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
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



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