The Love & Light Disease

Love and light! Namaste! Oh yeah? Fuck you, too, lady. The Love and Light Disease. This shit is an epidemic. We’ve all met someone who’s infected, whether it be online or in person. They think everything is either black or white and, for your information, they choose the white side only. Their lives are all…

The Lady & The Unicorn. by Brian Froud

   Somewhere inside every Faerie forest, a tower stands. We have just arrived at the gates. The light here struggles to brighten its carved stones, heavy with shadow, but once inside we discover there is beauty residing within the walls. A woman sits waiting for you, surrounded by tapestries in which delicately woven flowers and…

Living A Wanderlust Life

I once met a 65 year old Irish man who, 10 years earlier, had decided to embark on the backpacking trip he had never taken in his youth. He was one of the most enlightened people I have ever met. Did you know Hinduism actually promotes running away. It says that after 20 years of societal…

I Believe In Impossible Things

I carry this photo with me wherever I go. Not because I like to look at myself, or because I miss being 11. I carry it with me because I use it as a reminder to keep my childlike heart. Back then I was full of innocence and believed in Santa, Fairies, enchanted places, and…

The Fall of Lucifer

In the beginning there was no distinction between angels and demons. The original hierarchy of heavenly beings is unknown and many of them have vanished from common knowledge. Metallifer, the Metal Bearer, was the Archangel of Purification. Her great metallic wings were ultralight and razor sharp. Like polished mirrors they reflected the scenes of slaughter…

So, You Say You’re A Tarot Reader

Back in August there were three women convicted of psychic fraud that had the psychic and tarot communities up in a rage. This is why I always stress understanding culture, understanding where your new age spirituality is coming from, and actually taking the time to study your craft before selling it, because if you do…

Yemaya

Yemaya Traditional Colors: Blue and white Number: 7 Areas of Influence: Motherhood, the ocean, fishermen, family issues, pregnancy, women’s issues, children, healing (especially female plumbing issues) Entities associated with: Our Lady of Regla Symbols: Anything ocean related, especially dolphins, fish, shells, etc., 2 tailed mermaid, 7 silver bracelets, a necklace made with alternating 7 blue…

Fire In The Clearing

Fire in the clearing.. Journey’s the thirsty deer alone but never lonely Dawn erasing shadows on the speckled back of a hungry wolf’s undoing A downed limb roars in the night it’s embers in concert playing hot and up to the trees; the clearing’s holier than a steeple, ever bearing witness, granting views on sparkled…

Sing a Song for a Spell

In Irish mythology magic is music and everything on earth and in the universe is a song. Music is powerful and cathartic. Most of us can’t live (happily) without it. Taliesin sang to create his magic, Dagda had his magic harp, the sirens had their songs, the Norse had their galdrar, and Robert Johnson had…

Using Lush Bath Bombs For Secret Magical Baths

If you’re still in the broom closet, a great way to have a purposeful, yet secret magical bath is to re-purpose a Lush bath bomb.  Listed below are the Lush products and their magical correspondences: Secret Garden: Contains rose oil, rose buds, rose petals, and  marigold. Magical Uses: Love, friendship, luck, protections, clairvoyance, dreams,and  legal…

My Perfect Autumn House

  The perfect autumn house is planted in a stone-edged field near the woods. You can smell smoke from a bonfire as you walk up the cobbled drive, your basket filled with apples from the tangled orchard across the lane. Indoors, you can still hear the insistent song of the stream, always on its way…

“On the death of Anne Bronte”

  “On the Death of Anne Brontë” by Charlotte Brontë There’s little joy in life for me, And little terror in the grave; I’ve lived the parting hour to see Of one I would have died to save. Calmly to watch the failing breath, Wishing each sigh might be the last; Longing to see the…