She Continues
One of the things about imagining small woodland animals, or their presence, with faeries and “little people” is that it’s not an untrue notion: specific manifestations of fae may be influenced by the local fauna, and communing/projecting self into the wild may induce/involve shamanic animal shapeshifting. That’s before you get to the local psycholococentrism.[1] Even […] … Continue reading…Spirit of Place, Halthaya, Maya, and Angus
Athene’s WTAW make me think of a leaf from a tree, and I wonder if it might be an olive leaf. Athene points to the active shaping of Chaos, but Odin and Freya (in particular) to the seidr breathing through Chaos. The world, everything, do not move—you do. You move and act—maneuver and position to […] … Continue reading…Spring and the Call to Art
I feel a bit out of a loss since, disconnected since Saturday night. This means I should relax and practice, align, and banish ____ the third time. Minor alcohol poisoning will disrupt your chi, I guess. One lesson that emerges from Saturday is that I do have my pantheon of friends—even when I don’t realize or […] … Continue reading…Social Groups & Recovery
Being outside makes it a bit easier to relax and to see Chaos and even other realities. Part of it is that I respond to trees and sky and wind, but relaxing into awareness is also a factor. But touching and navigating Chaos—especially jumping, sliding elsewhere, well—I find that a bit easier to envision outside, […] … Continue reading…Otherworlds, Glamour, & Disbelief
Sleight of mind is also very important for seeing and working with Chaos—this is why theatricality is important. Parting the Veil, but sometimes it’s not that easy, and I feel like there’s a way to trip over across a threshold into it—or elsewhere. Part of it is familiarity, knowing and recognizing and reproducing the states […] … Continue reading…Perception & Otherworlds
I have to realize that I am not alone, that I have never been “alone”—I may often feel alone, may find myself physically isolate, but I am rarely actually alone unless I make myself or mistake myself alone. I walk with a pantheon of gods and dragons, family and friends, and imaginary friends. Too often […] … Continue reading…Hegel and Adorno and Actuality
The devil, the lord of entropy—the demonic face of self and identity that can help break one’s preconceptions and blocks, but you have to avoid giving it free reign, just so you avoid obsession— —and there it is, the demon, or one of them, resembling me but as a spider, multiple spider eyes, arachnid legs, human arms, […] … Continue reading…Spider Demon
I called/invited Athena today, and last night I dedicated myself to Mabon and dedicated that wand I fashioned from the wood from Saerien’s wood. Athena showed me behind the “veil” and “curtain”—I had wondered yesterday where K. and my living enchantments “go” to do what they do—and all I could think was/see was a web […] … Continue reading…Athene and the Sundered Veil
Mabon, Shining God, Bright One, the blesséd special child who is born in strange circumstances. He becomes New Persons over time. He is a Seeker, the Young Seeker who strives to know and to do. But he’s not just the Youth or Child. In a sense, Mabon also becomes Taliesin and arguably other, mature, mystic […] … Continue reading…Mabon, Familiar, and Magic
While exercising (sit-ups) while “O Fortuna” came on, I became aware of my Wyrd—at the time I perceived it as some thing like a long fibrous trunk extending before my vision at an angle— [sketch] —sort of like so. Imagine seeing a strand of hair highly magnified, or something like an artery. A root. Tonight […] … Continue reading…Wyrd, Action, and Authun