Don’t Think!
Balance.
Yes yes yes.
That checkbook, that bank account, that job you do, the errands you run. Keep pilling shit on the teeter totter and never stop to wonder … why is this shit on my teeter totter? Whats does it mean? How do I feel about it?
The things that need changing and fixing the most is our society and culture. This conformist, mindless, horrid world where the gross domestic product, and keeping up with the Jones’, is the most important and worthy goal.
Schools where we teach children not to think for themselves or nurture their talents and abilities but chain them to desks all day so that they can spend the rest of their lives in a cubicle.
Wearing the same clothing as everyone else, driving the same cars, living in identical pink stucco homes, going to the same churches, eating the same unhealthy genetically modified food from McDonalds.
Then giving birth to more children destined to lead the same meaningless lives.
People are asleep. People are sheep.
The world is changing before our eyes and we are too busy watching Oprah to see it.
Society crumbles around our ears as we go shopping for a new… Continue reading
Eating Your Totem
Okay. So my dear Bren may or may not have eaten his “Totem” for dinner last week. And I joked about it. A few people had panic attacks about this. So in my usual sweet but sarcastic way let me address this.
First of all, I am the kind of woman who has been known to start pillow fights in the middle of the afternoon in downtown Ottawa. I don’t take life all that seriously. I take my Witchcraft seriously, but not entirely seriously. If there was a rule that in order to be a Pagan and/or Witch you had to be serious all the time, about everything, and never crack a joke, I’d join the Discordians, or possibly the Pastafarians. I do love spaghetti.
So with that out of the way …
I just adore the endless debate over the proper definitions and uses of words. Especially words stolen from cultures we invaded then conquered and shoved onto reserves to eek out a life of poverty and hopelessness.
The whole Totem vs Familiar vs Power Animal vs Let’s Just Call Them Sprits debate is a personal favourite of mine.
Folks often use Totem for just about anything. From my… Continue reading
How to Eat Bugs Bunny
Buy one rabbit from local Pagan organic homesteader. Do so out of his trunk in a parking garage like some strange drug deal in a movie. Rabbit comes dressed in a big freezer bag.
Bring the kill home in a canvas shopping bag.
Make boyfriend whose totem is Rabbit (or Hare) cut meat off the bones. Poor sod.
Toss larger bones in a pot of water to simmer meat off bones so you can practice wicked witcheries with them at a later date.
In a Dutch oven or a very large ceramic skillet pour some olive oil and put on low heat. Chop onions, a tomato or two and garlic and put them in the pan.
Add a bay leaf or two, rosemary, savory, sage, parsley, ground black pepper and sea salt.
Cook this until onions (etc) are nice and translucent or brown-y or whatever. I like my onions and such to basically disintegrate into the stew by the time it’s done, as I can’t stand their texture but like the taste.
Turn heat up to medium-high and add chopped rabbit meat. Push content in pan around at random with wooden spoon while the dog sits at your feet drooling.… Continue reading
To Fly By Night
Hoofprints in the Wildwood
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