Post Cards from Misty Acres
Now that the snow has melted (and the streams and rivers rising!) Mom has sent me some nice photos from back at the farm.
To Be Alone and Useless
One of the biggest parts of my Path and practice has been that of a solitary. By that I don’t mean not being a member of a coven. I mean isolation and loneliness. Feeling cut off or different from everyone else. Not having someone with shared and similar experiences to talk to, let alone practice with.
I do have a few friends here in Ottawa (and other places) who have done some Hedgecrossing. But they have only begun to walk those roads, or have crossed only a handful of times. I have yet to meet another spirit worker, ancestor worshipper, Hedgewalker … like me. I know that they are out there. I see them on documentaries about shamans, I read their books, I read their blogs, and I listen to their podcasts. But face to face conversation, no.
Certainly I’ve met plenty of people who seem to think they know what they are doing. Or who do Hedgecrossing and spirit work. But their Path is still very different. No Tricksters, no dealing with the Dead. Their version of the Stag God is one of grapes and fun and sex. Not raw rutting danger, running blood and rotting flesh.… Continue reading
Cat vs Plants
So the kitten has developed a need to kill my houseplants. He doesn’t eat them or poop in them. He just drags them out of their pots and spreads the soil around. My cat is an asshole.
I’ve tried the many different ways of discouraging this; such as putting them on a higher shelf. Putting obstacles in his way. Soaking him with the bad cat bottle. Spreading ground herbs such as cyanne pepper and mace on the plant shelf. Nothing is working.
My recently potted baby spider plants and my African violet may not be save-able. The palm might survive. The fern remains untouched, because it is hanging.
I shall have to make more plant hangers, pronto. And I might need to replace some plants.
It might also be time to give the cat a bath. Ahhhhh, sweet revenge.
P.S. Its sweet and I appreciate the sentiment but please don’t email, post comments, or message me about typos and spelling errors. This is a blog, not a thesis. Also many posts will now be made via mobile phone, blame autocorrect if you must.
Wordless Wednesday: Afghans
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This one is for my Mom
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