Days of Yule...although technically, Yule is all December for us.  December's are usually full of rituals and activities.   Course last year, after my mom's death in October, I was watching A Christmas Story Christmas 10 or more times a day, everyday for two months.  Spoiler alert , Ralphie's dad dies in the beginning, and Ralphie tries to make Christmas super special, but in the end realizes that you don't need all those traditions and activities to have a great holiday.  Sometimes less is better, especially when you're mourning.  I've been keeping this in mind. Last December was a month of joy and grief.   This Dece...

  Happy Krampus Night! We have made our Krampus lore more kid friendly in our home (we don't need the threats of physical pain and kidnapping boogeymen to discipline our kids), and he is a beloved entity in our family. Instead of Elf on the Shelf, we do a Krampus on the Prowl using this Funko Pop Krampus. Everyday the kids search the house for his next hiding place. Rules are that Krampus has to be able to see them, high or low, which keeps them out of cabinets, draws, and our bedroom. On Krampus Night, we create an altar for him, with offerings from the kids, and mead or whiskey from the adults. We wear scary masks and dance around with jingle wands, giving energy to power Krampus so he can do his job more efficiently. In the morning, Krampus is gone, leaving behind a pile of coins and treats if they've been good...or nothing at all if they've been bad. Either way, when its time for Krampus to leave, the kids always miss him. Funny enough, the kids haven't found Krampu...

  Normally I wait until after the Last Harvest (Thanksgiving) to put up the Yule decorations. But in these darkening times (and I'm not just talking about the seasons), I just needed some light, some hope. Especially for my kids. While selecting the ornaments for the kids to excitedly hang on the tree this year, I picked those that bring us joy and fun memories. Memorial ornaments. Spiritual and magikal ones, too. In my family, the Yule Tree serves as an altar for many kinds of magiks and for honoring our Kindreds, especially our Ancestors. It serves as an altar for great love, joy, protection, community, healing, and other things. Important things needed to combat darkness. Things to feed the spirit...and spirits. Things to strengthen our resolve. Follow the Sun. Trust in Joy. Trust in Community. - Priestess Oracle Kristy "Foxlyn" Tackett © 2024 Hearth Fox Oracle

 As much as I'd love to leave Meta, I'm not going to the new social media app Blue Sky.  It's not going to be safe.  It may be safer than now, but how long until the bigots and trolls show up and ruin it, too?  How long until the big corporations start showing up and making every other post an ad? If its on the internet, it's not safe, period.  Never has been, never will be.  Even if one has a dedicated server, team or program to fight the bigots and trolls--they always find a way in and ruin it for everyone.  Its exhausting.  The devs may either sell out or quit from exhaustion and for safety. How long until Blue Sky turns into Meta or X? Or like countless other apps and forums...just disappears?  Covenspace, Witchbook, and countless other safe websites disappeared because of hateful willfully ignorant cowardly assholes. Also maybe I'm just being paranoid, but can we trust whoever created it to not just be a Fafnir Trump minion, collecting t...

 

  They want us to be divided and fight amongst ourselves.  Keeps the focus off of them. Keeps us from unifying as one to take them down. They are united in their hate and greed. We must be united in our love and hope. We can't do that if we're blaming each other  and taking our fear out on the wrong people.