She Continues
This post begins a series on the Guardians, and this post serves as my overly broad introduction on that topic. My knowledge of the Feri Guardians comes primarily via T. Thorn Coyle, but with some inflection from other sources. I have learned that many Feri initiates considered the Guardians initiatory knowledge, lore only to be shared […] … Continue reading…The Guardians: Part One
It’s a mild, autumn, cloudy morning. The clouds are low even as the sun tries to come out. [WtaW] deG, towards the end, writes something that helps cut past certain—things. Y told me how the sun is the burning core of elthil that provides most of the elthil for this star system, and this note […] … Continue reading…Mediating Gods & Otherworlds
I dreamt last night of split souls and doppelgangers—a Carol Danvers analogue going after the actress that plays her (who was Uma Thurman) in a comic book, and a kind of nano-tech/fiber Ultron spreading into people and growing schizophrenic. I suppose I think of it in terms of the second attention being seen as a […] … Continue reading…Split Attentions, Sex, Guides
I rited last night, mostly in trance and meditation. One thing I found myself doing was calling down coils of Luin for the gods and friends—hell, doing so for myself as a matter of praxis—which at least seems to help me. I asked the Morrigan for Her help in helping me remember what being a […] … Continue reading…Under Hill, Growing Dragons, Singles
I saw the wind blow oak leaves from trees like a shower of gold in to the autumn sunlight, and I felt panic for the trees, losing so much so fast—I felt sadness that soon the trees would be bare—no soughing, only the wind against my ears—and wonder at the sight of the rain that […] … Continue reading…Old Poetries, Faerie, Finds
I briefly meditated last night before bed, up a bit late, and I had been reading Brave Sparrow and Teen Witch again, and I had looked at the author’s talk to a queer RPG group/con on using gaming to seek/create new narratives outside the normative to shape ourselves with. I disagree with her [ideas on] representation vs. […] … Continue reading…Representation and Trance
The skies are where I want to rise to, to climb Elethis into the skies. But the land also calls to me,—I want to explore them both, touch and hug the tress, soar through the clouds, walk the land to the sea—and I would even touch the waters, drink and swim. Hmm. I still feel […] … Continue reading…Align, Materialize, Sex, Shape
I dreamt of Doctor Who and computers last night. I think I had glimpsed last night’s revelations on noticing how free and magical I felt in admitting to myself—, in calling down the blue rainbow light, the faentaur, in letting myself change and immerse myself in it and the Otherworlds and ôl-vala, in wanting and […] … Continue reading…Practice, Goddess Being, Art & Magic
I did deG’s invocations of the SG and—well, that felt good enough that I did it two or three times. Afterwards, I tranced and went through the door again, to the Shores. Once there, I aligned, dancing in the blue rainbow faentaur and that also felt fantastic. It was night/dusk/pre-dawn, and I called T and […] … Continue reading…de Grandis Revisited, Imaginaries, Shaping
I went into the ___again last night, at the Morrigan’s suggestion, making my way to the shores and to a spring in the Coastal Forest. I drank the waters before continuing on to Ae’s estate. She had, indeed, a feast prepared, but I drank wine and had a turkey leg—Otherworldly meat feels more invigorating than […] … Continue reading…Yet More at the Shores