Today's reading I'll be using the Womanrunes by Brigid's Grove and ROAR oracle by MJ Cullinane.  I'm also feeling Lilith and Hekate present. Lilith and Hekate, what message do you have on this IWD? Lilith through the ROAR Oracle: " Ground and be still.  Learn to listen better instead of only reacting.  Ground and gather facts, not opinions.  Not imagery.  Fact.  Cold, hard, un-coddling facts.  Blunt, Direct.  Be smart, not a raging fool. " I've drawn: Joan Beauchamp Proctor "Follow your instincts and you will find the right path." I feel like this is more of that 'listen less to others--peer pressure to think, act, and do'.  Trust yourself and get the facts before acting.   " Don't jump because those around you are.  Who are these others?  Do you align with them?  Friends?  Strangers?  Do they pay your home bills?  Are you giving them free rent in your head?  Why are you going along with the mob?...

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...

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...

Blessed Midspring yall! It's morning of May 1st and it's raining off and on.  It's supposed to be rainy and stormy for the next few days.  Course the weather apps aren't super accurate.  We had rain this morning, but the storms we're supposed to have all day have vanished from the accu-weather app.  I hate the app, it's so inaccurate.  There's no storms, yet it says to expect storm this afternoon.  Too vague.  And because Google is being weird again, I can't share screen shot from my phone. But enough about annoying inaccurate weather apps, it's Midspring! Yesterday my family celebrated Midspring because today it was supposed to be storming all day.  We went to a park, played catch, explored a pond, walked, and ended at the playground.  Then ended the day with ice cream.   However the night ended with an adorable Bold Jumping Spider in my kitchen.  It was just as fascinated by me as I was by it.  I love spiders, especially...

 About a week ago, I wrote a post that was supposed to be about my relationship with Dionysus and Ariadne, but turned into Myth Gods and Real Gods . When I was a teen I had a handful of deities: Sister Moon, Hestia, Vesta, Artemis, Hephaestus, and Anubis. Over the years, that number would change, especially as I started working more with animal spirits. Then as I went through a phase of dark depression and rejected being an artist—I listened to what asshole students and teachers of Wright State University’s art department, who said that I was mediocre and talentless and had no place in that major. I pushed Hephaestus away, and the others (although Hestia-Vesta and Sister Moon stayed). (My drawing teacher, Penny, brought me back by saying that I had the potential, but I was standing in my way). In 2014, I started working with the Roman Ceres. During one of my full moon rites with Her, Sister Moon, and the Land Spirits, Dionysus showed up. He stayed…and with Him came a flood of...