This full moon ritual was...hard. I had decided the last full moon ritual that I would be dedicating this one to Artemis. I asked those on FB who needed prayers to post, and I prayed so hard for them during this. It left me so exhausted. I'm still recovering from this. A lot of my energy went to taking care of other people, and I forgot to focus any energy at all to keeping myself sane. I have so much going on that keeping myself sane has got to come to the forefront a little bit.
We managed to find the -right- homes for all the babies except Houdini's shadow. I am honestly thinking his home is with me, but I don't know for sure. If the right home for baby is out there I know he'll find it....
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Monday, January 21, 2013
Being Pagan, at work.
Posted by Being Pagan | at 8:53 PM | 1 comments
The two people at work that are really interested spent all day reading my books. The encyclopedia of spells, and the Solitary Teen Witch by Silver Ravenwolf....I had no problem at all with them reading, and learning from them. I am normally obsessive about my books. The whole "don't touch" rule and all. However I am finding a peace with them reading my books.
Tonight...several people came up, and said "I hear ghosts, can you help me?" or "....I am...I'm confused about something, would you call me so we can talk?"..
I am an empath..I always have been, it is like breathing, and all day I would randomly be on the verge of tears, I had a horrible coaching with my team lead that ended me in tears....
Thursday, January 17, 2013
....Love?
Posted by Being Pagan | at 6:52 AM | 0 commentsI'm having a very odd moment lately. After almost 8 years of being alone, I've decided that I want someone in my life again. So, in the spirit of the post a few days ago I decided to write a spell. It wasn't easy last night doing so, but I'm working on it. I rarely ask for anything for myself. A good 90% of the spells, prayers, things I make are for others. This one definitely was a challenge.
Aphrodite, Goddess of Love
Bring to me the one I need
I do not seek the purity of a dove
I ask not out of greed
I beg for arms to hold me tight
I crave the warmth of arms embrace
I ask not out of fright
I wish instead my pulse to race
Eyes of brow, black, green or blue
Hair...
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Theresa's story
Posted by Being Pagan | at 9:57 AM | 0 comments
Theresa, is the mother of a special needs boy. A true crystal child, he cannot speak with wordsyet see's and knows absolutely everything that goes on around him. He has Cerebral Palsy, and because of that his knowledge is deeper than many of ours, through Theresa we are blessed to know him. She is marriedto her best friend Scott, for 17 years. She found Wicca through Scott, so because of him we have this bright spark in our midst. An eclectic Pagan, she bounces between Wicca, Pagan, and anything else that feels right. New to our path, she only found this side of her spirituality 2-3 years ago, and yet she is an inspiration to many of us. Solitary, she has found the serenity...
Monday, January 14, 2013
Spell writing.
Posted by Being Pagan | at 9:33 AM | 4 comments Spell writing for me has always been a struggle. I can focus prayers to the Gods with out any issue. At all. Yet when it comes to writing a spell. To putting words into a focus along those lines, I have issues. I figure that makes me a bad witch. I am not able to do the whole 'and by my will so mote it be" thing. I am a big believer in the fates. That it is not my will that I want to force onto them, that I just want to affect the change within myself to make this possible.
I grew up christian, I suppose some of this is the history from that, that I am drawing this. The whole "Not my will, but Thine be done". I don't want the Gods to think I am forcing...
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Becoming Pagan.
Posted by Being Pagan | at 10:14 AM | 0 commentsMy cycles have always been tied to the Moon. My mom said from the time I was little until I was in my teens I never slept through the full moon. It was as if my body was hard wired to worship Her. I've always felt drawn to the moon. I grew up in the San Luis Valley where we had very cold winters, but I can remember lighting fires outside on winter nights and watching the stars. I never could "cruise" in town, I was drawn to the wild. Where there was no humans and I could just stare up at the sky. Obsessed with constellations, I would map out when Orion was in the sky, when Sirius would come and visit.
Some of my earliest memories were reading peoples palms, and being amazingly accurate....
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