A good friend had dropped out of my life several years ago — something like five — and turned back up again a bit more than a month ago. In talking with her and catching her up on the events in my life, I mentioned that my current frustration is with my weight. More specifically, I am tired of looking like a blue meany, and frustrated by the fact that I am getting more exercise than I have since my 20s, eatting better, and am in better health than in the last decade. . . I remain apple shaped.
Category Archives: Priestessing
Sad News/ Happy News — all in one
In yesterday’s mail came a bit of a surprise . . . a letter from Red Wheel Weiser informing me that the publishing rights to The Virtual Pagan will be reverting back to me as of December 31st, 2011.
Sad news: this, my first book, did not launch me into celebrity.
Good news: I can update it and publish it myself. I’ve wanted to do that for years now. I wonder how soon I could get Magickal Connections to revert back to me?
2011 Litany of the Dead
(posted a little late)
2011 SAMHAIN LITANY
Dagonet Dewr, Compiler
As always, editorial comments and content are solely my responsibility. I will forget people; email me at dagonet.dewr@… and I’ll add them to permanent archived copies of this list. More and more every year, I realize we need a central listing point for Neo-Pagan dead; if anyone is interested in making that project a reality, please email me as well. Feel free to disseminate with attribution.
Private Ritual for the Death of a Parent
We don’t do grief.
~Joan Didion
For most of us, talking about how we feel is difficult, and doubly so when we are grieving. We are in pain, often combined from sorrow and anger to varying levels, and we are alienated from others because of that pain. We may feel guilty, with lots of unfinished business we didn’t have time to take care of in our relationship. Or we may not feel much of anything at all; it’s too distant. People avoid us, or are deeply awkward in our presence. Social niceties encourage us to make it easier on them, which is exhausting, so instead we project a sense of calm, or of not needing sympathy, or of having ‘moved on’ – as if the death of our mother or father was a minor part of our lives.
The Torch Passes
On Wednesday afternoon my grandmother (mother’s mother) died. She has been dwindling for more than a month now, so it wasn’t unexpected, just (as death always is) a surprise. My mother was there, singing songs to her (Angel Band, apparently) and was able to witness the moment. It was quiet and peaceful.
Full Moon in Pisces, ritual notes
Just finished a lovely Ritual of Protection for an Unborn Child and her Mother.
One of our students is only 25 weeks and having contractions on and off again. She’s done the doctor thing, and asked if I could do something for her at our FMR. What emerged was an incredibly powerful rite in which Isis enfolded her and her child in Her arms. Each woman present gave some of her sterngth to the mother to help her carry her daughter to term.
This, tonight, is why I am a witch.
The Jig of Life
Bright Litha Blessings to you!
(play it loud)
(I tried to embed this, but apparently can’t.)
It’s the First of May
and you know what that means . . .
(visual is fine, but the lyrics are definitely NSFW)
for Daystar 🙂
Failure
Failure has been a theme in my life for several months now, and I’ve been thinking about it a lot. At first glance failure and success are opposites: to fail is to not succeed and success is an absence of failure. In my ruminations, however, I’ve come to understand that while they may be polarized, more often they are intertwined in a complex relationship.
A Virtual Choir
Much of my spiritual work is managed online, and I’m a proponent of the positive power of the Internet — despite increasing leevls of spam and threats to my security from nasty scumsuckers.
My HP sent this to me today, and I had to share:
http://www.artsjournal.com/gap/2011/04/hes-got-the-whole-world/
Behold the positive transformative power of the Internet. I dare you not to weep.
Note: I did not link to the original, because the first comment on this person’s blog includes background information and a transcription of the lyrics, which are especially lovely.