To Begin the Poison Path
When Grey (my roommate) expressed an interest in Hedgecrossing and entheogens, I happily agreed to assist her. This is because:
1) Grey is not an idiot
2) Grey is not interested in recreational drugs and getting high (that’s my job in our household)
3) Grey is not a newbie
4) Grey is doing it for all the right reasons
Grey is a Hearthwitch, so ointment was the way to go. Hearthwitches like making things on the stove. Since Grey is an experienced Witch with brains in her head, I acted more as a consultant in her quest to make ointment. I directed her to some books on my shelf and talked about the various possibilities for ingredients, rituals and such. Then I left her to her research.
For the whole of the winter she studied, took notes, asked questions and weighed her options. She considered her purpose, contemplated symbolism, meditated, talked it out with her spirits … you know, all the things you’re supposed to do before you take your first step on the poison path.
When All snakes Day (such as it is) rolled around, she purchased a duck and brought it home. Appropriate offerings… Continue reading
Imbolg To Do List
[ ] Repot a tree
[ ] Hearth blessing
[ ] Beer!
[ ] Dairy!
[ ] A devotional ritual to Brighid, including vigil
[ ] Share the Flame of Kildare
[ ] Walk in the snow. Bonus points if there is love making to be had in the snow (any volunteers? LOL)
[ ] Go for a drive in the countryside
[ ] Wave to the livestock as I go by
[ ] Eat large quantities of food
[ ] Ritual with my fellow Goat Ladies
[ ] Write like a motherfucker
Frigga!
This is one of those random feast days where people on the internet are vaguely aware that today might be one of Frigga’s days. Or was that the 7th? It usually sounds/reads like:
“… something, something distaff day”
You can do you own googling and see for yourself.
This just so happen to also be one of those little feast days that I celebrate in some small way. Because Frigga rocks for so many reasons and she deserves a little love from me at least once a year. Also because the 12th of January is two days after my younger brothers birthday and is therefore easy to remember. The winter needs lots of feast and fire days, don’t you think?
I”ll admit that I enjoy the random obscurity of it.
My roomie and I set up a temporary altar 
on the microwave. Said an invocation, lit a beeswax candle, gave the lady some wine and yummy bread and other goodies. Laid out a spindle, spoons, knives … you know.
I’m about to take down some more of the Yule decorations. One of the evergreen things from the front door. It takes me from Yule to Imbolg to take down the… Continue reading
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