First, Happy National Hermit Crab Day!   Jack, our vibrantly colored, one-eyed male Purple Pincher Charlie, our larger lavender colored, outgoing undetermined Purple Pincher ---------------------------------------------------------------- Onto today's True Ghost Story... I have a few true ghost stories in the works right now, but none are finished.  You know, I'm actually not a fan of the word "ghost"--I prefer the word "spirit" for the incorporeal.  I usually only use "ghost" for fake tales.  I guess this week, I'm not feeling that picky, so "ghost" for my true stories it is! Going on again... Last night,  Manannán mac Lir said, "Psychopomp" to me after a Virtual Fire ritual, featuring Samhain and all of our Ancestors--Blood and Spirit. I took it as Him calling to me. So as I sat in front of my computer, struggling to finish a post, I grabbed my ogham bag and asked Him what I should blog about for my next spirit story. I...

Sometime in the mid 20-teens, I began to have visions of a cave. Into the cave trickled a stream of blood, thick and bright. Sometimes flowing into the cave, sometimes out. Menstrual blood. This was the entrance to Gaia’s Womb, I’d learn. Then I started following a White-Tailed Doe to the mouth of Gaia’s Womb. Once, before going inside, the Doe turned to me. She was half dead and half alive. She continued inside. My Fox Guide would sometimes meet me at the opening and he would enter. I wanted to follow, but it was very dark and I had no light. Sometimes Honeybees would pick me up and take me to another entrance of Gaia’s Womb through their honey-rich beehive built into an crack. From here, I could see the bees not just carrying pollen, but also souls back and forth from the hive. One darkmoon in September, Fox and I came to the opening. This time I needed no additional light, because inside were bioluminescence light from mushrooms, mosses, flowers, and other plants. Fox and ...

  This is Hekate, a Hellenic Titaness of the Crossroads, of Spirits, of Psychopomps, Witches and Magic, Prophecy, Torch Bearer, Keeper of Keys and Liminal Spaces, Hearth and Home; Earth, Sea, and Sky; and Protector of Women (cis/trans), those in-between, and children. And so much more that I can’t cover in this post. Hekate is a popular goddess, so there’s a lot of resources about her, such as: Covenant of Hekate. https://www.hekatecovenant.com/ d’Este, Sorita. Hekate Liminal Rites: A Study of the rituals, magic and symbols of the torch-bearing Triple Goddess of the Crossroads . d’Este, Sorita. Hekate: Her Sacred Fires . d’Este, Sorita. Circle for Hekate - Volume 1: History & Mythology . Gill, Nikita. Hekate . Holub, Joan. Hecate the Witch . Middle School Level Book. Keeping Her Keys. https://keepingherkeys.com/ & https://keepingherkeys.com/books Moss, Viviene. Pagan Portals - Hekate: A Devotional . Sannion (Editor). Bearing Torches: A Devotional Anthology for H...

I found a perfectly preserved Damselfly today.  Hopefully it's sunny tomorrow, because I'd like to capture pictures of those iridescent wings.  🥰 Thank you Nature Spirits for this beautiful specimen.

I am a Deity oathed Priestess. I have and will continue to take courses and classes to be the best Priestess that I can be. I’ve found pagan programs to further my training to serve the spiritual community, one that I’m currently working towards and another that I am saving for. I’ve done different things on my path, from helping people out of domestic situations to clearing and blessings homes to weddings. Yall I don’t like doing weddings. Sometimes the Gods don’t show up, which I’ve learned means that the marriage isn’t going to work out…but do you tell the couple to not sign the marriage license? Or do you fake it? Ethical questions that I’m not a fan of. I don’t like lying. I thought about doing pre-marriage sit downs with the couple and the Gods, but in the end people will do what they want, which makes you wonder WHY PAY ME TO NOT LISTEN? Then their marriage falls apart. Money and mental health just wasted. I’ve seen it so many times with clients—they pay me and then ...

To Be a Tree or Not To Be a Tree? Until I heard about tree burials, I just wanted to have my body tossed in some deep woods to be consumed by the carrion eaters OR since that’s NOT an option, to donate my body to science after this soul has left this meat suit. Then I met my husband and we both decided that we wanted to fertilize a tree. He wants to be a cherry tree and have a sign that says, “EAT ME!” Because of course he does. I’m partial to birches and oaks myself. I don’t know that we’d have tree options, though. Nor do I know how much a tree burial would be. One would think that its more affordable than putting a large hunk of garbage in the ground. But then the “green” alternatives tend to be more expensive than the fancy over-priced caskets. On Midspring, I was sitting outside with my Spirit Stick communing with Nature and enjoying the weather. Doing the 2 Powers Meditation and breathing deep. Lately I’ve been focusing on my seiðr and runework studies and practices. I was thinki...