The Flu and Divination
Some awesome questions were posted over at the Wild Geek Hang (the forum) about using pendulums, Ouija boards and what-not and I gave a rather long answers. Since I have the flu they were slightly fevered answers though! Enjoy:
- First and foremost, is Ouija as dangerous as common opinion would have me believe? What are the risks involved in using a Ouija board?
- Are there any similarities between what I’m looking to do and Ouija in terms of risk?
- Are there any specific precautions I need to take when using a board? How different is it from yes/no questions?
- Can the pendulum be influenced by other, less benign, spirits?
- I’ve heard talk of ‘opening doorways’ – what is it, and is it necessary? I’ve been doing simple yes/no questions without any ritual or faff so far
- Is doing this sort of thing without ritual or faff a good idea? Do I need to lay out some sort of protection?
- If opening doorways is necessary, how do you do it properly and how do you close it afterwards?
- Is there any chance I could get in over my head by doing this? (I accept the possibly, but how severe are we… Continue reading
Perfect Practice
It is common for people interested in home, hearth, garden and kitchen based Crafting to think they aren’t well suited to it. A lot of people get this image in their heads of someone akin to a love child of Martha Stewart and Scott Cunningham. I know myself that I find it hard to read Mrs. B’s blog over at Confessions of a Pagan Soccer Mom and not feel just a little inadequate.
I’ll admit, there have been times where I’ve felt like a failure because I used a blanket that is only for show or put a dish in the microwave that doesn’t go in the microwave. I still don’t understand why people own bowls and plates that are not microwave or dishwasher safe?
Only recently did I discover you’re not supposed to store food items in the refrigerator in the tin cans they came in. I’m still working out how to explain this to my mother, who does that! I’ve often wondered if there a class my mother failed to take me to, as a child, where we are supposed to learn how to tell if something is an antique or if it will clash with the drapes?… Continue reading
The Way it Goes
Off and on I have delved deep into practice, into doing … no more than that, into really living my practice. I have lived on many acres of land, living a fairly simple lifestyle and also living off the land to a certain extent. I was also having a go at traditional lifestyles as well, doing it the old way.
I carried water up a mountain side everyday (sometimes twice or thrice) so I could cook, clean and drink. I learned the value, the sacredness, of every single drop. There are few things in the world that can teach you to truly understand that water is indeed the lifeblood of the Earth (and everything that lives on and within Her) than being a small, barefoot woman, thirsty to the point of parched, dragging 30 pounds of water up a rocky mountain side under a blazing summer Sun.
I dragged (and later carried as I grew stronger) hay bales about the place to feed horses and livestock. I wishpered prayers to Epona everyday … and more as I tried to tend a wound on a half-gentled young filly.
I spent many long nights up to my elbows in blood and birthing… Continue reading
To Fly By Night
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