Monthly Archives: January 2010

Annoyed

I am growing tired of wishy-washy Pagan speak:

Well, that is your opinion, this is my opinion.

But opinions don’t really matter, because everyone is different.

Unless you place value on other people’s opinions, that is.

Neither of us is right and neither of us is wrong for anyone but ourselves.

I however do not judge, I simply perceive for my reality is perception.

So just do whatever feels right for you, but only if you want to.

Let each walk their own path.

You may choose to walk with them or not, as that is your own choice.

You choose how things make you feel

No one needs to claim responsibility for their own actions.

Unless they are choosing how to feel, of course.

URGH!

Do people really buy in to this stupid New Age clap trap?

Repost: Instinct vs Research

This one is on Witchvox this week and is host to a number of typos, I’m not sure how they got there. I must need a proof reader or something. So here is a cleaner version for y’all:

“This is what happens when you dabble! You can’t practice the Craft while you are looking down your nose at it.” ~ The Aunts from Practical Magic

So why do I have to do all this required reading and research? Isn’t that work? Its so time consuming and the books are hard to read! Why can’t we simply practice solely based upon our instincts and natural talents?

Instinct is only one part of the equation.

Imagine that your spiritual practice was a house. Now, try to build that without blueprints, without a plan, without the knowledge of how to properly the use a nail-gun and electric drill. You could probably build yourself and nice little shanty but it’s probably not going to keep you very warm come winter time. It is also certainly not the four bedroom post and beam home you had hoped for either.

It’s all about balance. It is alright if your spiritual path leans more on the instinctive… Continue reading

Me

I will be me

Unequivocally

Always

And in every situation

No audience

No following

No friends

Or family

Will make me be

Anything other than

Me

I am not a one dimensional character

I am an onion

I have many layers

It may take time

For them all to see

All that is me

Sometimes happy

Sometimes sad

Sometimes compassionate

Sometimes stark raving mad

Though I am a human being

And thus I will change and grow

And often be a different me

I will still always

Be me

But always and forever

I will be me

Consistently

With integrity

I will be me

Musings About Life and the Land

I am a farm girl; I “get” the lambing season at Imbolg as I have spent many sleepless nights in the barn, praying to Brighid as I midwife livestock. I don’t need to be reminded of where my food comes from, I have grown it!

I don’t need a lesson to tell me how to experience the elements, I have lived in them, and I have worked in them. I have been up to my knees in frozen mud and in snow, with the winter sun beating down on me as I fix the horse fencing. I have had a wind burned face, a sun burned nose and frost bitten toes.

I have lived at the edge of endless wilderness all my life. I have performed rituals in a real grove. I have done meditations under an elder tree that is older than my country. I backpack into the wild on a regular basis, I have had bears on my property in spring and summer, fishes spawning in my creeks in fall, and moose that walked by my house each morning.

I have touched a shrine to Epona on my way into the stable each day. I have poured offerings… Continue reading

Things I Understand

A Simple Life

By Kat Ballew

Cows grazing on the mountain side

horses running wild along the seaside

Birds singing as they journey past

and old men telling tales that are unsurpassed

Butterflies fluttering their wings in the breeze

And the sun doing everything to appease

This is the simple life of living

This is a day of thanksgiving

The tumbleweed rolls across the desert floor

The owl sings a song and is the nights decor

The fireflies flash their lights in harmony

And the crickets they do play for all a symphony

The waters rush up to scare the shores

The milky way dips and peace from it pours

The wolf howls out but the moon is not afraid

A simple life for nothing would I trade

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