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My Imbolc & Full Moon Dream

Intense dream this morning: Hubs and I went to a ritual by Byron Ballard. She was dressed like a whimsical dancer. She moved and instructed and many of us in the audience started to dance with her. Hubs stayed in the back, but I joined, entranced. Then Byron would single people out and give them a command, which involved doing something friendly to another dancer. When people did, we celebrated. Reminded me of Jester's and mischievous Fae. Joyful. Soon a whimsical costume would appear on that person. When it came to me, Byron told me to kiss a handsome guy with a round face and short brown hair. He was cute, but I said no because I didn't know him (it had nothing to do with my husband). Byron responded silently, disappointed. The rest were disappointed, too.  As was he.  It made sense what I said, but he felt left out--why didn't I want to?  What was wrong with him?   Nothing.  He was just a stranger.   Then my dance was different fro...
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Happy Feb 1st, Whatever You May Call It!

Rabbit Rabbit!   Blessed Full Moon!  Blessed Midwinter/Imbolc!       For both events, I'm going to pull a card from Moonology and Seasons of the Witch: Imbolc! Sister Moon, what's your message? "Stay inside, stay warm.  No reason to go anywhere." I've drawn, New Moon in Taurus - Prosperity lies ahead.  Outside of paychecks and saving on gas or possible wreckage just from staying indoors.  Perhaps a surprise settlement check. The Deer Mother and Winter Hag Cailleach say, through the Imbolc deck:   "Does well to listen." I pulled, Black Bear - "Your existence is the resistance.  All you must do is accept the power awaiting your arrival."  Personal Power.  Combat fear and hate with compassion.  Protect yourself, too. I feel Cailleach hitting on something that I saw on Bluesky--a witch calling for people to not only curse ICE but also their children.  Generational curses, which always annoy me.  It's like those...

What My Mom Taught Me About Sexual Empowerment

 My current life's work over the last few years has been chronologically organizing all of my photos albums, as best as I can, because family and past mes did not think dates were important, so now me just wants to travel back in time and smack em all.  I'll be leaving notes for my descendants to LABEL THEIR PHOTOS.  Older Yous and future gens will thank you, especially if they're anal and (family) Tree Keepers like me. Yesterday I was working from 1600s all the way up to 2002, until my cat broke my hyperfocus by laying on my photo album! " Hello, slave.  I'm here NOW ."  Can't say that I was the happiest Au-DHDer, but I had also been working on this project for about 12 hours, give or take.  Jimmy V was tired of being ignored and shooed away.  Also I'm sure she was putting her scent all over my albums.  Funny enough the pages she's laying on in the pictures are of old dogs and cats that I used to have when in the late 90's early 00's: two ...

Midwinter Ritual Reflections

 Remember how I'd signed up for a ritual on Feb 17th, and that I was going to focus on Frigg and Fire Grounding?  Well, on Monday, my Hearth Kindreds got really loud!  Encouraging me to sign up for last night's High Day ritual.  And I did.  I used the ritual that I wrote for Frigg and edited into one celebrating Midwinter and honoring my Hearth Kindreds.  All while I edited and wrote, Frigg chimed in either through simple channeling or possession.   Opening the Rite, I said: " On this day of Jan 28th, we're celebrating Midwinter and honoring the All Hearth Kindreds–just know that Frigg is standing in the front, leading the inspiration for this ritual.  But I see Them all present, sitting in a grand room, around a huge warm, crackling fire.  Many of them doing various fiber arts, mending things, writing, reading, drinking, relaxing, laughing and socializing with one another.  Entities of many, if not all, cultures, together in one pe...

Taking Energy Balls to the Next Level

 Back in 2018-ish, I was apart of a circle of witches called the Sisters of the Moon Circle.  Local and in-person.  We met monthly for classes, rituals, and friendship.  During a Fall Equinox ritual honoring Dionysus and Arachne, I taught my sisters how to make protection wards using popsicle sticks and white yarn.  The sticks were the frames and the yarn represented spider's web.   The ritual was inspired by a poem where Arachne's spiders protected Dionysus's grapes from pests.  So I taught them how to make dreamcatcher-like protection wards.  At the time, we raised energy through movement to charge our spider web wards.  To only let in/out the good and the needed, and for the webbing to capture the bad and unnecessary--from us and from others.  We asked Arachne to bless our wards with spiders to consume the nasty energy, and to cleanse the webs when needed.   I've kept mine through the years.  I use my web ward for ...

