Mastery
There is no such thing as an expert Witch.
There is no mastery of the Craft.
The more you learn, the more you see that one mortal Witch can know nothing compared to all there is in this many layered and multi levelled universe.
There is no need to achieve perfection. In fact if there be any sin in Witchcraft it would be just that. For it is impossible.
One should always be learning, experimenting, adjusting and making the appropriate corrections.
We should always be striving to do better, reach higher and go further. However: You never stop.
There will never be a time where you say; “I can learn no more, I can do no better. I have achieved all there is to achieve. I have reached the highest height.”
There is no such thing as an expert Witch.
There is no mastery of the Craft.
One should never claim to be such, never assume that another is such. Nor should one ever accuse another of being such in any manner, but certainly not as an act of spite or nastiness.
In fact such words as expert, guru, master and so forth should not be in our vocabulary at… Continue reading
Brighid Incense
Lis of Tiger Lilly Cottage came by yesterday for dinner and for planning Imbolg. While I made dinner, Lis set about making incense for our Hedge Group’s Imbolg ritual.
Brighid/Imbolg Incense
Roughly equal parts of:
White clover (flowers and leaves)
Red rose (petals)
Orange (dried peel)
Meadowsweet (flowers)
Spruce (cones, needles and some twig)
Rowan (berries and leaves)
Juniper (berries)
Yarrow (leaves and flowers)
Oak (leaves)
As well as:
Stuck it on my altar for the photo
1 thistle flower
A few Star Gazer Lily petals
Small amount of (ground) copal resin
All pieces were either ground to powder or chopped to roughly pea sized pieces or smaller.
We tested it after dinner and found that it was good. Earthy, subtly feminine, and invoking the feeling and scent of a hearth fire. So we put it in an attractive bottle and now it awaits Imbolg.
Wordless Wednesday: Brighid’s Candle
I purchased a devotional-style candle and then made the image for it
I used water color pencils on Kozogami paper.
Annoyed
Don’t smack-talk me about Darkness and Death, kid. I’ve killed, slaughtered, skinned and field dressed animals. And ate them. I’ve walked into disease ridden kennels where puppies lay dying on the floor shitting their guts out.
So you have a skull on your altar and the background for your blog is black. You say met a demon once, eh … am I supposed to be impressed?
I’ve disembowelled things. I’ve buried stillborn animals.
Oh? Did you think being a farmer and working in animal husbandry/rescue is all about goodness and light, petting fluffy critters and tending pretty green things?
People wonder why I don’t glorify Darkness and Death like so many “REAL hardcore” Witches.
They can fuck off.
Sweet beast, I have gone prowling,
a proud rejected man
who lived along the edges
catch as catch can;
in darkness and in hedges
I sang my sour tone
and all my love was howling
conspicuously alone.~ William DeWitt Snodgrass
(American Poet and Writer, b.1926)
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