Friday, 13 September 2013
On March 25,2013 Pooka from the Pooka pages website and pooka pages stories passed away from cancer. I was heartbroken to hear that that sweet 10 year old cat who starred in those beautiful stories written by Lora Craig-Gaddis was gone. My daughter who is almost 10 grew up with those stories. Enjoying in pookas adventures as if they were her own. When you lose someone you love, whether animal friend or human. Your heart breaks and you feel as if the bottoms dropped out from under you. But, you need to have faith that you will see them again, all matter changes form you just need to recognise the signs. Thats not to say that you should not grieve as this is a natural part of the healing process and its unhealthy to keep those feelings bottle up but, Those we lose are never truely gone as long as we remember them. Rest in peace pooka, we love you and we'll always remember you. Blessed be, Brighid
Oh my Goddess it has been such a long time since I have visited. If there is such a thing as being a lapsed wiccan that would be me. I suppose everybody has those times though where you have to prioritise what you need to do and enevitably some things end up at the bottom of the pile. Well, no use whining about having too much to do, It could be worse, I could have nothing to do which to me would almost be a fate worse that attending a tax seminar.I said almost people.So the past is the past and there is no use dwelling but I'll try to be a better blogger from now on. As my daughter would say, I pinky swear.
Tuesday, 23 August 2011
Two days ago, I purchased My Fitness Dance coach for Wii. I have to say, hooray for Wii. I know I'm probably showing my age when I tell you that my first game system was an attari, then they came out with nintendo and sega and we were pretty hooked, however the only body part that was getting any exercise was your wrists and thumbs. Now we enter the golden age of the Wii which makes you get up off your seat and move. My fitness dance coach focus's more on latin dances as well as a few sporty mini games if you don't feel like dancing. They also tell you what your calorie burning amounts to in food. I do have to admit though my dancing does leave something to be desired think more Caralton Banks not Rickie Martin (those of you who watched The Fresh Prince of Belair in the 90's will know what I'm talking about). But who cares as I'm having fun and losing weight as well. This has got me thinking about the old Quote "Your Body is a Temple" Their has never been a truer quote as far as I'm concerned. Unfortunately with the busy lives we lead its not always possible to take care of ourselves as we deserve. I feel its all about baby steps, self improvement doesn't and can't be accomplished all at once. By this I mean, if you do one little thing, whether this means cutting out caffeine and alcohol or meditating for 15 minutes a day, you are one step closer to your inner goddess or god. The same can be said for your witchcraft training. Find one thing to become proficient in such as tarot, and when that is finished move on to the next thing for example herb magick. This will make you a fulfilled and well rounded witch instead of frazzled. Trust me when I say that patience may not be easy but a project finished slowly is worth more than a rushed one.
Monday, 25 July 2011
I am very excited today, My daughter is coming home from her aunts! On Saturday we painted her room and bought some Moshi Monsters wall stickers, It will be a lovely surprise for her. the home coming also means that I can resume her teaching. There are lovely websites geared towards children of pagan parents. I particularly like the Pooka Pages as they not only have cute little stories of a little witch called Elsie, and her cat pooka, they also have a little witches book of shadows section, a kitchen witch section and a free e-zine that comes out during the sabbats. When teaching your little witches it is important to make the lessons fun, as hands on as possible and short. The time spent on daily or weekly lessons depends on the age and temperment of your child. For my girl, lessons last only 10-20 minutes. You should also make sure that the lessons are age centered as well. That's another great thing about Pooka Pages, they give you brillant art projects and lessons. Even the simplest things can be turned into mini lessons such as taking a nature walk, identifying plants and their magickal uses. Use your imagination and it is assured that your child will learn lessons that will last a life time!
Thursday, 21 July 2011
When I first started on my spiritual path, I was pretty lucky. My family and friends and even my work mates accepted my choice with non- challance. Ok, I did get a bit of a light hearted teasing from my work mates but that was pretty much it. Moving to Ireland from the states was a bit of a culture shock. Add that to the fact that I moved to a very small town and I had to not only close myself into the broom closet but firmly bolt the doors and set the alarm figuratively speaking of course. For me, it wasn't the lack of pride in my spiritual path that made me hide that part of myself it was more for survival. Anybody who lives in a small town would know what I'm talking about. This choice was confirmed as the right choice a few years ago when I tried to sign my child up for girl scouts. Now in the states, girl scouts are for all denominations, so I thought nothing about letting her sit in on a meeting run by the protestant church. Evidently, some people, thought it their business to tell my family that this was not a good idea. Which brings me back to my original thought, If people are going to react to my child being part of a different Christian organisation then how would they feel about learning that her mother is a witch. It really makes me sad that in this day and age, people are not more tolerant of those different from them. If you plan on "outing yourself" to those around you it might be best to see how this would be perceived by them maybe by bringing up the subject of a "friend's your friend " who's a witch and see what they say. As for me, aside from my husband's family, I plan on staying in that nice cosy closet but perhaps leave the door open a crack to see how it all plays out
Brightest blessings, B
Wednesday, 13 July 2011
Back in 1998 when I was just starting out on my pagan path, We were given an assignment to be eligible for the first degree. We had to create and lead a ritual. With the help of my high priest and priestess I created a full moon ritual to induce laughter. From what I remember it went something like this: You do the circle casting, quarter calls, and invoking the goddess and god in the normal way. For raising energy you do the Hokey pokey (yes, you read correctly, the hokey pokey). When you get to the end of that. Bless the cakes and ale which are twinkies and beer (look up" your a redneck pagan if..." jokes on the web to understand). then ground and center. This ritual is best when done in a group and is particularly good during the winter months when its dark and depressing. After all, Laughter really is the best medicine and the Goddess does have a sense of humour.
Brightest Blessings, B
Brightest Blessings, B
Thursday, 7 July 2011
I am at present working on typing my book of shadows on the computer. It really cool because I've also found some nice witchy illustrations to put on the pages as well. I know there are some people who would shudder at the thought of a typed book of shadows, that it is traditional to have hand written works and Although that is fine for some, particularly those lucky folks that can write in calligraphy and draw amazing illustrations, I believe that a witches BOS is a personal endevor unique to the person who created it. I have resigned myself to the fact that although creative in other areas, I cannot draw- not even one little bit and I'm ok with that but that does not mean that my BOS can't look artistic. It is important to remember that the power of magick is in the witch not in the supplies they use or the books they read from. Until next time, Blessed be well, Brighid