Don't Be Like the Knight, Become the King

3 Taps to Ground. 3 Taps to Clear. 3 Taps to Connect. This space is cleared, connected, and protected. --------- After reading Heather Cox Richardson's latest report late night about a recent murder at the hands of Fafnir's cowardly thug gestapo cunts, I was upset.  I cried.  I was furious.  All of these Nazi-copycat bastard's actions are deeply upsetting.  They're all cowards.  Their hate stems from fear and ignorance, as hate often does.  There's no honor within them.  They're all cowards. Online it may seem like I don't care or that I'm trying to ignore it all.  I can assure yall I'm not.  I'm helping in mundane ways, such as supporting local organizations that help the LGBTQ+ communities, shelters, food pantries, fighting against human trafficking, and other things.  I just came across an organization that supports the Minnesotan Protesters and Immigrants.  I need to do some research on them to make sure they're not another grou...

Thinkin Thinkin Thinkin, Cause What Do We Do When We're Sick? We Think

 I've had lots of thoughts on my mind this week...well, for a while, but moreso this week, now that I'm finally enrolled in the PCP.  Thoughts concerning the future of Hearth Fox Oracle.  I started this psychic business because I wanted to use my abilities and skills to help people.  I never wanted to become a Big Name Pagan or to be famous.  I did want to have regular income doing something that I love, under my own ethics and not a corporations. I researched, I observed, I studied, I networked.  I challenged myself.  I did psychic fairs, expos, public, group, and private sessions.  I branched out by selling my artwork and handmade divination tools.  I helped people with their spiritual problems and spirit problems.  I've blessed homes, banished nasty entities, taught folks about paganism, witchcraft, and psychicism; and a lot more.  I've literally saved lives, too.   But I'm not great at selling myself.  I don't wan...

Frigg's Hearthfire

 Over the last few--well, months actually--I've felt a pull towards Frigg.  Vestia have stepped back and She has stepped forward.  Especially this year.  This month, Frigg told me to write Her a ritual.  I started working on it today.  I thought about doing it for Feb 1st, but decided to let someone else do that High Day.  I focus on all of my Hearth Mothers and Spirits for Midwinter , not just on Brigit--not that there's anything wrong with that.  Feb 1st isn't just for the Hearth Cultures with Brigit.   For some reason I'm also really looking forward to Midwinter this year, and I don't know why.  Just gonna let it ride, let it flow.   Feeling that hearthfire in February, I wanted to honor Her sometime next month.  I let Frigg pick the day--on Feb 17th, I'll be honoring the All- and Hearth Mother for Virtual Fire Proto-Grove .  I got stumped on the Being of the Occasion part, where I actually invite the deity, b...

Night the Spirit Cat

Round midnight, sitting here trying to keep my stupid vampires alive in Sims 4 , I kept hearing my cat jumping up and down from the island--a forbidden zone for cats. As I was about to get up to yell at her (too late to feed her), I saw that she was sound asleep on my bed.  Back in July, when we brought her inside, another cat came with her. Another black cat with yellow eyes, only this one is a spirit. This one I can usually see clear as day, often thinking its her, until it disappears into the fridge (which I'm sure my cat wishes she could do, too) or wherever. This cat spirit isn't shy--acts just like a corporeal cat, but I think it knows its a spirit, too. Whenever I see it, I acknowledge it, just as I do any spirit...or thing really. At midnight, it got my attention. One of my House Spirits told me this one was connected to Jimmy Ventress--either as an offspring, sibling, cousin, friend (no parent vibes--feels younger than Ventress--looks younger [not kitten] and feels ma...

Altars and Spirit Work

(My apologies, I feel like I'm making less sense than usual because I have a head cold and have medicine coursing through my veins.) After many pokings and proddings from my Kindred, I finally combined my Healing Altar with our Family Altar to make space for the ADF Altar: Family & Healing Altar Ár nDraíocht Féin Altar The Family & Healing Altar has great energy now--feels like a big hug or someone coming to give you a big warm loving hug. I'm glad to have the ADF Altar up again, too.   Last night I was working on that hearth blanket and suddenly it felt like I was falling or being sucked out of this realm, but I stopped it.  Up until a few years ago, I didn't have control over my ability to astral travel.  Apparently last night, I unintentionally tranced while crocheting, and didn't have control either.  I grounded and regained meself.  Then I heard Mama Hekate in my head telling me to stop and go to bed...and to also meet Her in the Starry Cave....